Who Ate My Cheese Novels & Stories

The kitchen light flicked on. "Hungry.?" Emmett asked amused he was bare chested and his shorts hung dangerously low on his hips. "I'm not sure it's normal to eat cheese like a bar of chocolate." He added eyeing me. This wasn't the first time he caught me eating cheese like this in the last few days. He suddenly regarded me closer. "What?" I asked through a mouthful of cheddar. He moved closer wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me to the edge of the counter he nuzzled his head into my stomach breathing in deeply and then spoke softly.

It didn't matter whether Mandy had been sent away or not. Mitchell was here with her on this journey. They were a family. That was enough, and Mandy didn't matter. After Clare left, Sophie surprised Mitchell by saying, "I want to eat lutefisk." "What?" Mitchell was clearly confused. "Lutefisk with Limburger cheese on top," she added. She just craved it all of a sudden, and she wanted to eat it with Limburger cheese—the stinkiest cheese. Since she felt like eating, she just said it out.

My name is Mitchell Chandler, and my wife is Renata Pritchard. On our fifth wedding anniversary, Renata carefully puts together a grand fireworks display. It's for her first love, Samuel Harlow, who has just returned to the country. Under the fireworks, they embrace and kiss. It's a picture-perfect scene. Captured by a famous photographer, the moment makes its way to today's photography exhibition, taking home the gold award. In the audience, Renata's best friend, Vivian Rhodes, turns to me with a grin and asks, "The photo turned out amazing, didn't it? Samuel and Renata really look like a match made in heaven—unlike losers who have to live off their wives. Don't you think so?" I reply

I had neither touched it nor I had ever eaten it. "What happened? Eat", she urged. "Yeah", I mumbled and took a bite of it. As soon as I took it inside my mouth, the melted cheese spread around my mouth. I couldn't figure out how it happened when I carefully took the bite. It had covered my mouth completely and some fall on my t-shirt. Before I could understand and do anything, I heard another roll of laughter. I immediately looked up and found her clicking my pictures on my phone. This girl is crazy.

There was a huge fight. Mac was struggling to stay together with cheese, but they were both defeated by agent fork and agent spoon. Agent spoon knew what needed to be done. He transported the defeated casualties to the arena of destruction, where they were to battle with the white giants called teeth. Mac and cheese didn't stand a chance against teeth, for never has it been known that teeth lost in any battle. They were crumbled upon, and then sent into the eternal hole, the hole of no return.

There was steak, broccoli with cheese, pizza, mashed potatoes, chicken, rice and my personal favorite Macaroni and cheese, along with juice, water and coffee. We sit down at the table and eat. As I am eating I see that the Macaroni and cheese is nearly gone. Okay I say who has taken almost more than half of the Macaroni and Cheese? The warriors all look towards my mate and I look at her with shock. You like macaroni and cheese I say. Well of course I do it is one of my all time favorite dishes. Well it is one of mine too, I say. Here I can feed you some of mine she says and has this gleam in her eye. We

“Tater tot?” She smiles sweetly. “No, but I’ll take a cheese stick.” My mouth drops open as I watch her reach out for my cheese sticks and take a bite. “What the fuck just happened…?” I whisper. “I stole your food.” She speaks through her chewing and she moans, her eyes rolling to the back of her head and I feel a stirring where there shouldn’t be one. “Oh, heavens.” “Don’t do that.” I growl and she turns her eyes to mine, or gazes clashing as she moans again, and her tongue flicks out, pulling in a loose bit of white cheese and I groan.

-G.- I whispered angrily.- Don't take my food. - You can eat mine, sweetie- He pointed with his knife at a chicken fillet with cheese sauce. I almost drool over how good it looked. I sighed. Pasta or chicken. A difficult decision.- I'm not going to change it. I said share- He rolled his eyes and cut a piece of chicken that soon shoved it into my mouth.

To his despair, the refrigerator was practically deserted. There was nothing to eat, no leftovers. Just a few pieces of different kinds of French and Swiss cheeses, which he didn't like because they smelled horrible. There was not much choice, so he pulled out some Gruyere cheese and cut a piece. It turned out to be edible; the taste was quite good, but he couldn’t stand the smell of it. His stomach was still growling, and he felt that his stomach acid was almost rising to his esophagus. Alex was so happy when he found a piece of chocolate cake, his favorite, on the lowest shelf. Even though it was almost dry, he ate it with real pleasure.

Liam asks bluntly and after realizing it, he rubs his forehead. "Eat Amber? Really?" Park asks in surprise. "Yeah I do eat her and I must say she's pretty delicious than a cupcake" Liam said lovingly and Park stare at Liam confuse while Liam begins laughing thus Park joins and they laugh nervously. Coming out from the Queen's New York shopping mall while licking a bar of caramel chocolate, she walks down the street with smile on her face and after disposing the chocolate wrap into the public bin, Amber turns to proceed down the street then she sees James.