Chubby Superheroes Novels & Stories

After being betrayed by her secret hockey-star boyfriend and stepsister, chubby Liora Devereux agrees to fake date his billionaire rival, legendary hockey captain Diamen Black, to get revenge. But as their pretend relationship turns real, Liora discovers dangerous secrets about her family and that Diamen has been obsessed with her far longer than she ever knew.

RIEKA She is a naive, chubby, wolfless werewolf, maltreated by her supposed mate to the point where she loses her sanity and womb, her crime was being chubby and less attractive than her peers. GABRIEL He is a handsome, strong willed womanizer, who happens to a hybrid ALPHA prince, the person he loves the most is his kid brother RALPH. He has searched high and low for a mate he could never find. What will happen when he finds out that his beloved brother's ex wife, happens to be his long awaited mate, who was maltreated and is currently mentally unstable? Will he forgive his brother for hurting his mate? or will blood flow?

Big fat Aurora Wright has always been ridiculed and body-shamed by the ones she calls family…not excluding her husband - Ethan Slade, the man she loves so much. She thought marriage was for better for worse and she was ever so willing to go down that lane with him until the very end even though he feels absolutely nothing for her. But, tables turn when the man she loves, calls her a pest and wants her gone. Nothing broke Aurora's heart more than the fact that he didn't bat an eye watching her groan in pain. Anger, pain and hate for the Slade family, Aurora swore to make them pay and beg at her feet. Aurora is reborn into a more sophisticated woman bent on having her revenge after getting married to New York's youngest politician, Orion's Valois.

Alenya Vale has always been ordinary, or so she thought. Soft, curvy, and painfully underestimated, she never imagined that her human life was hiding a deadly secret. The truth? Alenya carries Null Blood, an ancient, extinct power that can erase magic on contact. Curses unravel at her touch, alpha commands bounce off her like sunlight, and even the most violent god fragments falter in her presence. To the supernatural world, she’s priceless. To the gods, she’s a threat. Thane Raelthorn is the heir of the most powerful wolf clan in Vaelora, and a demi-god slowly being consumed from within by a god fragment. His magic rages uncontrollably, destroying everything he touches, and every mate who comes near him suffers. Until the night he collapses at Alenya’s feet. The moment she touches him, the madness stops. For the first time in years, the wolf-born prince can breathe, think, and feel. Only she can silence the divine parasite clawing at his soul. Thrown into a world of wolf clans, arcane houses, and divine ruins, Alenya must navigate a realm that suddenly sees her as both savior and target. Assassins, jealous she-wolves, and monstrous god fragments are hunting her, and Thane will do anything to keep her alive. Soft and sarcastic, underestimated and overlooked, Alenya is more than she appears and her curves hold the power to topple gods and change destiny itself. Thane is more than he appears too, brutal, beautiful, and on the edge of madness, he is hers, whether she wants him or not. Fated mates. Dangerous magic. Divine predators. Only together can they survive a world that wants them dead and a destiny that wants them united.

Seven years ago, I ignored my girlfriend's heart-wrenching pleas and ruthlessly severed our relationship. Now, after seven long years, she had risen to the top—and she was back, ready for her wedding. She didn't come home for mere celebration, though. She came for revenge. She obliterated the company my father had spent his entire life building and did not stop until she shattered his leg, forcing him to endure unimaginable pain. It was all so I'd be forced to go to her wedding and beg for forgiveness. But that wasn't enough. She wanted more. She hissed, brandishing a blade, "If Matthew's not here in ten minutes, I'll slice off a finger for every minute he's late." My autistic brother's fingers, the only way he could create art, became a bargaining chip in her sadistic game. Dad's anguished cries filled the air as he pleaded for mercy, but she was not done. She wanted to tear my family apart piece by piece. My mom, fragile and trapped in the haze of Alzheimer's, was next. Her mind, already slipping, crumbled under the relentless torment. She cracked, completely lost to the madness. With tears streaming down his face, Dad said, "My son died the day you left for abroad."

With my refreshing and elegant appearance and my kind heart, I became a top-rated celebrity in the entertainment industry.However, the elderly woman I helped ended up deceiving me, trapping me together with her mentally retarded son.While I was raped, she just watched with cold indifference and even took a video to blackmail me."Leona Hansom, since you are so kind, why don't you help me have a grandson?" she said.I tried to escape, but she posted the video online, claiming that I was her son's wife.My career was ruined. My fiancé suffered greatly, but he still killed that woman's son, ending up badly. Yet those I had helped were only interested in the videos the woman had shot and asked for related resources online.Abandoned by the whole world, I leaped from a building with hatred and despair.And so, I was reborn.

My fiancé’s first love and I fell down the stairs at the same time, and he chose to save her instead, leaving me to lie there in a pool of blood as I waited for an ambulance. On the brink of death, I begged him not to abandon me, and he only kicked my hand away, saying, “Elodie, can’t you show a little kindness? Don’t you see that Celeste is unconscious?! “…I’ll make sure you pay for this later!” ‘Later’, as he put it, didn’t come to pass. As he left with his first love in his arms, I died along with the baby inside my womb.

In my previous life, the apocalyptic haunts descended without warning, and the whole world plunged into a living hell. After two days of starvation, my husband and mother-in-law tied me to a chair. I begged them desperately, but they did not spare me. Instead, to keep their "food" fresh, they sliced the flesh straight from my leg. When I was reborn, I spent every last cent of my fortune to hold a grand, extravagant funeral, for myself. My husband and mother-in-law thought I had lost my mind. However, what they had not known was this: anyone who buried themselves could claim the treasures laid to rest in their own coffin: golden coins that could command the anomalies of the end times. Which meant that with this extravagant funeral, I would stand invincible when the apocalypse arrived. That time, without me as their "meat" and scapegoat… I would see how long they lasted.

When I was trapped by large columns of fire alongside Reya, my firefighter husband appeared and chose to only rescue her. I got on my knees inside the sea of fire and begged him to save me, too. He jabbed a merciless kick at me. “You are evil through and through, Amaranth. Are you not going to give Reya a chance to live at least? I will never forgive you for starting this fire to kill her!” At this point, his forgiveness no longer mattered. After he rescued his former lover from the scene, I was burned to a crisp alongside the baby inside me.

My best friend was obsessed with playing the part of a socialite, always chasing after rich heirs. When she saw posts online about guys making money over the summer by 'renting themselves out,' she decided to copy them. Two thousand for a hike. Five thousand for a dinner date. Twenty thousand for a trip. The prices kept climbing. I was worried she would run into the wrong kind of people, so I tried everything to talk her out of it, to keep her from walking straight into trouble. Later, the wealthy guy she had her eye on went public with another influencer who had built the same 'socialite' persona. She took it out on me. Sold me to a nightclub. I was abused in every way imaginable until I died. There was not even enough left of me to bury. Then, I opened my eyes again. She was already scheming: "Guys like that can make 500 just tagging along on a hike. I'm way prettier. Charging 2,000 isn't too much, right?"