Heavy Readers Novels & Stories

“She’s a rich heiress. Her husband just passed, and she abandons her mother-in-law? That’s cold.” “Look at her—she must’ve been treated terribly to be so skinny.” “Lincoln Enterprise can’t afford to care for one old woman? This is disgusting.” “We all have parents. We won’t let these tycoons bully people!” “That’s right. Make them answer for this! If you can’t take care of her yourself, at least pay someone else to do it!” Their shouting gave me a headache. Through the crowd, I saw Richard lurking in the building’s shadow.

He leaned against the edge of the bed, ruffling his hair like he always did when he was tired. "We’re on a yacht, heading toward the beach house." He explained. I nodded, processing his words before narrowing my eyes playfully. "Do all CEOs live like this or is this just your thing?" He raised a brow, amused. "What’s that supposed to mean, wife?" "You know, private jets, yachts, beach houses." I shrugged, suppressing a grin. "Feels very...Bond villain." He smirked, reclining back onto the bed with a casual ease, his head sinking into the pillow.

Amelia, holding my mother's hand, smiled and said, "Mrs. Carden, let's go check out the carp by the lake. There's one that's really huge." Mom was spacing out when she said, "Yocelyn always loved taking care of fish. Most people can't keep their fish alive for long, but Yocelyn's fish? They thrived for ages. One even made it five whole years." Amelia's gaze was fixed straight ahead when suddenly, the corners of her mouth twitched into a creepy smile that flickered across her face. A shiver ran through me, a chilling dread shooting straight to the top of my head. Then it hit me.

She boomed, Derora noticed the storms outside still bellowed, but she seemed on edge, now was her time for a distraction, "How is the war with the light gods going?" she asked, Herega turned her gaze to her, lightning flashed outside, "You will remain silent derora!" She growled, Derora gave a smug grin, it really got on her nerves as the whole room darkened due to the thunder clouds outside the palace, herega stretched her hand to summon lightning. Then derora noticed the light trying to clear the clouds, it was a real Battle of elements, she laughed out as herega turned to her,

"You do remember that we were traumatized women last week, don't you?" "Yes," Helena said. "That is why I'm operating on joy. In the form of a giggling, drooling, fat Carlston baby." Vandaulf covered his eyes. "I need stronger coffee.". Oh, stop sulking," Brenna teased. "You're glowing. Both of you. You look like two honeymooners crazily in love and completely spent." "We are," Lily admitted. "In both ways." Helena leaned in at them suspiciously. "Spent, ah? Must've had an exhausting honeymoon."

"You're finding it hard to hold an ordinary Ruger. The revolver o. What if I have given you a rifle? This is the lightest gun in this room. It gets heavier when you get to the next level. It's all sniper rifles and submachine guns there. That's why I said you need exercise to strengthen your bones and muscles and train them for endurance" he said, frowning. Aurelia gritted her teeth and kept her hand straight.

Before I went to hang out with any of my buddies who just didn’t seem to understand what it’s like to be in the head of a man desperately looking for his wife, I would need to get in a few dozen miles. I changed into workout clothes, got my earbuds, and found my favorite new band on Spotify. If you’re ever in the mood to tear a room apart or punch something really hard for a couple of hours, I suggest you listen to some Heavy Young Heathens. I will warn you, though, some of the lyrics are not for minors.

I sigh. " you're actually not that heavy, and he blushes I know this has to be degrading for him but vampires are extremely strong we can carry heavy and I mean heavy people, I thought you would at least weigh more being a werewolf, I'm just trying to joke with them and glares at me looking a little mad, I'm not trying to offend you Damon but being Alpha I thought you would weigh more",his glare makes me laugh.

“Watch elevation. Catwalks, rafters—” The lights slam on. Blinding. White. Brutal. For half a second, the world freezes in overexposure. Then the trap snaps shut. Steel doors crash down behind Alpha with a sound like thunder, sealing them off. From every side passage, every previously quiet loading bay, men flood in—real fighters this time. Body armor. Helmets. Weapons already raised. Not reacting. Waiting. “Contact—multiple!” someone yells. Charlie is hit from three sides at once.

I turned to the confused neighbors and said, "I was just as confused as you until recently. I couldn't understand why I kept gaining weight no matter what I did. But now… I know." Under their stunned gazes, I slowly removed my shirt and exposed two enormous puncture needles on my back. One was red, the other was blue. "What are those?" "That's terrifying!" The neighbors recoiled in shock while Mom and Jenny lowered their heads. I took a deep breath. "Every night, Mom and Jenny would come into my room and inject a large dose of drugs through the red puncture. The drugs made my fat cells divide rapidly, so I gained weight extremely fast. That's why I couldn't lose weight no matter what I did."