Ana Diet Novels & Stories

No one had really cared about Ana like this, after Selene Adams passed away. “ Then eat something. I restricted everyone from waking you up, because you looked tired last night. You need to eat well now to gain energy and make up for all the missed meals. ” Camelia Alvarado signalled towards the maid, who started to fill up Ana's plate with everything. Ana looked down and gulped. She had to eat this much? Did Camelia Alvarado want her to die by overeating? “ Eat everything. Mom doesn't like when someone gets up from the table, without finishing everything on their plate. ” Ana heard The Hellion mocking her and she stabbed the fork in the meat, before chewing it forcefully in her mouth, glari

"Wow, Anne, why do you eat so much? You look like you've put on weight! You've changed a lot. You used to eat very little. Why do you eat so much now?" "Huh?" Anne didn't understand. "What?" "Nothing." Daisy shook her head and lowered her head to eat. Their inadvertent conversation caught Savannah's attention. Daisy's words reminded her that Anne seemed to be eating more than usual recently. Anne had eaten a plate of fruit and still wanted to eat three cakes. The thing was, she didn't miss a single main meal! A woman's abnormality in her diet was most likely because of that. Savannah couldn't help but frown. Could it be that Anne had already slept with Shawn?

I kissed her little cheek. Okay, our turn. Jazlyn sniffled. Dad, mom, and us kids untangled ourselves. They were replaced by Damien’s family, my extended family. Each took a turn hugging me. Hey, I love all of you, but these little Alpha’s are hungry and are getting restless. Do you want to eat up here or go downstairs? Ana asked. She needs to stay in bed for the next few days. Aunt Ebbie chimed in. She needs to rest and gain some strength. I’ll be right back. Ana said hurrying out. All of you can stay for a while longer but after she eats, I want her to rest. Ebbie instructed. Of course, we’ll go ahead and go. Ryott hugged me. We’ll come back later. I have a meeting at 1:30. Damien said. Th

“Please, come in.” Ana walked into the room with a tray in her hands; upon closer inspection, it contained some toast with jam and a cup of tea, as well as some more painkillers. Instantly, I felt my stomach grumble. That nagging little eating disorder voice in the back of my mind still wanted me to starve, but I wouldn’t listen to it. Not today, at least. “Here,” Ana said gently as she set the tray down on the edge of the bed. “This will give you some strength.”

In no time at all, Zayne returned with a big bag of snacks. After eating a simple diet for so long, Angeline started drooling when she saw the slightly peppery beef jerky snacks. Zayne was so exhausted that he lay on the couch and said to Angeline, “Your brother is both exhausted and thirsty. Please make me a glass of goat’s milk.”