Chubby Chaser Meaning Novels & Stories

Chance ate his taco, trying to hurry to get away from Aurora, but with the taco shell breaking up, he had to slow down. "How do you do that? Eating that spicy thing and drinking a sprite. It’s either you have no taste buds or are suicidal. Because the sprite in itself is hella crispy." "Fine, if I give you my number, will you leave me alone?" "No, you have to do a DNA test. Prove that we are related. If we aren't, then you'll never hear from me again. Chance chuckled, because it was like Deja Vu. He had heard similar words before.

"What is it?" "See it yourself." Eloisa crossed the room to his table and dropped the bag on it. Ethan opened the bag and took out the container. Opening it, his eyes begun to glow. He looked at Eloisa with huge smile. "SPAGHETTI WITH MEATBALLS AND CHICKEN FRY" "Just for you." "I LOVE YOU, SIS." Eloisa smiled at his enthusiasm and happiness. It's been so long since he had such a big smile on his face. His smile made all her hardships and sufferings worth it.

“Bethany Croft.” I knew that name. A memory came back so sharply I could almost hear her laugh again, surrounded by other people while she pointed at me and called me the fat reject. And now she was here. In Hollow Fang. Asking for me. “She is demanding to speak to the ‘fat reject’ she once laughed at.” the scout said.

“You’re going to be one of those people, aren’t you?” He blinks, pretending not to understand. “What people?” “Those guys who control what their partners eat, drink, do—” I lift a brow, “—while they’re pregnant.” Chase chuckles, but then the smile fades into something serious. “Of course, I’m going to be one of those people,” he says simply. “Have you met me?” I roll my eyes, laughing under my breath. “God help me.” He smirks. “Too late for that. You’re already stuck with me.”

I asked again. “You act so smart and yet so dumb,” Chase said. It was supposed to be an insult, but something about it made me feel tiny and immature butterflies in my stomach. Did Chase Maddox, the unbeatable and matchless Ice King, just call me smart? “You think I am smart?” I asked, blushing already. “Why did you come late?” Chase asked instead, diverting the conversation, and all the butterflies dies instantly. They were immature and tiny anyway. “Um, I didn’t know about the time,” I answered.

From the start of the semester until this date, October 29, 2016, I've managed to accumulate twenty casual partners on my roster. Each individual possesses a unique quality that earned them a spot in my list, which is no small feat, considering my exacting standards. Casual Partner #1: Max, the Exception. A 20-year-old junior, Max is not just a handsome English major; he's a sexual virtuoso who knows it all too well. His prowess extends beyond imagination, leaving anyone who encounters him utterly speechless. Last night marked our third encounter, and it only left me craving more. Avery selected him as my subject for a reason, but did she anticipate that this man might be my ultimate downfal

I ask, now moving throughout the house like a man on a mission. I slip shoes onto my feet, continuing to move like a well wolf ready to attack and get his fated mate back. I walk towards the door and swing and open, my eyes connecting with the image of the bright yellow moon ahead. The phone is still connected to my ear, my fingers crawled around the small metal frame, knuckles white.

“No man will ever want a fat waste like you!” Betty’s mother's voice echoed. Betty Thompson had just one job, dress the bride, get paid, and go home. She didn’t expect to fall on her face and get humiliated for being plus sized. She didn't expect the bride to disappear before the vows. And she definitely didn't expect Kelvin Kosh, the coldest, richest, most terrifying man in the city to grab her waist, kiss her in front of everyone, and say four words that changed her life forever. "She is my bride.” Kelvin needed a wife for a year to secure his company while his deteriorating health a secret. Now Betty was trapped in a loveless marriage and in-laws who looked at her like she

I question looking at Chase He glances in my direction briefly, "Don't ask me," he says nervously "So you guys haven't fucked?" Amber-Rose directs her question to Chase Why do I feel like I don't understand anything these people say? What is 'fucked' and 'horny'? They don't even sound like English words. "What does that mean?!" My eyebrows furrow as I get more irritated "It's another word for the S word," Amber says, placing her hand on my shoulder as she wiggles her eyebrows.

another elder, this one in gray, warned Mystical Chubby with a sharp glance. "Oh, I'm shaking in my boots," Mystical Chubby quipped, shrugging nonchalantly. "Come on then, take your best shot!"