Mind Gym Audiobook Free Novels & Stories

Jordan The call ends and I actually sigh. “This isn’t a date, this isn’t a date,” I recite as I head to the bathroom. If it was a date I couldn’t go. The fact that Aiden’s speaking to me in a civil voice could go down as the first miracle of the season. Yeah, I’m reading way too much into this and I need to stop. I take a run to work off my nervous energy and find myself at the stadium gym. I show my ID and the guard lets me inside. He also gives me directions. After a couple of wrong turns, I find the gym.

Unbeknownst to me, I had stumbled upon a private gym tucked away in an obscure corner. As I stepped through the entrance, the sound evolved into a rhythmic pounding, synchronizing with the clank of weights and the rush of heavy breaths. My eyes scanned the room until they settled upon him, drenched in sweat, the embodiment of strength and dedication. He was like a curious blend of Hercules and Apollo, his toned physique performing a captivating dance, every muscle in perfect harmony. Grealish! Unable to resist the allure, I gingerly approached him, my heart pounding like the fierce beat of a drum. His eyes, mesmerizing, dark, and dangerous, met mine, and at that moment, I knew I had his undi

"He holds our gym's lone diamond VIP card. His spending alone is worth a hundred people. What trouble? He's the god of wealth!" When the gym owner noticed Ambrose walk away from the equipment, he approached him with a smile. "Mr. Hamilton, our gym has just launched a new personal training course that focuses on muscular definition. It can add the perfect touch to your excellent physique and make you even more charming. Are you interested in it?" He responded without hesitation, "Sure!" The gym owner was thrilled. "I'll be right away, Mr. Hamilton!" After sweating it out in the gym for an hour, Ambrose showered, changed clothes, and left amidst the gym owner's eager farewells and a few traine

Sophie. Morning. Hope you survived the gala and Carter’s temper. Sending you some links—audio books and podcasts. Not just Pilates, but history, politics, even Austen. You don’t need paper to learn, Amber. There are other ways. The words doubled and slid. I could read, I always could, but when nerves were bad the letters fought me, mocking. I tapped the text-to-speech icon. The phone’s voice was flat, but at least it didn’t laugh when my brain twisted words. Wellness. Pilates basics. U.S. history. Austen. Relief spread through me so fast I almost laughed.

Minx lied because she knew her mother would ask her why she was sweating profusely. “Oh, that’s okay. No wonder you’re sweating. Come join us for dinner.” Mrs. Jackson said and left. “I’m coming.” Minx said. Gabriel was listening to their conversation the whole time and the moment Mrs. Jackson left, he came out of the bathroom. He grabbed Minx’s waist from behind and whispered into her ears; “you know there are other romantic workouts that G****e recommends too. Why don’t we try them? I heard they’re more effective.” And he nibbled on her ear lobe and neck before turning her to face him.

Ace's gym was fun to use except I couldn't use the weights since Ace's lightest ones were too heavy for me to use which is kind of embarrassing. I continued doing squats and listening to music until I felt two hands on my waist as I stood up from my squat . I screamed and jumped back , quickly realising that it was just Ace . I pulled out my ear phones and stopped my music . "You scared the shit out of me" . I was out of breath from being scared so bad. Ace couldn't contain his laughter . "I'm sorry" he chuckled , calming himself down .

I ended the call and prayed to God she would change her mind. Since it was Saturday, I went to the gym at Osmium, where all the staff had access to it. It was pretty cool with complete equipment. I found Kye starting up already. “Hey.” I didn’t even recognize my own voice. It sounded gloomy and lifeless. “I’ll pretend you’re not around.” Kye worked on the dumbbell. He just noticed I wasn’t in the mood to chat. Unlike Sax, the word limit didn’t exist in his vocabulary.

Almost empty. I liked it. I grabbed my bag, got out of the car, and shut the door softly. I adjusted my top, trying to look a little presentable. I took a deep breath and walked into the gym. The place was almost silent. Only three other people were inside. It wasn’t that early, so it was strange that the place was so empty. But honestly, it was perfect for me. I dropped my bag at a corner and made my way to the treadmill. I started with some light cardio. My legs moved slowly at first, then picked up speed. My heart started to beat faster, and for the first time in hours, my mind started to calm down.

I make a mental note to pick up some earplugs at the Piggly Wiggly. “Bedsides,” Penelope adds. “No one likes an audience while they’re exercising.” “Especially when they’re short and gravitationally challenged like me.” I laugh and continue into the next pose. “Be glad I wasn’t in downward-facing dog.” “Namaste, Care. Please continue your workout,” Ryker says then gives me a broad grin as he heads off for a shower. I finish up just as my phone rings with a call from an unknown number. “Hello?”

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.