Who Ate My Cheese Novels & Stories

I lowered my eyes, thinking quietly about how to explain what I was feeling. Evangeline: It's not just the sauce… I don't like the feeling of the cheese in my mouth… it's like rubber… He looked at me, raising an eyebrow, his beautiful blue eyes locked on mine. Then, as if he understood, he sighed softly and kissed me tenderly. Alexander: Okay, Luna, at least you tried… I'm proud of you… He gently stroked my cheek, smiling at me. Alexander: Pizza… the cheese might have the same effect on you… it's melted on top of a crust, like bread, but flat and grilled… if you don't want to try it, that's fine, love. There will be other dishes on the table…

I groaned internally watching him, he took a bite out of it not minding the disgust plastered on their face and when they told him he could have the plate he turned around and proceeded to shove it into our mouth. He acted like an animal most time I was about to go off on him but the moment it melted on my tongue, I couldn’t be mad at him. It was hands down the best Mac and cheese I have ever had in my life. It was perfect I wanted more of it but I would rather die than act like Elliott. Caleb and I shared a knowing look, he looked like he was on the verge of snatching the plate out of Elliott’s grip but he held it in “What sort of animal are you?” The sharp-mouthed friend asked with her fac

She savagely eat the cheesecake with a fork. "I know you're judging me back there!" She hissed and I laughed. "Babe.. I didn't even say anything." I said as I sat on the ground beside her while watching Troy Bolton singing with that Gabriella.. girl. I saw Athena scooped her cheesecake and I stole it from her. She glared at me hard and she took the fork from my mouth. "You're making me more pissed." "Sorry baby.. I'm just hungry." I said and she pointed at the pizza. I opened the box and as usual.. she ordered my favorite.

I jolted awake in shock. Why were they here? My parents were also woken up by the commotion and went to open the door, letting them in. It was Pamela's older sister, Lilian Thompson, their family's leech. She did nothing but eat, drink, and have fun. Her husband, Jayce Taylor, was with her. Both of them stood in the living room, looking furious. The moment Lilian saw me, she snorted. "Mr. and Mrs. Knight, what a great job you've done raising a son like Marcus. This is truly eye-opening."

Then, I leaned closer to Mason and whispered, "I'm so sorry that our wedding isn't perfect anymore." His warm breath brushed my neck and made my ears flush as he murmured, "It's perfect as long as you're by my side, honey." I blushed and nodded. At the entrance, Wayne's last shred of hope was completely shattered when he saw that I hadn't responded and even had him thrown out. He pulled out a knife and pressed the tip against his chest, his eyes wild with agony. "If you won't take me back, I'll just die right here!"

A small plate of it, placed in the centre of the table as an afterthought, something soft and mild that Natasha had found in the back of the refrigerator and my father apparently liked with his lunch. The smell hit me before I had even registered the plate. Warm. Slightly sharp underneath the mildness. The quality of dairy that my stomach had apparently, at some point between last week and this morning, decided it found personally offensive. I breathed carefully through my mouth. "Are you alright?" Natasha was watching me. "Fine. Well.... still not quite right, I think. Last night." "You should eat." "I am eating." I ate. Every mouthful was a negotiation. I kept my eyes off the cheese plate

“Oh, Leona, chocolate upsets Darren’s stomach. It gives him diarrhea at some point. That is not good for him.” Instead, I swallowed the chocolate side eyeing her. “Cheese! I love cheese! Do you like it too?” Darren scoop a spoon of macaroni cheese and fed me. Margaux clenched her jaws seeing him. “Oh, wow!” I savored the food before swallowing it, “That is so good! Here, try it.” I fill the spoon with the macaroni cheese and fed Darren. He loved it too and asked for more. “Seems like there’s a competition going on right now,” Sophie whispered, and glanced at Margaux.

I will only be happy if I carried out my revenge. I definitely won't result to killing Tricia but I need to get her brother, Alex, who was kind of following his father's footstep. "What are you staring at?" Tricia's question brought me back to the present. I took a deep breath then looked down, uncovered the two plates then took a cheese. Immediately it entered my mouth, I chewed onto it and spur it out on the table. This got Tricia nervous and she got up. "What is it?" She asked and I frowned looking at her.

He bought me cheese wafer, cheese flavoured bread and I don’t know what you called it but it is a little circled-shaped food that has a cheese. Nice I won’t be bother leaving my apartment anymore. Honestly I am a bit lazy to do it so Oliver is an angel for me. I forgot about my manuscript so I continue eating my cheesy stuff. Cheese are really the best, though I also like chocolates and other flavour but cheese is the only for me. Wait. Does it counted as love? I love eating cheese stuff. Well it’s for me to find out though. After few minutes of eating I remembered that I still have work to do. I didn’t eat the cheese cake because I want to share it with Oliver if he will be here later which

My stomach grumbled and I started down the stairs, still careful not to make a sound. The table was set for one. There was a plate and cutlery at the end of the table, which was where I was going to be eating. I sat down and immediately started eating. There was a ceramic pot filled with tea which was lukewarm. My guess was that he set this out in the morning, which meant that it was around noon? I couldn’t be sure. It could have been earlier than that. The fruits were delicious. The cheese was sharp and unlike any other cheese I had eaten before. It was soft and deliciously salty. I had it between two graham crackers and it was simply delicious.