Thickthighs Stories

I love him but he only dates skinny girls they say ...........

An beautiful young Wynter Marie full of insecurities with a crazy life fell in love with the calm to her storm

Reasons Why Thick thighs are better than skinny thighs.

Amnesia's about forgetting memories-not about making your ex-wife your wife once more! Eminent musician Jessica Reed was just re-entering the show business after a messy divorce when she receives a call that will put all her plans of regaining her position as the Untouchable Female Singer on hold: her ex-husband, Anthony Hughes, has just been in an accident that has resulted in a severe case of amnesia-a condition that has left him without any recollections of their divorce. While Jessica still harbors feelings for her old flame, she isn't certain nor confident that she'll be able to act as Anthony's wife without falling for him again and undoing the divorce papers. However, when Anthony's manager blackmails Jessica, she finds herself reliving the old days-times when she and Anthony were happily in love and married. But when Jessica discovers Anthony's been keeping a secret from her after a few months of playing wife, she must decide if her passion is enough to trust the man who betrayed her-trust him with her heart, and trust him with her secrets.

Some of Us are blessed with Thick Thighs and some of us aren't. Sometimes having big thighs are good and sometimes they aren't. In this book I'm going to tell you about the Up's and downs of having Thick Thighs.

"Your shorts are ripped." "Damn it." Thick Thighs and White Lies highest: #1 in Ripped (hot section) highest: #53 in Thick highest: #1 in Thick Thighs (hot and new section) highest: #3 in Pants (new section)

Mᴀᴊᴏʀɪᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴀʀᴛ ɪs ғᴀɴᴀʀᴛ ғᴏʀ ʙᴏᴏᴋs ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴏʀ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴsᴇᴘᴛ ᴏғ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋs ɪ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ғᴀɴᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ɪ ᴀᴍ 100% ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀs ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ @ ᴍʏ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴅᴀʏ♡

HAHAHAHA I LOOK SO GOOD FOR NO REASON LMFAO.

It was supposed to be just rugby. Just one season. Keep my head down, do my job, maybe flirt a little too much on team nights out - nothing serious. Then Talia Quinn happened. Our captain. Ice-cold, terrifyingly composed, and magnetic in a way that made breathing optional. We weren't allowed to fall for each other - not in front of the press, not on a team under a microscope, not when everything we touched could become a headline. But we did. And we tried to hide it. In glances. In text threads. In one-bed hotel rooms and quiet stretches of hallway. I thought it would hurt to love her like that - in silence. But what hurt more... was imagining never loving her at all. This isn't just a story about rugby. It's about choosing someone even when it's complicated. Even when you're scared. Even when the world might watch. It's about her. And me. And all the things we built in the quiet - until we were ready to be loud.