Romance Novels With Fat Heroines Novels & Stories

"Her mom's a witch. Her dad's a demon.And she just wants to be ordinary.Being part of a demon raising is way less exciting than it sounds.Sydlynn Hayle's teen life couldn't be more complicated. Trying to please her coven is all a fantasy while the adventure of starting over in a new town and fending off a bully cheerleader who hates her are just the beginning of her troubles. What to do when delicious football hero Brad Peters--boyfriend of her cheer nemesis--shows interest? If only the darkly yummy witch, Quaid Moromond, didn't make it so difficult for her to focus on fitting in with the normal kids despite her paranormal, witchcraft laced home life. Forced to take on power she doesn't want to protect a coven who blames her for everything, only she can save her family's magic.If her family's distrust doesn't destroy her first.Hayle Coven Novels is created by Patti Larsen, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

Tess betrayed by her boyfriend left the city without telling a soul, with only one thing on her mind, “revenge”.

Her name was Cathedra. Leave her last name blank, if you will. Where normal people would read, "And they lived happily ever after," at the end of every fairy tale story, she could see something else. Three different things. Three words: Lies, lies, lies. A picture that moves. And a plea: Please tell them the truth. All her life she dedicated herself to becoming a writer and telling the world what was being shown in that moving picture. To expose the lies in the fairy tales everyone in the world has come to know. No one believed her. No one ever did. She was branded as a liar, a freak with too much imagination, and an orphan who only told tall tales to get attention. She was shunned away by society. Loveless. Friendless. As she wrote "The End" to her novels that contained all she knew about the truth inside the fairy tale novels she wrote, she also decided to end her pathetic life and be free from all the burdens she had to bear alone. Instead of dying, she found herself blessed with a second life inside the fairy tale novels she wrote, and living the life she wished she had with the characters she considered as the only friends she had in the world she left behind. Cathedra was happy until she realized that an ominous presence lurks within her stories. One that wanted to kill her to silence the only one who knew the truth.

Rose Watson spent years surviving two things: poverty… and David Robinson. Soccer prodigy. Male model. Arrogant jerk. He made fun of her weight and her poverty. She made sure he regretted opening his mouth. They fight. They insult each other. They can't stand being in the same room. Until one engagement changes everything. Forced to work side by side, Rose discovers that her worst enemy is hiding secrets she never expected—and David realizes the "fat girl" he mocked all his life is the only woman he can't walk away from. But when hatred turns into desire, and old wounds refuse to heal. Who will surrender first? Her biggest bully. His greatest nemesis. One love story neither of them saw coming. Fat Girl's Nemesis — a hilarious, emotional enemies-to-lovers romance filled with banter, heartbreak, jealousy, and a love worth fighting for.

What happens when a wedding planner has to work alongside a temperamental and annoying bride's brother to plan the wedding of the year? Chaos, pure chaos. The last thing Violet needed was a man to touch her slightly not so flat stomach (or perhaps it was a little more than slightly not to flat) and press her against a wall. She wasn't a model, and she knew it. So naturally, she just sucks her stomach in. Violet prided herself on creating the best weddings society has ever seen, the last thing she needed was to go head to head with the bride's brother, when planning Melbourne's biggest wedding of the year. Alex was everything Violet could dream about, but not touch. Handsome, built straight out of a magazine with the six pack. Was his interest in Violet genuine, or just another charm for the bedrest?

My competitive eater classmate, Selina Reeves, bound me to a fat transfer system. No matter how much food she ate, I was the one who gained weight. Later, she was named one of the top 100 food bloggers while I ballooned to 200 pounds and lost my job. My boyfriend did not seem to mind. He even proposed with unwavering confidence. A month later, Selina entered a competitive eating contest and devoured 20 pounds of ribs in one sitting. The excessive fat intake triggered acute hypertension, and I died on the spot. My husband inherited my substantial fortune, then turned around and married Selina without a second thought. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself three months in the past. Selina's food streaming career was just starting to gain traction, and I still weighed 90 pounds. This time, I snatched the ten-inch cake right out of her hands and ate every last bite. She had no idea I had bound myself to a food transfer system. No matter how much I ate, it would transfer to her stomach tenfold.

Alpha Sherwood called me fat, barren, and boring — in front of hundreds of witnesses. Just a year later, I’m unrecognizable. He isn’t. There’s a secret I’ve been carrying since one reckless night with a stranger I never expected to see again — and an ultrasound photo I can’t afford to let anyone find. My family sold me once for an alliance. Now they’re selling me again — to Alpha Jason Salford, a man hiding behind a wheelchair and a lie his own grandmother helped him tell. He has no idea who just walked back into his world. Or what she’s hiding beneath her dress.

“You’re too fat to be my Luna.” Those seven words from my fated mate destroyed me. Alpha Derek rejected me in front of the entire pack, chose my skinny stepsister instead, and made my life a living hell. They starved me, beat me, and laughed as I suffered. But I survived. I escaped. I transformed. And I became everything they said I could never be. Now I’m back—stronger, fiercer, and mated to the most powerful Lycan King in existence. Derek’s on his knees, begging for a second chance. Too bad I’m done being the weak, broken girl he threw away. This time, I’m the one doing the rejecting.

​"You don't deserve to be my Luna. Leave." ​For three years, Kimberly has been the secret punchline of the Silver-Claw pack. Labeled "barren," "fat," and "useless" by her own husband, Alpha Daven, she has spent every day trying to shrink herself to earn a sliver of his affection. She endured the mockery of his concubines, the coldness of her own parents, and the isolation of a marriage that never was. ​But tonight, at the annual ballroom summit, the mask finally slips. After a public humiliation engineered by her rivals and a brutal confrontation that leaves her gasping for air on the ballroom floor, Kimberly realizes the truth: she isn't just failing as a Luna—she is being destroyed by the man who vowed to protect her. ​Broken, discarded, and standing amidst the wreckage of her life, Kimberly makes a choice that will shake the pack to its core. She is done being the "good girl." ​She is done being a victim. It’s time for the unwanted Luna to reclaim her life, even if she has to burn the pack down to do it.

I walked in on my own birthday cake and my sister in my fiancé's bed. Same night, same house, same face as mine — because Noel and I are twins, and she's spent her whole life proving she can take anything that's ever been mine. He hit me for calling her a liar. She smiled when he did it. So I did the one thing neither of them saw coming. I got in my car. I found the nearest bar. I kissed a stranger like he could erase three years in one night. I didn't ask his name. Didn't need it — until it was on every headline in the country the next morning, and I was the scandal standing next to it. Ace Stone doesn't marry for love. He marries because his grandfather's will gave him ninety days and no room to lose his empire to a boardroom full of vultures. I don't marry for money. I marry because my mother's heart won't survive the paperwork it takes to say no. Twenty million dollars. A ring that isn't mine. One rule: don't feel anything real. We were supposed to be better liars than this. Because somewhere between the cameras and the countdown and the ex-fiancé who thinks I'm still his to reclaim, Ace Stone stopped performing. He pulled me off a dark street with his hands shaking harder than mine. He told a nurse I was family. He didn't sound like he was lying. My sister isn't finished with me. She never is. But I've spent my whole life being the "before" to someone else's "after" — too much space, not enough silence, never quite what anyone ordered. I'm done being edited down to fit. He married a scandal. He has no idea what she's about to become.