Best Book For Ladies Novels & Stories

"Tell me now dear, what books do you enjoy reading?" Roxanne was surprised that the woman was being so calm and nice to her. The questions were asked out of genuine curiosity, not the dire need to humiliate her. All eyes were still on Roxanne as she answered, but she suddenly didn't feel so self aware anymore. There was a warm feeling that the woman's smile gave her, and Roxanne appreciated it. "Mostly classical literature and crime thrillers." Eloise appluaded her, a satisfied look glittered in her grey eyes.

Then, both of them caused a ruckus as their laughing that sounded like chiming bells enveloped the entire room. Meanwhile, Madison and Jason sat in the car. "Indeed, they are all charming little beauties. The newspapers had reported it accurately." Madison teased Jason. "Why can't you get over it yet?" Jason was helpless. 'You already came and went, and declared your identity and dominance. The few girls had even behaved obediently. Is that still not enough? Are women's minds so complicated?' Despite being through numerous occasions in history, Jason still never knew how to read women. If a man were considered a book, a woman would be considered the endless codex that depicted the heavens.

I looked around the large library on the fifteenth floor of the office. Two years I worked here, I never visited the library because of course work is more important. Besides being used as a display, this library is usually used for programmers who want to work in peace. If Big Man's secretary hadn't taken Rhysand and me to the library, I might have been the only employee who had never visited this room. I love reading. Reading novels. The first novel I read was by Louisa May Alcott; Little Woman, and then moved on to other feminist novels such as Handmaid's Tale and Pride and Prejudice—the book I'm holding right now.

I was standing in front of a woman who was both a vampire, a wolf and a witch, so I'm kinda not expecting any reaction. "You want to know who she is? I'll tell you. She's not your barbie girl, she's living in her own world. Words don't tempt her, she'll make you curse but she's also actually a blessing, she'll rip your shirt within a second, she's poison but she's tasty." Okay everything this woman is saying is actually sounding like she's explaining and describing me.

In addition to her worries, the board members without her father's authority had set up an emergency meeting to discuss Lydia and Andrew's position but mostly on Lydia. But out in front of the Miller's restaurant all over the country, as soon as it was 8 a.m, one of the employees opened the door inviting the people in, everyone instantly rushed in until they were cautioned to be organized. From that moment on, and throughout the rest of the day, what was trending was Lydia's book with a very appealing title written with white font on the black front cover: The Clap Back. The first page wrote, I dedicate this book to all women out there who love their husbands with all their heart but it's on

She picked it up from his desk knocking a stack of files over in the process, she crouched down to pick them when her eyes fell on a book which had been covered by the files earlier. Rising up to her feet, she placed her laptop back down on the desk staring at the book she was holding which had a red heart shape on the cover, that wasn't what piqued her attention the most.. it was the title.. 'How to make a lady fall for you' Her brows furrowed deeply, why does he even need a book like this? curiously, she flipped through the first page where a green marker ticked out a part titled 'Send her flowers'

I wasn't sure whose I wanted more. "Excellent choice. Those guys are legendary." She was trying to make small talk but talking wasn't my thing. Sorry. "Here, one of Walt's best art work." She handed me a book. "Song of myself." I read the title out loud while checking out the book. "Or do you prefer Leaves of grass? That one is quite nice but I prefer this one." She said. The lady was a strawberry blonde with brown eyes. She had a round baby like face and slim lips. She was pretty and looked within her early twenties.

“ It’s nothing. Just a library book I checked out. By accident. Just a silly mistake.“ Now that was the understatement of the century. “A silly mistake, my behind,” Edith cackled. “The Kama Sutra. The Joy of Sex. Dating for Dummies. The Multi-Orgasmic Couple. The Girlfriend's Guide to Great Sex.” Edith pointed to each of the books as she listed off the titles. Picking up the books, Mattie said, “This is my business. My personal, private business.” “Poppycock.” Edith stood, hands on her generous hips, blocking the door. “If you wanted this to be private, you wouldn’t have brought those books here.“

"Well, we have Tickle Your Fancy - A Woman's Guide to Sexual Self-Pleasure. Taking it off the shelf, I show her the cover. It has a picture of a woman with her eyes closed, head thrown back, apparently in the throes of self-pleasure. "What a great title," she says, looking at the book." It's been a long time since my fancy's been tickled properly." She's smiling as she flips the pages. Not wanting to walk away from this beautiful, sexually candid woman, I reach for a familiar yellow book and tell her, "of course, if you're really desperate, there's always Sex For Dummies." "Oh great! We just met and already you're calling me names!" she says flirtatiously. She looks me in the eyes and dips h

She adores this book! -You have such an elegant taste, Ma'am! The woman laughed at the comment. She found her spontaneousness brave and cute: - Well thank you, young lady. You are fluttering me with those compliments. - Oh I'm not! you deserve it. Nowadays, not many people are interested in classics. - I would say that not many are interested in detective fiction. Because I observe many young women interested in classic romances. So, are you one of them? - I used to read romantic novels when I was younger. Now, only mysteries and murders are thrilling me.