Books For Women Novels & Stories

“We have a long year ahead of us, Maya. Why don’t we try to build on friendship? It will be better for appearances and for us.” “What’d you have in mind? More poker games?” An image of her sprawled in his lap flashed in his mind. Of full breasts pressed against his chest. Of squirming, soft, female flesh all over him, ready to burn up in his arms. As if on cue, he looked up and read the title of the book right beside her in full presentation. How to Give a Woman Multiple Orgasms.

At 10 PM, all thirteen women were brought to the main hall, a stunning space with a stage at one end and seats arranged theater-style. Twenty men in expensive suits filled the front rows. Victoria stood at the podium. "Gentlemen, welcome to THE ARRANGEMENT. Our first offering tonight..." One by one, the women were presented. Some received modest bidding....$200,000, $300,000. Others went higher....$500,000, $700,000.

More chilling than the temperature was the woman's gaze. Like the previous Eastern Guardian, her entire body appeared to be transparent glass, with only her skeleton emitting fluorescent light. The previous Eastern Guardian could instill fear in people. This woman, however, made people find her unapproachable. "Who are you?" the mysterious woman asked. Her voice was equally cold, but she seemed to have no connection to the Eastern Guardian. "We have come to seek the secrets of this world's Glazed Kingdom. A ghost named the Book Immortal told us that defeating the four guardians would give us the answer."

She huffs at us, rolling her eyes before pinning us with a firm stare. "Women write these books. You want to learn how to sweep a woman off her feet? There's your manual." She says, motioning towards the book in my lap. I look at the novel with a newfound respect before looking around the room. "Seriously?" I ask and the women all nod. "Oh yeah. I'd love for my husband to read some of these books. Maybe we could spice things up a little." A woman says and many others nod their heads in agreement. "Oh hell yes. Maybe get him to growl and call you a good girl." Another says with a giggle. My eyebrows shoot up in surprise and the younger girl looks at us with amusement.