Vim Fitness Cambridge Novels & Stories

Tinu yelped, offering a thank you as she watched the security man open up the glass sliding door for her to step out. "The UV light towel warmer will be brought in by Phoebe in the next 2 hours. Place a call to the yoga master and lady in charge of fitness unit, I need to hear from her about the training being organized, Anthony. " Bambi ordered, facing a young man with brown spectacles rested beautifully on his nose and striped handkerchief encircling his neck. He nodded, dabbing off dirt from his shoes. "I'll ma, That lady - Dorcas Johnson has called earlier today to inform us of the turn - out of the fitness programme. I apologize for failing to inform you."

A Slut My whole body was drenched in sweat when I stood up from the leg press machine. I was still panting when I walked and took a clean towel. Camish has spent most of his time in this area since discovering this gym. His body is already filling out with muscles, and he's only getting bigger, that’s why when he lifted me, I was as light as a feather. Then he'd invite me to go swimming in the sea while Caleb was preoccupied with Sheena.

If you can beat that, you can beat anyone. Jumping on my back foot wrong, I fall to the cool ground and grab at my ankle. "Shit," I seethe, rubbing the sensitive muscle. Man, I hope I didn't sprang it. "Haven't you heard, girls don't belong in a man's gym," Camden says walking toward the water fountain. Standing from the floor I roll my eyes at his assumption. "We'll see about that when I'm whooping your ass in sparring." "Good luck. You better call your friends... you'll need the help," he whispers into my ear from behind before walking off. His words tickle the sensitive skin of my ear, running a shiver down my back.

A black and silver sign above the glass doors read: RAPID FITNESS – Elite Training. I had found the place through a desperate late-night search for “intense personal training near me.” The reviews were brutal but effective, people said the head trainer, Jax Voss, didn’t just sculpt bodies. He broke them down and rebuilt them into something stronger. Something obedient. I needed that. I needed to feel something other than lost. I pushed open the door and stepped inside. The gym smelled of sweat, steel, and pure testosterone. Heavy bass music pulsed through the speakers. The walls were mirrored, reflecting rows of weights, machines, and people pushing their bodies to the limit.

Saturday. London, United Kingdom. VALENTINO KEPT HER HEAD low while shoveling food into her mouth. She was just another patron at the little café that routinely served the club crowd in this part of London. Fliers and stickers for Club Ibiza were still stuck to the corkboard by the register. With one hand she scooped up another mouthful, hardly tasting the dish she'd ordered while scrolling her phone with the other. She'd half expected to cut and run from today's meet, so she hadn't used good equipment. Right now all the camera and audio feeds were uploading. In moments it would be off the machine she'd left behind and on her private, secure server for review later.

I’d been avoiding him for three days. Well, trying to. Hard to do when we lived across the hall from each other. I’d see him in the morning leaving for work, catch glimpses of him in the hallway. We’d nod, say polite hellos, pretend that almost-kiss hadn’t happened. Pretend I didn’t go to bed every night thinking about his hand on my face, his breath on my mouth. By day four, I was restless and frustrated and needed to burn off energy. The building gym was open twenty-four hours. At midnight, it would be empty. I changed into leggings and a sports bra, grabbed my water bottle, and headed down. The gym was on the second floor. Small but well-equipped. Weights, machines, a treadmill,

“Cameron, are you at the high school? I haven’t got long…” “I’m in the gym at high school,” Cameron said quickly. “I don’t know where Heath is. There is about a hundred of the pack here, Aislen. The place is spelled some how so we can’t leave and I - ” Aislen jerked as she was pulled back into Leighton’s workshop. Her eyelids felt stiff as she opened her eyes. “Cameron’s at the gym at the high school,” she said. “He’s alright, but Heath isn’t with him. I need to try to reach Heath,” she said to Sigrid urgently.

I whispered to myself. “Let's go, Calli”, Nica grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. I was amazed at what I saw, it was so vast and so many equipments here. The kettle bells, horizontal seated leg press, cable biceps bar, chest press, rowing machines, hanging leg raise, thread mill and many more. The boxing ring can be seen in the middle of this fitness gym. “Have you decided yet?”, Greyson asked as he stopped punching the punching bag. He took some water and drank it. I can see his beautiful adams apple every time he swallows. I looked away when he turned to me.

"As a first timer, you're entitled to a free hour of personal training. We could do that tonight or make an appointment for later in the week." "Oh, I really can’t." She wrinkled her nose. "I’m not a full-time member." "Ah." He winked. "You’re here on a temporary pass. That’s fine. You can’t be expected to make up your mind if you don’t get the full experience. I can assure you, though, that L-fitness is the best gym in Fairview." Brett appeared from behind Jamie. "The experience comes in full package," he said, coming around and behind Daisy to slide his arms around her waist, "when you’re the owner’s girlfriend."

a familiar woman said, averting Xander’s attention. Xander sat up to see Camilla leaning against the door frame of the gym entrance. Her long black hair was in its usual braid down her narrow back. She wore her purple workout bra and a pair of black yoga pants, showing off her incredible form. She had a feminine body, but she also had abs revealing how much she worked out and how strong she truly was. Her chocolate milk brown eyes turned in his direction and her perfect cherry red lips were tilted upward in a sly smile.