Feisty Female Novels & Stories

Kyrian’s POV “I wish I could say the same about you,” I replied with a smile. Sarah didn’t look a bit surprised with the reply. It was as if she had expected it. “You are still feisty,” she said. “Do you like that too?” I asked. “Not really,” she shook her head sideways. “This thought of mine might be old-fashioned but I think only women deserve to be feisty and sassy. It is a girly thing and I don’t like girly girls.”

Florentia whined, stomping her foot. I let out a small chuckle. "You’re ridiculous." "And I thought you would love me being like that," she said, blinking her lashes playfully. This girl, is she a lesbian or what? Don't tell her interest diverted from Alpha kings to me, is it even possible?

“I don't mind. I have a thing for possessive women” I stared at him, stunned. “Are you seriously flirting with me?” “Call it whatever you want” I growled, barring my fangs but he didn't flinch. Instead, a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “I heard female wolves can be quite vicious in heat. Is that true?” Heat flooded my cheeks at his words and a proud, accomplished smile spread across his face which only made me more furious. I slammed a brutal wave of energy into his chest. He jerked violently, veins popping out of his neck.

" I start laughing and said; " You known what women phycology is different. I mean you can only talk to them. As a female werewolf, they loved there femininity, yet have been called masculine and intimidating. Being strong and clever is feminine. Being sporty and confident is feminine. They live in an age where people have begun to believe the stereotypes so strongly that they reject the truth of their own eyes and hearts. Female strength is a wonderful thing. If others have insecurity issues about that, that is their problem. Because being whom I was born to become is my pride, my well earned self esteem.I think if you really want to control them you have to manipulate there thoughts. They

, I said and paused again. I was trying to study them properly and pick out anyone I do not find worthy to partake in the war, I didn't want anyone to mess things up for me. I looked all over the girls and they were good to go, they all had this fierce look on their faces and they were all ready to fight and win, but not to fight to the death. I tried to concentrate on their heartbeats, it was all stable and I was okay with my female warriors. I sighed deeply.

That she felt me here or some shit. Then again her nymph doesn't seem to give a fuck one way or another who's around, she's just who she is. A fucking modern day nymph. She probably picked up some shit from the human females around here and after my many years of living I can tell you, nymphs have nothing on some of the nasty shit a human female in heat can get up to.

one commented and I frowned. “Why are they scared of her?” Roy asked softly to one of his friends and I must say, I don’t know either. “She is known as the Feral in our world,” a rogue close by and we all looked at him. “What does her nickname have anything to do with you all fearing her?” Roy asked and he is sounding like all the other males that is underestimating her. “She is known as teh Feral because no one can control her. She is wild both in bed and in a fight. She has no rules adn can stand on her own. She has no equal. She is deadly with her weapons,” another spoke on the opposite cell.

A Gamma's role is more about morale and wider personnel issues that might arise. Fi is a tiny woman at four-seven and very curvy. Her Asian heritage shines through in her olive skin tone and hooded monolid coffee bean-coloured eyes, with straight hair that falls to her waist that she would normally dye a shade of purple and often wore braided, she often saw more than she would let on. She was often underestimated because of her height, but she was always more than happy to prove people wrong.

he said. She clenched her fists tightly. The woman's breath was now hanging up and down together with increasingly passionate emotions. "Nonsense! Actually, what are Fisya's strengths compared to me? I'm beautiful, rich and smart. Everything in me is perfect for you, Regan!" Felicia's eyes would now look so wild that they were filled with rage. She is so confident with everything she has. If her beauty was compared to Fisya's, it was obvious that she was superior. Even in terms of intelligence, Felicia is also far superior when compared to that woman. Felicia was sure she could beat that woman.

“Feisty!” One exclaimed with glee, exchanging high fives with his friends closest to him. The six of them snorted, feeling so amused and challenged by the girl’s fierce personality. “Then we should let you live after we made fun of your beautiful face and sexilicious body!” They were like street dogs with their mouths drooling at the sight of a sweet delight in front of them, almost to their reach by the tip of their hands. The bravest and nastiest guy from the group started giving orders and appointing his comrades on what to do.