Aloof Woman Novels & Stories

The screen flickered to life, showing a woman with seductive, half-lidded eyes, whom I recognized as me. The video was recorded in a familiar setting—the clinic, during one of Rodrick's treatments for my illness. A woman's moan came from the video. I looked at the two of them and asked, "What do you want to do?" Colby took a step forward. "You've got to help us out, Brianna. You're a huge hit on foreign internet sites now, and men are crazy about you." He held up his hand and named a figure. "We'll give you this much for one night."

Quiet at first, but spreading quickly like wildfire. An older woman nearby glanced at me with wide eyes. She had just been making small talk with someone but froze as she recognized me. “Is that… Aurora?” she whispered. “She used to be a dancer, you know,” another voice said softly. “She was a good dancer, very good moves then, she was famous for it.” “But now… now she’s a lunatic,” someone else whispered. And then, the real cruelty began. “Word is she slept around with the inmates in that mental hospital. Not just mentally unstable, but probably infected too.

last-s Ergebu pass passhol Aiden was reluctant to answer and focused on smoking his cigarette. "Hello sexy," said a beautiful woman in a skimpy outfit. She clung shamelessly to Aiden's arm. "Get lost!" exclaimed Aiden, pushing the woman's arm away. "Tsk, you're still cold to me. I've been chasing you for months," the woman said in a spoiled and seductive tone. She took a seat on the chair next to Aiden. Aiden was silent and reluctant to answer her exclamations. "He's moved on now, Lala." Louis exclaimed with a huff.

The chubby woman said. Althea balled her fists, offended that they had to mention Oscar's name in front of her. And what? She tried to wrap herself with a prominent billionaire? What's so wrong in loving someone just because they are wealthy and you're not? Her fists tightened with each passing second. She would have quietly left without saying a word if they had complied and put off the cigarettes but they're being adamant and getting on her nerves. Just then, she saw Lynx approaching with a Warden. She turned quickly, raising her right hand and calling on the Warden.

“And said I came here to get fucked.” Her eyes lifted to his, blazing with fury and heartbreak. “Aren’t you my damn husband?” The bat came down hard. CRACK. The laptop shattered, the screen bursting into splinters. CRASH. Another hit, and the wood of the desk splintered, deep cracks crawling across the glossy surface. THUD. Papers flew into the air, scattering like feathers. “You don’t talk! You don’t look at me anymore! You don’t even see me!” she cried, swinging again and again, her sobs breaking between each hit. “You hide behind work, behind that stupid glass tower, like you’re the only one who’s hurting!”

“Who's this woman everyone seems to talk about? I heard someone talk about the strange female Alpha, who's she?" Radolf questioned his Beta, Mario. “I don't know too, news has it, that her identity is hidden" He respectfully responded. For weeks, Radolf had been in love with the woman whom everyone talked about. Some said she was human while some said she was a feral like them. Of course she was human because if she wasn't, how would she have set a pack up?

I bring my fist down on the table, causing soup to spill from my bowl, and shout, "Sit the fuck down!" She jumps, a squeak of fear erupting from her throat. She quickly pours herself a bowl of soup and sits, her legs collapsing beneath her so her ass hits the wooden seat with teeth-jarring force. I smile in dark amusement. This disheveled woman with rings of exhaustion beneath her eyes, no makeup, no jewellery, simple clothing and hair in wild disarray is a side of my wife I've never seen. I wish she was ugly, but I find her just as attractive as ever. Perhaps more so. This Luna is vulnerable, approachable. She looks like she's been freshly fucked. She looks like she's begging to be fucked a

He tried to bury his annoyance every time he thought about that because Alfie was his friend, and it wasn't the woman's fault that she had met Alfie first. Alfie smirked at him mockingly, but he winced when Fabian pressed him against the wall. “Man, she's a whore. So many men have tasted her. She's a pro gold digger. A woman like her will suck you dry, and not until you're crawling in the mud with her will she stop.” Alfie smirked at him, “Are you one of the ones who's gone crazy for her? She's so good, right? Her cunt feels like heaven, it's so tight -”

Adolpho parted his lips to say something, but a lady's voice resounded, causing all five of them to turn their heads over and see Lady Cathryn, who was draped in a long white sleeveless dress that sparkled under the luminous light of the chandelier, walking towards them. "Mr. Avalamzo, it's so good to see you." She extended her pale hand and exchanged a handshake with Adepe . Her eyes shifted to Loreen, and she raised her brow in surprise. Who was this girl? She was sure that she never heard of Adepe getting married or having a girlfriend. She shifted her gaze back to Adepe and a mischievous smile spread across her lips. "Your girlfriend?" Adepe turned his head and glanced at her with an exp

“She’s flat as a board. With that, that frizzy hair. And she’s freakishly short, Amelia. She’s really, really short. I only date models. Gorgeous woman with legs for days. Full, supple chests Smooth, sleek hair.” Okay, Alfred, whatever you say, Amelia smiled to herself. But Alfred wasn’t done. “And she’s so violent. Rough. I like my women feminine. Soft. She’s a brute, really.” “You’re just saying that because she always beat you when you fought.” It was true. As kids, Olivia and Alfred had fought more than a few times. Olivia was a strong wolf, fast and agile. Alfred – not so much. Olivia had pinned him. Every. Single. Time.