Male Weight Gain Fiction

My fiance called me to post bail after he was arrested. When I arrived, however, I was informed that he was caught in a compromising position. "I came to protect Lily because I was worried for her safety," my fiance retorted, putting an arm around her shoulder. "But her boyfriend didn't believe me. Or is it the same for you too? Go post bail already." Nonetheless, I spied the lacy underwear poking out ever so slightly over his belt. In the past, I would have made a scene as I demanded an explanation. But now, I was as cool as a cucumber. When the cops asked what our relationship was, I paused in thought for a moment, before saying quietly, "His employer." Once I signed the papers, I texted my brother: [I'll go on that blind date. Schedule it for three days later.]

Axel, handsome, smart, with a secret that hasn't been revealed yet, a secret that could clear up that mess of conflicting feelings that he was just having, that made him feel bad of what he felt for HER. Was it possible to have such strong feelings for someone who was connected to you by blood? But was she? She was the only person who helped him, who got him out of his crisis, who calmed his head when he started thinking too much. Emma was his sleeping pill, and the heartbeat that made his heart live. Ali never let her feelings control her, she didn't want to get hurt, and she never would let anyone get inside that part of her and hurt her. But there was him, Miles, there had always been only him, and he had tried so hard that by now she had become accustomed to his presence, to have him in her bed, but what would have happened if Miles had found something better? Someone who could give him what Ali never did in all those years? Would Alison have understood how important he really was to him or let him fly away from her? Liam had eyes always and only for one person, but that person never looked at him, her attention was focused on someone else, and Liam had done nothing but remain silent, let that love consume him silently until he met her, Ellen. She was everything a man could want in a woman, she consumed him, turned him around in her hands. But what would have happened if that love, that little flash of light had returned when he least expected it? If he had awakened in him that something he thought was lost forever? Who would have chosen Liam?

Noah, the rich young master had the best looks everyone admired. However, he didn't care about that. He lived like a mess which was a waste of everything he had received so far. His life was neither particularly bad nor particularly perfect. He just let his life flow as things occurred. He didn't love himself. That's the truth! That's why he was killed by his partner. Without any concerns, he got together with a man named William. And ended up getting sacrificed for his greed. Yet, he got another chance. Realizing, he was reborn, he didn't want to live that same tasteless life anymore. As a new start, he decided to study abroad. While he was there, he met the boy named Michel who ended up stealing his heart. For his heart which had no place for love and trust, Michel was the antidote. Regardless, there was no end to the strange things which kept happening to them from time to time. Experiencing a lot of things other people would never be able to, they finally found their happiness. Two souls that carried their regrets over two lifetimes, finally found their peace.

All I ever wanted was to be loved for who I am, not what I am. It sucks, especially since I have been declared the alpha of alpha’s by none other than Selene our Moon Goddess. I never had a say. I shifted early at 16 and things went to shit. My only true friend Malachi stayed away from me and I never understood why. Not until I turned 21 and knew in that moment that history would repeat itself.

Stacey Greenwood thought her life was perfect, even though her boyfriend Grant was nearly blind. She still thought life was good. Then she got a call from her mother saying her father was rushed to hospital and to come back quickly. Her life was never the same again. Grant chose that time to show his insecurities and delayed her so her father died. He had her travel back as she was concerned for him only for them to have a huge argument. She had a terrible accident and when she woke-up she thought she was her dead twin sister Amber. Can she build a good life for herself as her dead sister? When Grant finds out what happened to her, can he help her remember who she really is? And why is Grant's mother so against him getting back together with her? When in the past she loved Stacey.

"What am I to you? A trash picker?" I asked him sarcastically, looking at him from head to toe in disdain. "Lauren." he growled, clenching his fists tightly, glaring at me in disbelief. "Yeah, I know this is my name. You don't need to remind me, and please don't pop up in front of me like an unwanted ad in the middle of an interesting scene. You irritate me the most in this way." I scolded him, still with an ugly expression in disgust on my face. "So, now I disgust you, huh? Why didn't you disgust before when I." "Because I was a fool back then. I assumed a filthy rock as a gem and paid a heavy price for that." Before he could complete his sentence, I interrupted him, scolding him in a loud voice. His already widened angry eyes widened more in shock this time. I took a step forward while locking my gaze with him. "A scum like you who used me when he needed me and then slapped the divorce paper doesn't deserve even a glance from me, Gabriel. Never bother me again, or else what I will do to you, you can't even think about that." "Hey, babe. Why are you here?" I beamed when I heard his magnetic voice calling me from behind. I immediately moved towards him when Gabriel held my wrist. "You are making a mistake, Lauren," he warned me in a stiff voice. I yanked my hand from his grip and threw a disgusting gaze on him before walking towards the boy who treated me like a treasure. Gabriel’s devotion to his first love made me realize that loving myself is the only thing that can make me happy forever. I grabbed Vincent's arm with a beaming smile.

It was supposed to be Lyra's big night. Everyone is gathered in anticipation for her first full moon shift but Lyra cannot shift no matter how much she tries to. Her position as the incoming Luna and Omega of the Pack is threatened and she will watch the man she has loved since her preteen slip away from her. However, now her mate Damon Thorne finally wants her back but her heart is wavering between love and doubt. The return of the kind, sweet half brother of the man she loved makes her question some things. On the other hand, ambitious Damon Thorne, Lyra's boyfriend and mate, has been forced to make a decision–to abandon his first love and mate. But how long will he ignore his feelings and disregard his longing emotions in his quest for acceptance and power?

She doesn't want to be in this marriage. She doesn't want to be anyone's replacement. She loves him with all of her, but in return, he calls her a cheap woman with no self-esteem. She is hurt. Still, she holds on to this love. This love is like a barbed wire. The more she holds on to it, the more it bleeds her. Eventually, she chooses to let go. But she doesn't know, he is on the other end, holding on tightly to this string of love. Can they fix this? Can they rewrite this love all over?

Althea and Tyler have been a couple for three years, on the fourth year, Althea noticed the indifferent attitude of Tyler. He was cold and distant. Althea did not know why. One night, Althea decided to come to Tyler's group study, but to her shock, she saw Tyler cheating on her. He even denied his relationship with her in front of everyone. They broke up, and after 6 years, they met again. But Althea already has a child.

In the two years after Bradley Vaughn's so-called "memory loss," we divorced seven times—all to keep his childhood crush Vivian Monroe happy. Number eight? Because Vivian got pregnant. "You can't have kids anyway. Once Vivian has the baby, we'll get back together. You can raise the kid." That was his usual ice-cold line as he slid the papers across the table. That night, he kicked me out—said Vivian got nauseous just seeing me. I moved into another house. Alone. In the rain. Even after I landed in the ER from a near assault, he didn't bother asking if I was okay. Then one day, I spotted him at a clinic with Vivian. He rubbed her belly and laughed, "So what if she finds out I faked the amnesia? She can't live without me. Toss her a bone, she'll come crawling." I looked away, steady. Then my phone buzzed. [How did your checkup go?]