Ralphie May Weight Novels & Stories

she whispered. “Kelvin? Your precious Ghost Wolf society?” She laughed softly, then stood back up. “No one is coming. You're alone. And you’ll die here. And even if Mike would, that is to destroy the last piece I have left.” I clenched my fists, nails biting into my palm. “If you won’t eat spoiled food,” Kelly said, “then you’ll starve. Simple as that. Either way, you rot.” She turned her back to me and started walking toward the door like she was done.

I say, blushing sheepishly. Maybe later. I don’t want you to spoil your appetite before dinner and I am making my tia’s famous Rigatoni Alla carbonara!” Ralph said cheerfully, clapping his hands together, something you wouldn’t expect from a 6’8 foot-looking alpha. Ralph was a softie on the inside. I wondered who ‘tia’ was. Ralph called her his Tia so she could be his mate. However, Dameon did not share the same attitude. He looked bothered by something, his brows drawn together in a deep frown as Ralph spoke. Does he not like the dinner plan? Or did he have something to do with the “Tia” Ralph mentioned?

, she offered to carry my luggage. I heard footsteps approach us. Looking up to see who it was, I saw it was Ralph. 3 years must have been more than enough time to become sexier. I remember him making fun of my teeth every chance he got. But I got braces later, and fast forward to now, and I have the perfect set of teeth. He looks to be 6” 2 tall now.

The smell alone was already far more appealing than anything the previous cook had ever served. Beside her, Maddie picked up a small bowl of salad. “Watching my weight,” Maddie had declared earlier with dramatic seriousness. Maya glanced sideways at her friend’s plate as they carried their trays toward an empty table. Watching her weight? Maya resisted the urge to roll her eyes. If Maddie kept “watching her weight” like that, one strong gust of wind might eventually carry her away. The girl was already so thin it was borderline ridiculous. But then again…

Pa commands, and they oblige, I feel like breaking their stupid faces. I concentrate on my food but can't help but notice that Ralph can't take his eyes off me. " Is there something you want to tell me?" I question " Sorry, you just look alot like my dead wife Rieka" He says, almost making me choke, and I can hear my heart beat in my ears from fear. ' How do I still look like my before self, I am alot thinner now, and my face looks nothing like before' " That's impossible" I say with a laugh

“he always find a way to get on my nerves! He is just so….. Gina got cut off when ralph walked into the kitchen topless, she stared at him for a while, not knowing what to say to him. Yes, it was july, and it was pretty hot, but that isn’t enough reason for him to walk around topless like a male whore. Despite being mad, she still couldn’t deny the fact that he looked good. With those perfectly built body of his, it was just impossible not to stare at him. “carry on” he said with a side glance as he picked up a coffee mug

“Alright, alright. Drink this while it’s still warm quickly, please; I gotta get to my office today. Anyway, Alejandro managed to return just in time to give those Larks a piece of his mind, so everything’s even. ‘Sides, he even capitalized on them showing up at his front door to make them sign the contract right there and then, so hey, not exactly a fruitless fiasco, is it?” Tiffany looked at the soup and felt her stomach churning in retaliation. “I. Don’t. Want. It,” she declared. “I’ve been drinking the same damn soup every day! I wasn’t even this chubby-lumpy when I was pregnant, but since this confinement happened, I’ve been adding thirty pounds to myself! Thanks to this soup, I need to

Work had been a bitch, and I’d needed this release to reset. “Hope you worked off your frustration,” Ralph, the owner of the training center and my personal instructor since I’d moved to D.C., said dryly. Short and stocky, he had the powerful build of a fighter and a mean mug, but deep down, he was a teddy bear. He’d knock my lights out if I ever told him or anyone else that though. “You looked like you had a personal vendetta against Harper.” Ralph named all the training dummies after TV characters or real-life people he didn’t like.

The smirk melted off Charles’s face, his eyes widening as he realized just who he had been so disrespectful to. PhreyCo was a powerhouse in the business world—one of the largest corporations in the country. And Ralph was the CEO. “Since many of you are so interested in knowing who I am,” Ralph said calmly, “I’m Ralph Humphrey. And this remarkable woman by my side is Vivian, my wife.” He paused, his gaze fixed. “And trust me when I say, she’s worth more than you’ll ever know.” Charles’s face went blank, his mouth opening and closing as he struggled to find words, taken aback by the confession.

" His unruffled demeanor rendered Ralph speechless. Seraphine had basically raised herself as a personal enemy at this point. After everything, wasn't Elliot supposed to help her? This was the perfect chance to play the hero! Why wasn't he taking it? Ralph was nearly dying of secondhand anxiety. However, Elliott kept his eyes on the phone and suddenly smirked. Ralph squinted, confused why he was even smiling at a time like this. He then burst into a rare laugh. "That's my sweet pea. When she strikes back, she never disappoints." Startled by the change in his expression, Ralph quickly grabbed his phone and refreshed the news feed. Then, there it was. "Breaking Scandal: Jeriton Trust Fund Baby