More Than A Body Novels & Stories

"Well, then we can just go with the ten." "I know ma'am, but it's just..those ten won't be enough. I know they're good to go but what if someone with a body that just isn't slim or fat could actually pop in it? There's slim, medium slim, fat, not too fat but what if you know..I mean... someone thick? That's just what we're missing. You know, a lot more endowed? Trust me, this for certain will catch the eye of the public more. More like the male audience more." "What are you insinuating, Bet?"

"That's huge." "Congratulations." Lily nodded in agreement. "Seriously." Hailey smiled. "Thank you." The conversation shifted again. Megan began talking about eventually taking over her father's company once he retired. Then Lily started complaining about pregnancy. "I swear I can't wait to give birth." She groaned dramatically. "I'm tired of carrying this weight around." Her palm settled on her five-month-old bump. "I want my body back." Megan looked down at the bump. Then back at Lily. Then down again.

I take a deep breath to calm my raging nerves. My brain also wonders what body Tamica is referring to. Don’t get me wrong; I started feeling positive about my body when I became part of the Gurreo-Valley werewolf pack because, suddenly, everyone saw me above my body. I love my body now. In fact, I might actually be crazy about it. But aside from being plus-size, I also have cellulite, love handles, and jiggly skin. "Don't worry, we'll be done in barely a few minutes." She leans down to look me in the eye. "Ready?"

A routine that felt like a cage. Wake, work, go home. Over and over. Relentless. I couldn’t stop. Because if I did, the past might return... that feeling of being incomplete. Those days when I had to remind myself that I wasn't enough. Since then, every move I made became a silent scream: I can do this. One day, I’ll finally be enough. But in the deepest corner of my mind, a whisper wouldn't go away: What if, even then... I'm still not?

It was better than letting her feelings rise. “I didn’t even do anything,” she whispered. “I walked next to him. That’s it.” Kennedy sat cross-legged on the edge of the couch. “This place doesn’t care what you did. They just need something to feed on. And Zane Carter? He’s prime meat.” Maya let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. Her hand trembled slightly around the cup. “I can’t go through this again.” Kennedy’s eyes narrowed. “You’ve been through this before?”

Small stones embedded themselves into my flesh and, mixed with my tears, caused excruciating pain—like salt being rubbed into my wounds. I writhed on the ground, howling in agony like a mad dog on the verge of death, while they laughed and mocked me. “An estate worth millions, and she thought she could take it from us. Let’s see if she lives long enough to spend a dime.” “Jenn, she’s not moving anymore. Do you think we went too far? What if this gets messy?” I felt a flicker of hope—maybe Marcus still had a shred of conscience left.

“This is unprecedented, obviously, but it’s the soul connection that’s important and eternal, not the body, right? You proved that when you made him a new body and put him in it.” “I think it’s safe,” Kai said. “But you can ask the girls if they can see anything if it makes you feel better.” “Yeah,” Thea said. She smiled. “Get naked already.”

Something about his tone tickled electrifying sparks down my shaft. Oh how I love my tops in control, demanding and commanding. I wasted no time in pulling my tee shirt over my head, unbuckled my belt and pulled my pants and underwear in one swift. Willam relaxed into his seat, acting unaffected by what I’m doing. He kept his face void of any emotion or reaction but I didn’t miss how his eyes lingered on my dick before bringing it back to my face, which seemed like his favorite part of my body. ‘Weird’ I thought

Giovanni said, pointing at the CAD drawing. “ If we're going to build a solid mid-rise mixed-used building, we need a solid foundation. Just like us, Adina.” He leaned closer, his shoulder brushing against mine and the scent of a familiar fragrance, cedar and earth, filled my senses. My heart skipped a beat, but I straightened up, grabbing my and stabbed it at the blueprint. “ The only thing of mixed use here is your brain. Focus on the steel framing, and not my foundation.” The air was thick with unspoken tension, Giovanni didn't move, his gaze lingered on me. “ What if I want to focus on your foundation?” He murmured, his voice low.

“You’re not going to look? I think your ex-wife’s heart just shattered. It’s… kind of tragic.” I shook my head. “There’s no need for that. Some people, once lost, should stay lost. Going back is asking for unnecessary trouble.” “Oh?” she raised a brow playfully. “And what about people reunited after years apart, President Sargent? What do you plan to do about them?” I smiled faintly. “Well… That depends entirely on fate.”