TRIGGERS: fat shaming, physical assault; discussions of physical and emotional abuse, abandonment, and sexual exploitation of a minor; symptoms of complex PTSD, chronic illness
Thick as a Brick
He calls me perfect. And I call him a threat to my heart.
Tattoos, boyish charm, a million-dollar bank balance, and a faulty filter between his brain and his mouth? That’s romance author, Drew Katterman.
Big boobs, tiny waist, wide hips, and a painful case of self-consciousness? That’s me, up-and-coming audiobook narrator, Zelda Gordon.
Drew’s fans call him brilliant. His detractors call him a playboy.
My reviewers call me talented. My enemies call me opportunistic.
Drew? He calls me perfect. And I call him a threat to my heart because he’s flirtatious, fun, and rich. He also has a gorgeous girlfriend, and I want only a professional relationship with him to prove my detractors wrong. Right?
So why do his sexy smile and kind words inspire ideas that have nothing to do with a microphone and a manuscript?
My competitors may be wrong about me sleeping my way to success, but they’re correct about one thing: I’m in this business to succeed. Screwing with Drew Katterman can only break my heart and prove the competition right.
TRIGGERS: bullying, verbal abuse, fat shaming, body dysmorphic disorder, hospitalization, physical assault, self-harm, chronic illness
Fatkini
Love isn’t one-size-fits-all.
Big boobs, tiny waist, wide hips, and long legs. That's me, Zelda Gordon.
The world calls me plus-sized.
My parents call me voluptuous.
My ex-boyfriend Tristan? He called me an embarrassment, so I kicked him outta my house and outta my life. But the damage was done and my confidence crawled into the gutter with him.
Until two of the sexiest, sweetest guys I've ever met lifted me up.
Drew and Aithan call me a Valkyrie, they call me beautiful, and they love me just the way I am. And you know what? I think I can learn to love myself, too. Unless jealousy rears its ugly head and murders our happiness just as it's taking shape.
Because an ex's spite is more dangerous than my curves.
TRIGGERS: verbal abuse, fat shaming, body dysmorphic disorder, physical assault; discussions of physical and emotional abuse, abandonment, and sexual exploitation of a minor; symptoms of complex PTSD, chronic illness
The Skinny
How can you see your way to happiness when you can’t even see yourself?
Big boobs, tiny waist, wide hips, and long legs. That’s still me, Zelda Gordon.
The world still calls me plus-sized.
My parents still call me voluptuous.
Drew and Aithan? They call me sexy, beautiful…and blind.
Why blind? Because I can’t see myself clearly when I put on that fatkini and look in the mirror. The woman looking back is insecure, overweight, and ugly. I may be professionally successful and loved by two — Maybe three? — hot, generous guys, but I’ve got a long way to go before my brain and my body agree.
It doesn’t help that my half-sister’s screwing with my head, and my jerk ex-boyfriend keeps showing up.
And that murderous monster Spite? It’s still running free, and its teeth are sharper than sh*t.
TRIGGERS: verbal abuse, fat shaming, physical assault; discussions of physical and emotional abuse, abandonment, and sexual exploitation of a minor, medical emergency, hospitalization; symptoms of complex PTSD, chronic illness
Thick and Thin
Sometimes life drags love through thick and thin.
Big boobs, tiny waist, wide hips, and long legs. Hell yes, that’s me, Zelda Gordon.
The world calls me plus-sized.
Tobias calls me his friend.
Drew and Aithan? Those sexy, loving fellas call me theirs and I call them mine.
When I look in the mirror, I’m starting to see the beautiful woman my guys love. We’ve finally put the murderous spite of ex-everybodies behind us and settled into a peaceful life in our new home.
Or so we thought until time and stress come at me with a vengeance, malice burns Aithan where it hurts the most, and worry crashes Drew’s writing mojo into a brick wall.
That monster spite may be taking a breather, but life’s dragging our love and friendships through the thick of it.
TRIGGERS: verbal abuse, fat shaming, physical assault; discussions of physical and emotional abuse, abandonment, and sexual exploitation and grooming of a minor; symptoms of complex PTSD, chronic illness
Thinly Veiled
Nobody’s gonna throw shade on my sunshine.
Big boobs, tiny waist, wide hips, and long legs. That’s definitely me, Zelda Gordon.
I don’t care if the world calls me plus-sized, and I’ve learned to stop caring if my sister calls me flawed.
Because I’m about to call those sexy, loving fellas, Drew and Aithan, my husbands.
When I look in the mirror, I finally see the beautiful woman my men love. We’ve survived a hellish year, and we're on track for happiness. Until greed slithers from the dark corners of Drew's past, and pride tries to drive a wedge between Aithan and me.
That monster, Spite, brought along its wicked cousins, Avarice and Scorn. They're crafting thinly veiled threats, but our unconventional family is ready to tear them apart. Because nothing will stand in our way. Nothing will ruin our happiness.
Nothing.
TRIGGERS: verbal abuse, physical assault, domestic violence, murder; discussions of physical and emotional abuse, abandonment of a minor; symptoms of complex PTSD, chronic illness, pregnancy, labor and delivery
Thicker than Water
Some blessings arrive when you least expect them.
Plus-sized? Puh-lease. Don’t label me.
That's my new mantra. I'm Zelda Mazur Katterman, and I don't care if I don’t fit society's mold. Not when Drew and Aithan, my sexy, loving husbands, have shown me what true beauty is. Who cares about cultural “standards” when I have two amazing men by my side?
Oh, and my reflection in the mirror? I see a woman who's conquered life, love, and even those back-stabbing monsters Greed, Spite, and Pride. I've found my happy place, wrapped in the arms of my wonderful little family.
But life has a way of dropping obstacles in our path, and this time it’s two untimely surprises that’ll change everything. For better or worse? I’ll decide that … after I stop freaking out.