Aloof Woman Novels & Stories

"To think I'd reasoned you'd be the best chance to take down the Alpha of Guttenbrieg as his wife and daughter of one of the greatest enchantresses I've had the pleasure of meeting. Yet, you cannot figure out how to break the magic seal on a letter. You are as pathetic as she was." "She?" My ears are wide open like satellite dishes. "Who's she?" Absalon cocks his head at an angle, giving me that look that I know means he thinks I'm pitiful. "Who else but the only woman who has loved that foolish werewolf. Except"—realisation dawns on him by the dumbfounded countenance he sports—"you love him!"

But to Aleah, the thick makeup seemed unnecessary, hiding what was likely an already striking face. “He won’t mind, trust me. Look at him—he’s out cold,” the woman said confidently, her lips curving into a smug smile. “If anything, I bet he’d love waking up to someone like me. I mean, no offense—you’re cute, but you’re way too plain. A man with his energy and... raw sexiness? Yeah, he needs someone like me. We’d be perfect together. A match made in heaven,” she added, tossing her hair dramatically. Aleah’s jaw tightened. Her plain style wasn’t something she usually cared about, but the way this woman had casually thrown it in her face made her blood boil. Who was she to judge?

There were several club whores hanging outside, smoking. Chloe noticed the looks they threw Alfie’s way, but not once did he look in their direction. “Those women want you,” she said, whispering against his ear. Alfie laughed. “Babe, they want every single man. Their mission is to have the title of banging every single clubman they can. Some of them want to get the whole set.” “Ew.” “They’re going to be sadly upset. I’m not banging anyone.” “That’s good to know.”

She carried no scent at all. Not lycan. Not werewolf. Nothing. “Are you from the lycan pack?” “No,” the woman answered calmly. “I am a rogue.” The entire cave reacted instantly. Growls erupted. Claws slid free. Several warriors stepped forward, ready to attack her at the first wrong movement. But the woman did not even flinch. “I am not a lycan,” she said evenly. “I am not part of the lycan rogues or Guerero’s pack. I am alone.”

The coldness is more than she used to know. " Ms Harbor! It's a pleasure to meet you again!" " Likewise! Mr Bonne. I am grateful to have someone as my husband's partner.." Husband, Huh? Alisha scoffs, watching them, When she notices her coffee has finished, She signals the waiter to serve another. Her appearance is still cold like ice, An arrogant woman who holds the power. " What the fuck!! Did you notice that? They look the same. " The people start gossiping. When everyone's attention goes on Alisha who is sipping her coffee apathetically, She smiles at them emptily.

Ashley asked. The woman rose to her feet. “I am Aurora the question is who are you, imposter.” The woman said. Ashley swallowed. She said nothing. “Now you can’t speak?” The woman demanded. Ashley went quiet. “I don’t know what you are but you would be leaving this place tonight.” She said. Ashley looked up in shock. “I was brought her by alpha Liam I can’t leave.” The woman gave a tight smile and her eyes brightened. “That’s where you got it wrong.” The woman said. “You will leave this place tonight because I am getting married to Alpha Liam.”

This will be the first time a werewolf has ever married another female with a mate nearby, I hope this decision doesn't ruin my career as an alpha, especially if Elaine acts on it and rejects me. Eileen apov It was a strange day for me I felt energized and relaxed and decided to take a shower despite the cold weather, I didn't know how long I slept but I think I slept too long when I watched the approaching sunset outside. I was alone in the room and searched for girls' things, perfumes and clothes, but I couldn't find it was all masculine here. I think I really need some of my own. I decided to fill the bathtub with warm water as my favorite habit and sat in it, and in the process I thought

Perhaps this will give me understanding. I order two waffle sandwiches with pieces of omelet rounds and bacon slices, remembering how Evers enjoyed the maple bacon donut that the wolf male had gifted me. The little woman presses the silver square on the screen twice, it says "WFB" and I make a mental note. I sit next to the door as I wait on the pink haired beauty to arrive. I observe the people who enter and those I can see from the window. I pretend not to see Evers as I 'read' the book while she makes her way towards me. "Aislaine! So sorry, I'm running behind. I overslept. Well, I always oversleep. You look nice this morning! I love the top." She sits down across from me and I open the b

The woman who claimed herself as Azolla is young, probably as young as me, but then I need to remember, we are talking about the mystic blood. Their appearance isn’t what it seems. The woman has one of the coolest afro that I have seen for a while, and not to mention her proud attitude towards us, makes me feel discriminated by her. “So… What makes you come here today, miss?” She looks at my mates and smiles while raising her hands. “My apologize, missus.” As she slightly bows and makes some polite gesture, somehow feels too generic and fake to me, like she was in a play.

"What do you want here?" The woman, who's still beautiful in her current age, is actually quite frightened. She's never truly raised the flag of resistance against Alef. Throughout her life with Alef, her husband's words are something she must obey. No matter what. Including her freedom to speak and socialize. She's only allowed to manage the foundation as a self-image for Alef, to show that he has a generous wife.