Female Commoner Novels & Stories

Sunod kung tinignan ang kanyang damit na mabuti, madumi, maliit na punit at maraming tastas. Peasant. The lowest place in the hierarchy. The bottom among bottoms of the society. For a peasant like him hindi ma-ipagkakaila na medyo gwapo ito. Aside from his rugged dress, he looks more handsome than some nobles. Sa mundong ito, peasant ang tawag sa mga taong mahihirap, ang commoners naman ay yung average. The same concept of earth in terms of economical status. Madaling ma-distinguished ang mga peasant sa commoners dahil sa damit nito at pananalita.

Next, if you look at his clothes closely it was, dirty, has small tears and many stains. Peasant. The lowest place in the hierarchy. The bottom among bottoms of society. For a peasant like him, I cannot be deny that he is quite handsome. Aside from his rugged clothes, he looks more handsome than some nobles. In this world, poor people are called peasants, commoners are the average. The same concept of earth in terms of economic status. Peasants can easily be distinguished from commoners because of their clothes and speech. He suddenly looked at me, maybe feeling that someone was staring at him. He caught me looking at his face, but I didn't look away. I continued staring at him especially w

“Papa, my mind has not tuned to the evil acts that the modern women were guilty of. Since I met him, he has made my whole life bright and vibrant. He has turned every day into a wonderful adventure. He has made every morning seem like Christmas to me. He is a very nice person and I am planning to have my kids with him “Look daughter, I am not accusing you of any immoral character but all women are the same. Those modern ladies can be tough and rough. Don’t you remember Jovina, the daughter of my friend – Jenifer, who completely refused to go to school and turn herself to a bar-room girl? She danced to make money in clubs, and her parents complained, and wanted her to give up dancing but she

"Yes, of course, that's the only reason why your father made you the Crown Prince but the commoners may not like it and don't the Englishmen say the same for their Queen." "Bringing changes doesn't mean that we completely change our tradition. About the commoners, I was thinking that marrying a commoner would sort out that problem." "Commoner? That is scandalous. A daughter from a noble family would suffice. These nobles do business, give their tax on time and they are actual ones who bring prosperity within the kingdom." "Marrying a commoner will win their hearts." "This is a prestigious position that you are willing to give to an ill-mannered woman?"

“Hey! Look at me. Wait, look at you, wearing a commoner’s clothes and acting tough in front of me! What kind of guts do you have?” Dev blinked and looked down on his body. Yeah, right. He was wearing a commoner’s clothes which is why this woman in front of him acted higher than him. Really, inequality is something he hates the most. He stepped forward and the woman was flustered, seeing him glaring at her. “Ha… ha, Mister, if you don’t want to buy, you can just say so. We can talk about things with words.. ha ha, right?” Dev looked straight into her eyes and finally spoke.

"Don't look at them! We'll get busted!" "But how can I tell if I don't look at her?" "Don't pretend you haven't seen her. Just tell according to the captured memories you have in your mind!" She insists like a poor-skilled detective. I force a laugh. "Alright. I believe she's the kind of woman that will attract the eyes of every man just like any other affluent woman around here, in other words, she's common." "Common? Oh, right, you want a woman who can plow the farm the whole day with you?"

He knew Alex wouldn’t be sharing all this unless he wanted help. “Then she’s easier to win over.” “What do you mean?” “You said she’s ordinary, right? It’s easier to seduce an ordinary girl than a rich one. You must have offered her money, but she turned it down, that means she isn’t obsessed with wealth or fame. These types of women value feelings above all else. Family and close friends are their world, and they’ll fight anyone for them. They’re emotional and sympathetic, cry at the sight of something pitiful. Sensitive, proud, carefree, ambitious… sound familiar?”

There is in the world no different from modern times a class situation that will always exist. The wealthy nobles, and the commoners and there is another class to which it was assimilated. Commoners with fortune. Certainly rich, but they were still commoners. She had understood that even if she was rich people would always see her modest origins and would use this position to make fun of her, she had certainly changed her future but her past was still there. So she decided to be the one to attack first rather than being the one to suffer the attacks.

“Nothing much. Just… everything. You know, I wish you and I could live like normal people. Like, commoners, even. We could cook for each other, clean and then work together to earn money.” “Trust me, darling, you would hate it. You shouldn’t romanticize these things. Commoners want to be us. They want the privilege. You want to live like them only because you don’t know the reality they face every day. It’s not nice to live like that, without any help, any servants. You would find it fun and entertaining for the first few days. Then, you would start to complain, you would remain angry and we would be unhappy. Love is nothing when it comes to hard labor and poverty. Ninety-five percent of the

"What family do you belong?" All of them looked at me, waiting for my response. "I don't have a family." "What do you mean by that?" the other one asked. My lips fell apart. "You mean you are not a noble lady? You are just... a commoner?" Disgust was evident on the way she uttered the last word. I gasped. "Yes, I am." Their eyes widened. "What? All of us are daughters of councils, high ranked officials, and from noble families. And yet here you are, telling us that you're a commoner? How is that possible?"