Female Commoner Novels & Stories

another lady from the group said, supporting the previous person's words. "No, She must be a money minded girl as she belongs to the middle class. She took this opportunity to become rich in a single day. Or else who will marry a person who is a single father and not to forget about his arrogance. Middle class girls these days are so cheap and characterless. They are ready to do anything for money" One wicked lady from group spit venom. Next minute Christy poured juice in her hands on that wicked lady. That lady is drenched in juice while Christy's cute eyes filled with anger.

"Father, I don't think it would be possible." "Why wouldn't it be? I just learned that girl is a good-for-nothing-wretched-gold-digger. She has no proper education. Her father was a hunter in this village, and her mother is a farmer." This surprised me. "You mean she is a commoner?" I started laughing, "I can't believe Adam would stoop so low."

Every instinct in him screamed against it, yet he couldn’t move. Who was she? What kind of woman dared to touch him this way — without permission? Even the women he took to bed never did. Not without his word. And yet, here she was — soft, reckless, defying every unspoken rule that governed his world. Her dress was simple. Unimpressive. She wasn’t one of the elite. He could tell. The elite women he knew dressed like peacocks — always competing to outshine each other. Then he remembered: the party was open to commoners tonight.

"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?"

"You're right, but that lady must've liked it this way, she'll become a royal and live in the palace with the 99 more ladies like her. *Giggles*" "Hey, do you want to get arrested? Huh? Don't talk like that about royals and nobles again! Go somewhere else!" An old woman interrupted the ladies talking in front of her little souvenir stall. "Why? It's the talk of the whole town, why are we not allowed to talk about it? Isn't that the lady that auntie was talking about?" "You dumb brat! Come back and I'll give you a good beating!" Those mocking voices and humiliating words came from commoners who had nothing compared to their status, but truly, she wanted to become like them who's living a simp

I want to speak up, but it can put us at risk, so I say nothing. “You know, middle class ain’t so far from Commoner. If anything happens to daddy and mommy’s money today, you’re a Commoner yourself.” A Commoner girl responds, her head cocked to the side, a wicked grin on her face. Snickers from people around fill the air. The middle class girl grinds her teeth so hard, I think she’s going to hit her but she turns away last minute. “I think I am going to join The Saviors, they are badass and they will win.” The Commoner says with a serious expression.

“Guy, when did your standard stoop so low that you would actually invite a pitiful commoner to this place?” Qin showed a cold and stern expression at that. “Miss, please be respectful! Don’t live in too much comfort. When are people classified as nobles and commoners in this store? I did not see a ‘commoners prohibited’ signage at the entrance of EMPRESS!” He purposely pretended to cry a little. “Miss, is the commoner you were talking about, me?” Flustered, Manrou stoically refuted, “I’m not talking about you!” “Then… Is it our King?” He looked at her with a saddened expression. He just had to hold a handkerchief and his innocent act would be completed.

She huffs, searching my face to get confirmation that I'm paying attention. I nod, nipping my fingers. She continues, “The male elites are unaffected. Commoners know their place when it comes to men.” Stepping closer, her fingers lock the sash of my cloak properly. “My mother almost lost her life the day she explored the marketplace alone.” Her voice is calm, her face falling in sadness. Zlata feels the power dynamics too. Maidens live in a dead-end society. “I’m sorry about that.” My lips expand in a fake smile.

" Fenna felt awkward, so she didn't say anything. After all, they were from different backgrounds. Although Fenna was a government employee, her salary wasn't high. She grew up in a middle-class family, so she didn't have the mindset of the wealthy. To her, being virtuous, thrifty, and caring for the family were a woman's best assets.

10 months ago, Camelorn, "She will be tall and graceful as the columns of the temple of our great god Robos," The whole court and the people shouted "Ay!" The palace was filled with men and women, both nobles and common; although the nobles could easily be seen in all their glorious lengths of expensive clothing. The rich silk robes and gowns, the rustling of satin scarves, the expensive wool of their coats and the hard, black, shiny boots of the men, boots cleaned and blackened with coal by the commoners for 2 copper coins, the women in their expensive slippers, intricately and delicately made by hands of the commoners for at least 5 pieces of silver if the design met the approval of the ri