Star Eater Novels & Stories

A few second later ay naka rinig kami ng katok mula sa entrance, it opened at pumasok sa loob ang halatang kabadong waiter. Adag itong lumapit at maingat na ibinigay ang menu. I immediately accept it and started flipping the pages. “Lady Marina, what would you like to eat?”kabado nitong tanong. I was still flipping the page and didn’t answer. Mas lalo tuloy kinabahan ang waiter dahil halata na ang mga pawis nito sa noo. “I want a steak, fully cooked for the main course, no need for appetizers, and for dessert a strawberry parfait.” I said.

*The Restaurant* Amby and May arrived at the restaurant. Amby couldn't believe all these were happening and that only made her relaxed and happy. "Let me be the gentlewoman." May giggled and pulled Amby's chair. "You are making me feel flirted." Amby laughed. "Of course." May winked at her and they both chuckled and they sat down. A waiter joined them. "Hello Ma'am's, welcome to Star restaurants, the best in town, what can we offer you?" The waiter asked, respectfully.

Chapter 119 —His favorite food Diana’s POV The ride home felt longer than usual. The cab moved slowly through the quiet streets, the hum of its engine a soft background noise in the otherwise still night. I sat in the back seat, holding the plastic bag tightly on my lap. Inside were two thick packs of raw steak, still cold from the shop’s freezer. Every few seconds, I pressed my palm against the bag, ensuring it was still cool. Star had been so specific about wanting a steak that was “still bloody.”

He glanced at it, then looked up at Evan, his expression turning serious. “Sir, Mr. Hernandez took Ms. Stella to the waterfront restaurant.” The waterfront restaurant was the newest landmark in Harbor City. It wasn’t cheap. People didn’t just go there casually. It was usually couples. Wealthy couples, on dates.

"It's been a while. How are you? How's business?" "Can't complain," she returned automatically. "What can I get you?" He shrugged slightly. "Whatever's cold and on draught is fine. I think maybe I'll take a burger and fries, too." Starla nodded competently. "Yuengling draught coming right up. And I'll put in your burger order. Be right back."

I grin as our waiter comes over. Stelle takes the lead. "I'm gonna need a pitcher on the rocks, my good man. As well as some chips and queso. Keep it all coming. Mama's having a night out." "With pleasure, my friend," he laughs as he gets a good look at us. "It's almost like he knows he's going to get an amazingly good tip." Stella looks around at us. "Like I'm prepared to give him a hundred bucks as long as I don't have to worry about anyone but myself."

she continued. "S-stella," Chase murmured gently, still speechless. "It's Star, sir!" said a girl who looks exactly like Stella. "Star! Hello, my name is Chase Roan Santi!" Chase recovered fast. He reached out his right hand. Star looked down at the man's palm as if he were afraid to touch it. His smile remained as the blood began to rise to both of his cheeks. "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Chase." -END-

"So I was thinking starbucks , we can have donuts or something? " "yeah , sure" We go to starbucks and order our stuff. I order myself a chocolate filled donut with chocochips and coffee with creamer ,while harry orders himself a croissant and a black coffee. After eating , we go to my place so i can change and then we leave for the show . when we enter the set i say,"thanks haz, i had lots of fun " "That's not how you thank someone" "What are yo-" harry cuts me off by smashing his lips onto mine, not caring if someone gets a picture of us kissing or the people staring ,so i do the same , i kiss back.

“No, not that crap about girls. Steak of a man, so rare as to be still mooing. “That's it,” the other guy said, “and with fries and a mountain of onion rings. "I believe you gentlemen will prefer Delrays' food, more to your liking," said the waitress politely. — They serve huge steaks with onion rings and fries. "Yeah, I think that's more like it," said the first man. — Show us how to do it. to go there. He approached her with the obvious intention of groping her ass, but the girl dodged.

“But just know this is all you’re getting for a few days. I have a business trip.” He watched as she slowly crawled towards the bowl, shaking with each movement. Hanging her head low, her dry and matted hair hanging around her hollow face. Most of it had fallen out from malnutrition, but what she did have was a single, giant, tangle that could never be undone. As she reached the bowl, she sat down and looked at the man.