One year later…
“Did you (pant) fucking talk to (huff) HOA like I (gasp) told you?” I wheezed as Aaron helped me wiggle through the front door of the condo.
I had to turn sideways just to squeeze thr...
2025-06-23 03:05:00 +0000 UTC View PostI glanced at Autumn, who gave me the tiniest smirk over the rim of her glass—silent, sparkly pep talk. I smirked back, then looked up at Aaron, my eyes heavy-lidded, lips parted, breath still coming in short little gasps from eating like a total pig....
2025-06-19 22:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostAaron?
White tee. Blue jeans.
Basically my look in guy form. Jaw sharper than I remembered, but the boyish good looks? Still there—just deeper now.
More defined.
Like life had roughed him up just enough to make him even ...
2025-06-11 20:35:18 +0000 UTC View Post
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2025-05-30 03:52:24 +0000 UTC View PostIt was a Saturday—the kind of early summer evening that made everything feel golden and possible.
The sun hung low over Seattle, casting everything in that soft, buttery light. Sky was clear, just over eighty degrees. The kind of evening that f...
2025-05-30 01:09:17 +0000 UTC View PostWhat is Annalisa up to?
2025-05-30 01:04:43 +0000 UTC View PostSpring slowly melted towards summer, and to my slight surprise—though let’s be real, not that surprised—I just kept growing.
And not because I was trying. Because once I started eating? I usually couldn’t stop. LOL, but ...
2025-05-17 18:00:08 +0000 UTC View PostIn the days that followed I numbed the fuck out.
Couldn’t believe it. Chase—such an ass.
Except… yeah. I could.
And maybe that was the worst part.
Somewhere deep, buried under wine and cake, I knew he wasn’t wro...
2025-05-08 19:10:37 +0000 UTC View PostThank you for listening :) Buying this clip will help raise money for more audio projects with the amazing Katrina Medina!
2025-05-08 18:58:41 +0000 UTC View PostFebruary rolled in with rain and roses, and Jordan took Valentine’s Day like it was a sport, just like he did last year. He fed me an entire pink cake for breakfast, kissed my fingers clean, and spent the rest of the day pressed between my thighs, wh...
2025-05-04 22:18:54 +0000 UTC View PostI'm sure some of you have probably listened to this audio of Annalisa before on Amazon or Audible, but I’m posting it here available to buy as a one time purchase, as a way to try and raise funds for Katrina Medina to become the voice of Cel Monroe, and making Cel's story into...
2025-05-04 22:06:58 +0000 UTC View PostI knew the holidays were gonna be tricky this year.
Still wasn’t speaking to Mom—so Christmas? I could skip. Guilt-free. A gift to myself.
Thanksgiving at Dad’s? No dodging that one.
So I made an executive decision—both Chase ...
2025-05-01 22:06:56 +0000 UTC View PostBefore the title of 'The Secret Life of Cel Monroe' gets set in stone, I thought I'd do a poll and ask all of you what you think the title of this story should be. It can be tricky, as I want people to know what it is, but also don't want to be too on the nose if this becomes a paperback that pe...
2025-04-30 21:42:20 +0000 UTC View PostSpring melted into summer, the days blurring together—not by calendars or checklists, but by cravings and comfort.
It was dreamy. Like life had hit pause just for me. Slowed down. Sweetened up.
And I let it.
One bite. One breath. On...
2025-04-30 18:21:58 +0000 UTC View PostAs well as everything was going with OnlyFans and now Patreon, not to mention Cel Monroe’s Insta hitting 900K thirsty-as-fuck followers, the impending tragedy of Chase probably leaving for SoCal in April had me feeling some kind of way.
Sure, J...
2025-04-20 16:37:53 +0000 UTC View PostI hauled my lazy, wine-soaked ass down to my building’s gym, which was technically smaller than the one in my old place—not that I needed much. A treadmill. Air-conditioning. Maybe a miracle.
I stepped onto that godforsaken ...
2025-04-12 00:05:02 +0000 UTC View PostIce shot through my veins.
I bolted upright so fast my whole body jiggled—belly, thighs, arms, everything—but I barely noticed, too busy gripping my phone like it might physically hold me together.
“Umm, video?” My voice ca...
2025-04-03 23:31:02 +0000 UTC View PostDays later, and I still couldn’t fucking believe fucking Sam Walters.
If karma existed, I'd be lounging on a velvet throne, sipping champagne while Jordan and Chase took turns rearranging fucking Sam’s smug, lying face into abstract art.
<... 2025-03-31 19:08:12 +0000 UTC View PostI didn’t know what the hell to do with myself for the rest of September. Felt like my life had been flipped upside down, dumped on the floor, and I just walked away, not even bothering to check the damage.
Of course, the boys called, texted—a...
2025-03-26 01:34:28 +0000 UTC View PostSummer went on, and the money kept pouring in.
My fans happily throwing cash at me—paying for my meals, my indulgences, my life. And yeah, I was spending. A lot.
First big move? Traded in the Jetta.
I...
2025-03-23 01:42:54 +0000 UTC View PostAnd that’s how it went that summer.
Jordan came over a night or two a week. Same with Chase. Sometimes more with Chase.
Which wasn’t something I was analyzing too hard.
I was doing better. Showing restraint. Con...
2025-03-19 01:14:24 +0000 UTC View PostAfterward, I didn’t move. Couldn’t.
I was too heavy, too stretched, my body sunk deep into the mattress, limbs useless, belly aching, so stuffed I could feel my heartbeat in it.
Jordan still had energy.
His lips brushed over mine,...
2025-03-19 00:30:09 +0000 UTC View PostI didn’t really know what to do with myself the rest of the day, what to do about Jordan, so I just stalled. Lounged. Stretched out on the couch, scrolling, zoning, doing absolutely nothing.
Took an edible.
Ordered burgers and fries.
<... 2025-03-08 18:43:04 +0000 UTC View PostI let out a breathy laugh, the kind that could melt butter or burn a man to the ground, depending on how I meant it. Right now? Scorching.
“Screw you, Chase.”
Still gripping my half-eaten slice, I gave a slow wiggle in his lap...
2025-03-06 23:42:47 +0000 UTC View PostThe next day, I met Jenna for brunch at Portage Bay Café, a place we used to hit religiously back when my life wasn’t a full-blown, no-brakes, popcorn-worthy circus.
I think we both missed how it used to be.
This? Our little pea...
2025-02-28 18:00:12 +0000 UTC View PostThanks for your support, it is very much appreciated.
The elevator dinged, doors sliding open, and I lurched out, already out of breath, wiggling my way toward Reboot like I wasn’t about to explode out of my outf...
2025-02-24 03:02:57 +0000 UTC View PostMy heart was still racing as I tossed the last of my bags into the trunk. Fucking Jordan. Somehow, it had never crossed my mind that one of my fans might actually be someone that knows me.
I tossed my purse inside and flopped into the driver’s ...
2025-02-22 19:13:08 +0000 UTC View PostConfidence—and an endless supply of takeout—carried me through February and into March. Decadent meals, indulgent moments, and all the fun I could handle. Work? Total slacker mode. If Sam couldn’t even face me, why should I care?
My O...
2025-02-21 03:26:34 +0000 UTC View PostThat first Monday morning in January hit hard, dragging along the fallout from my post-Christmas free-for-all.
The aftermath stuck to me like glitter after New Year’s—impossible to shake and showing up in all the wrong places. Cookies stashed...
2025-02-16 06:16:31 +0000 UTC View Post