Mind Gym Audiobook Free Novels & Stories

Once again, I can’t read the contents of the file. When I got to the gym, it smelled like sweat and disinfectant and the sound of sneakers scratching over the polished floor grated on my nerves. I wasn't in the mood for drills nor was I in the mood for Liam’s fake cool smile either. I just want to get this over and done with.

Iden strode into the dimly lit gym, his jaw clenched and his gaze stormy. Without a word, he yanked off his t-shirt and watch, tossing them carelessly onto the bench. His muscles rippled beneath his skin, glistening faintly with the sheen of past sweat. He moved forward, stepped into the cage, and ducked beneath the ropes. The moment his knuckles met the punching bag, voices began echoing in his head—mocking, taunting, relentless.

The man over phone spoke. "Ah, for that I could wait, hurry up Regee," Ginger smiled evilly, sending Audrey a nasty glare. Audrey easily heard the voice through the phone, she recognized it without stress. It was the man from the gym who had put a plastic bag over her head. 'So his name was Regee,' She smiled secretly. "Don't worry, bunny, we'll fuck you till you bleed, trust me, a slut like you will love it," Ginger chuckled, showing his crooked incisors as he did.

His toned abs and pecks glistened in sweat, and tight black curls cut short and slicked back. “I’m excited now. You’re so much feistier when you're all riled up, Rey.” He practically purred as I pushed past him and entered the giant gymnasium. Fighting rings, punching bags, and mats filled the open space. Weights and workout machines lined the far wall. The sound of people grunting and punching filled the air, along with metal clanking as people worked out. I took a deep breath letting the smell of sweat and blood fill my nose. Something about this place just calmed my soul when I felt like my world was spiralling out of control.

So I smile at him sweetly as I stride inside. The gym is open plan: a cavernous room with thick pillars and four boxing rings—one in each corner. Music blasts from a stack of speakers against one wall, and there's a desk by the door with a blond guy in a black polo tapping away at a keyboard. He shoots me a quick smile—way more welcoming than the old guy—then clicks at his screen. "Be right with you." "Sure," I murmur. It's good. I need a chance to get my bearings.

" She left. I collapsed right there on the gym floor like a discarded marionette whose strings had been cut by a sadistic puppeteer. My limbs splayed out at angles that would've been embarrassing if I had the energy to care. Sweat pooled beneath me, my sports bra was soaked through. My leggings clung to my thighs like a second skin I desperately wanted to peel off. Damien and Jade had already made arrangements for my gym fits which sounds cute. What's more cute is the fact that the fits are looking savage just the way I like it. My shoulders screamed. My abs. I didn't even know I had abs until today when Jade made me hold a plank for three minutes while describing in graphic detail exactly h

+ Managed to leave the gym one more day, this time I had to do abs, chest and shoulders. All that in two hours, no..., I feel like I'm wearing myself out, my bones are burning, my body is shaking more and more. Ah, I almost cried, not because the exercises were killing me, I almost cried because I was dying of anger, since the trainer kept telling me over and over again that I could do it, that this was nothing, and that it was all mental.

The gym always felt different at night with the usual loud music and clanging weights gone, replaced by a heavy silence broken only by the low hum of the air conditioning. I had booked the last private session of the day with Marcus on purpose. At 25, I was tired of the boys my age who fumbled around and never knew how to really take control. I wanted something rougher…Something real.

Fortunately, the place which tended to be crowded and noisy was accompanied with the list of pop songs played through the sound system. The calm vibes in that place obviously made the Alpha and the she-wolf comfortable to chat while walking on the treadmill being placed next to each other. "Are you sure that you haven't been to the gym for two years? You look so fit although you eat snacks mostly." "I'm serious, Bastian. It's like today is a new first time for me to work out, strengthen my muscles with various practices and tools here." Margie assured while adding the speed of the treadmill. It instantly caused her walking paces changed into running slowly.

JUSTIN POV I’m in a small, musty gym. Surrounded by rusty barbells, old sandbags, and gym equipment covered in a film of dust. It isn’t much, but it is what I have available to me here, at my current home. Or, at least where I am staying until I win my title as Alpha of the Running River Pack. I slam a heavy medicine ball onto the ground, imagining that it is Darius’ body. A sadistic grin spreads across my face as my brow is dripping with sweat.