Aries Traits Female Novels & Stories

I could tell she was in dire need of validation. “That’s not it,” I replied as I heaved a sigh. “Then tell me the truth!” Annie exclaimed. “Beauty is not the only thing that makes a woman attractive…” I began. “There you go!” Annie exclaimed. “You are trying to make me feel better while you…” “Listen to me!” I interrupted her with a firm voice. “Apart from beauty, I believe charisma, good behavior, and sexiness are other factors. I was going to be honest as you said and give ratings on those four factors.”

Her chin went low and her sharp eyes darted from one to the other of them as she clenched her hands in her lap. “The gifts that make a female desirable above and beyond her rank are… God-given,” she said uncomfortably. I blinked. “Really? Like what?” There was a moment of tense silence, then Alys spoke up again and Reeca looked at her gratefully. “It can be anything from the ability to heal, to particular senses—perceptions, you would call them a sixth sense, I understand? Or a rare skill in any trade. In my mother’s generation, one female was a particularly adept at battle strategy and her talents were so highly sought by the King, she was counted among the Guard, and presented for Selectio

“We need to prepare you ladies for what is to come. At birth, I knew you would be strong. I had to wait a very long time for 6 females to be born in succession.” “Why did we need to be female?” Elyse asked. “Not that I’m complaining, but why was that a requirement?” “Males hold the brute strength and force, they are protective and obsessive, making them good rulers over the pack. But the females balance them out with their understanding and compassion. That is not to say males are unfeeling or females are not strong. It is just inherent for males to act and then think, whereas females think and then act. That is what I needed for this war. Females who were strong enough to handle the

Luis asks. No one that hot should be so anti-social. She thinks I'm hot. Yeah, I've heard it before but never cared what humans thought about my looks. All Shifters well all paranormals, actually are more beautiful than humans. At least, I thought so until I met Kylie. "I found her... "Fuckable? Intoxicating? Adorable in a tough girl kind of way? Right... the tough-girl thing is an Alpha trait. If Kylie were a shifter, She'd lead the females of the pack. She had all the qualities of a top Female.

Why was she even out here in the first place? She slurred something that brought a smile to his face as her long, wavy brown hair fell back. Ah, she was among the most impossible females he had ever met. His mate, too, seemed to have a strong will. He reflected on the fact that maybe he was attracted to women who couldn’t be manipulated because he couldn’t tolerate weak women. His eyes dropped to Rita, and then he eyed her wound. Rita was a fierce and capable wolf, it was unlikely she’d be hurt so easily.

High-rank females don't often make it through their pregnancies, but omega females can have kids back to back throughout their life spans without any problems. Male omegas were used for a completely different reason. They have this irresistible charm about them. From the way they look down to the way they smell. In wolf form, they can lure others out. They have the appearance of a female in heat and it drives other wolves insane. Especially alphas. They're deadly and driven by one thing. Sex.

She was absolutely beautiful. As a female, her muzzle and forehead were narrower and her neck was thinner than that of males. Her limbs had smoother fur, giving her a more graceful look. All that gorgeous fur looked so unbelievably soft that he couldn’t wait to comb his fingers through it just as he often did with Natalie’s hair.

Maya was something else entirely lush, soft where wolves were hard, undeniably feminine in a way that pulled his attention without effort. Her breasts were full and heavy, her hips wide, her stomach gently rounded, thighs thick with strength rather than speed. She was built for warmth, for survival, for comfort human traits that lingered despite the wolf inside her. Zion’s gaze lingered longer than it should have, curiosity stirring alongside something far more dangerous. He wondered, briefly and unapologetically, what she would look like without the chains. Zion didn’t keep unmated females in his pack. It wasn’t worth the trouble. Territorial instincts made things messy, and messiness led t

I countered. She scoffed. "Those boys... I'm going to have their hides. Your wolf won't take control while she hunts, Tea. She'll watch through your eyes, and take over when she desires. All common sense will fly out the window as she tests him. When my wolf was hunting, she ran into a mountain lion's den just to see if her male would follow her." "Shit. Really?" "Really. Female werewolves are much more vicious than males, largely because the wolves within us didn't grow up seeing through the eyes of their humans the way the male wolves did. It's a bit of a disadvantage."

“No.” “Exactly. I wouldn’t pretend you turned me on if you didn’t. And this shit about you not being…feminine enough. It’s crap. It isn’t makeup and giggling that makes a woman. It’s her smarts, her moxie, the way her sexuality flows through her.” “What are you saying?”