Ana Diet Novels & Stories

“You are eating a lot these days, Ana. Ever since you quit your job, you tend to eat a lot, forgetting that you don’t do any jobs all day long.” Mrs. McCurry grumbled. Ana sighed and looked down, cutting the piece of bread slowly; as much as she felt bad about her mother’s words, she knew her mom was right. She was eating a lot these days and growing fat as well. It has been a month since she quit her job and all she did all day was eat and sleep. Now she was growing so lazy that she could barely get up in the morning without persuasion.

Elsa frowned and looked at Aana. "If she wants to eat something then she has to earn." Elsa scoffed and went inside her room. Aana smiled at her fate, there was a time when her mom used to force her to eat extra forcefully and now she hadn't eaten anything since morning and there is no food for her. She looked at her brother who bowed his head and started having his food, ignoring Aana completely. Aana didn't say anything and went inside the room, her stomach started gurgling because of hunger. She picked up the water bottle which was kept on the table and started drinking water to feel her stomach.

I noticed her little crush a few years back, not long after she started at the house. Ana was a beautiful, green eyed omega with short, kinky hair. She had brown skin like burnt caramel but it always glistened in the light, like she put in a lot of effort to keep it that way. Ana was also helplessly curvaceous but short. Her body would be a perfect hourglass figure if she was not a little too small.

Anaya’s POV “Mama Non voglio sposarmi” “What?” she looked at me like I was crazy “Please, Mama, I don’t want to get married” “That is not for you to decide. You will get married” “Fine, but please not to him”, I pleaded. “That is also not your choice. Everything is finalised.” “Please, Mum, I do not wish to marry him,” I said, tears pouring out of my eyes, my head bowed.

Ana had always had a dream of becoming a dietician but going through the onboarding she realized she liked the work she would be doing except she would be directly with Aiden. "Do you have any questions?" Kate asked. "Yes. It is not a question but a suggestion," Ana said. "The company has done a lot in the past. I believe the company can achieve more with strategic partnerships," she said after being given the go-ahead. "What do you mean?" Kate asked, trying to confirm, if Ana had just said that or if she understood what she was saying.

Anna thanked her. ″It's nothing Belle. I happened to overhear your conversation with your parents last night when they said that you'd be starting school today so I decided to make you some breakfast early. You wouldn't want to be late on your first day,″ she said. ″I just need to pour you some milk and you'll be off.″ Anna's eyes widened. ″No!″ she screamed. ″Why? What's wrong?″ ″I'm allergic to milk,″ she explained.

That was unlike her but I made no mention of it. “Are you hungry too?” Annie asked me. “If you are, you should have some pasta as well.” “I thought you love healthy foods in the morning. Is it really…” I was saying. “That was in the past!” Annie replied firmly. “From today, I believe I will need more energy than usual. I will take more energy giving foods. That is my new goal.” “You sound as if you will be losing a lot of energy in the future,” I muttered. I turned to the maid standing by. “I will have some pasta too. Tell the chef.”

She looked down at the fresh soup in front of her and sighed. It looked good. But she wasn't sure she was going to get full. Of recent, she had started eating more. She knew it was probably because of the baby. So she needed to control her weight and diet. "Have you eaten since morning?" Jack asked, his voice stern now, the playful traces gone. "I– no," Ana said hesitantly, not knowing what to make of his expression and tone. "Why not?" He asked and she swallowed. "I wasn't really hungry," she said slowly.

I ordered pasta while Ananya went all out—hamburger, cheesecake, fries, and pretty much anything she could stuff into her mouth. I stared at the mountain of food in front of her. “You’re seriously going to finish all that?” I asked, my tone laced with concern. She nodded excitedly, already biting into the hamburger. “Yes,” she said with her mouth full. “Anything to get fat before I visit India. So my mum won’t complain about me being skinny and start feeding me ladoos and biryani every day.” I burst into laughter, nearly choking on my drink. “You speak like you’d get fat today just by eating all of that.”

Maybe because they were just forcing her to eat less before, so she got used to it. "Shut up. I am stress eating, okay?" Anna responded irritated. "Yeah, except that you're now eating foods you used to hate and hate foods you used to love," Don whispered to himself. "Anyway, I have to go. I have a meeting with Dad." "Okay. Tell him I said hi," Annalia said while savoring the durian fruit spread in her hand. Don made a gross expression before exiting. Annalia has been with them for almost 6 years now, and this is the first time he has seen her eat a durian fruit. What's with her, really?