The Diet Fantasy Novels & Stories

Mom says and now she and the little one are against me. “Before I met Oliver I ate well, but he led me down the wrong path and I ended up giving in, in the last two months we've eaten so much junk food...” Allison says looking at me. “Even though he’s not on those diets based on chicken, sweet potatoes, and shakes, he’s like a rotten egg when he’s on those diets.” My father says, spreading jam on his toast. “He looks beautiful, he doesn’t need any diet, and he certainly won’t invent fashions...” Allison says, taking my hand.

I ask, already mentally planning the fastest route home where I can get him out of this costume and away from Dante before anything else goes catastrophically wrong. “FAST FOOD!” Daxton announces with the enthusiasm of someone who’s just discovered the meaning of life. “As a celebration! For being the best team!” “That sounds reasonable,” Dante says before I can object. “Big days deserve a meal together.” Oh no. “Actually,” I jump in quickly, “I was thinking we could go home and I could make your favorite! Dinosaur nuggets! Way better than fast food. And healthier!” Daxton’s face falls slightly. “But we always have dinosaur nuggets . . .”

Ela’s house – “Ela where is french toast? Are you forgot I had told you to make french toast for Adson?” Ela’s mom were shouting at Ela while sitting on dining table… there was everyone present accept Ela… she was in kitchen making french toast for her brother… “Yes mom it’s.. its just ready ah!!” Ela scream in pain as her hand got burn… “What the hell… cant she make breakfast on time? She know I have a strict schedule but still she doing this so I get late”

"I don't know. What do you like on your pie?" "Vegetarian," I blurp out. My brain short-circuits. "I mean—meat. I love meat. Just... no processed junk. Nitrates are bad for the shift." Finn’s chuckle is dark. He walks around the island, his movements fluid despite the head injury. "So you only like to put things that are good for you in your mouth. Is that the rule, Val?" I glare at him. My notepad is trembling in my hand. "It's called a diet, Finn. Try it. Maybe you wouldn't be rotting in a villa while Ryan Burns is out there taking your minutes."

Nor had she ever seen such an eclectic collection of oddities. She picked up a pair of boots, vinyl, with a huge, plastic zipper. A vague memory of a porn film she had accidentally flipped on one late night flashed through her mind. Dominatrix, she believed it was called. She dropped the boots and sank onto a little bench sitting against the wall across from the racks of costumes. Fantasies. She had never had a sexual fantasy. All her sexual thoughts had always centered on Steve and their quiet sex life. All she had ever wanted was his hands on her, his lips telling her the things she wanted to hear.

"And I'm grown. Ain't nobody about to shame me for getting mine." Frances leaned forward. "You're really in love with a prisoner." "I think I might be," Diane said, her voice softer now. "Crazy, right?" Frances took another bite of her garnished goat ribs. "Crazy, but kind of hot. If I didn't know you, I would say you were living in a fantasy. But this is so real, it's ridiculous." "It's real, alright." Diane stood and grabbed the empty juice bottle from the table. "You keep eating. I'm heading to the kitchen to grab more from the fridge."

Seeking Deeper Fantasy is set in Stark city, where Corey Lawson, a 31 years old faces challenges as he discovers that the woman he is in love with, Kisha Prime, is the reason his whole childhood became a nightmare. Driven by resilience, he takes Legacy Woodwork to a greater height. Kisha Prime, a 25 years old, raised by her stepfather Morgan Lawson, the man who abandons his family to be with his one true love, Marla. Sharing deep memories together of life, but unfortunately are not allowed to be together because of the hatred between both families. Robert Prime, deeply in love with Marla orchestrated a wedge between Morgan and Marla by getting married to her against her will. Mor

And so, dinner began and everyone helped themselves to the generous offering of roasted meat, steamed vegetables, grilled fish, and a variety of fresh fruits. No wonder everyone here looks fit, Erin mused internally. With a diet like this that was devoid of fat, refined sugars, and MSG, none of these people will ever have to worry about the possibility of gaining weight or the struggle that came with trying to shed the excess. Aren’t they just lucky! “It is good to finally see a smile on your lips,” said a familiar male voice beside her. “I was beginning to worry that you might develop many wrinkles around your always puckered lips before we reach Denai’ Vena.”

“You… wouldn’t be thinking of fucking her, would you?” Michael blinked Lucy’s eyes in surprise. “No…” He trailed off, thinking about it. “I suppose if I’m honest I’d quite like to, but it would probably hurt our relationship, and I won’t risk that.” Lucy seemed satisfied with his answer and remained silent while he concentrated on getting food from the bowl to his (her) mouth without spilling it. It was surprisingly difficult, and as for getting the coffee mug in the right place. “I am never going to take the simple act of eating for granted again,” he griped. However, by the end of the little meal he had Lucy’s arms and hands pretty well under control.

I cannot wait to see the entire pack again tonight. Rushing back down to the heavenly smell of bacon frying, I find Elle sitting at the island in the kitchen just watching Dante cook. She seems to be so confused about something and does not even notice me walking in at first. As I sit down next to her, I give her a small greeting. "I hate to ask this, but do you guys have anything else to eat besides eggs and meat? As you know I do not eat meat very often and I would prefer to not change my diet so dramatically." Elle says quietly.