Female Link Novels & Stories

During their conversation, Maria discovered that what truly set Isabella apart was her unwavering commitment to women's empowerment. Isabella's lingerie company was not merely a commercial venture to her. It was a celebration of the female form, a symbol of strength and confidence. Through her carefully crafted designs and empowering marketing campaigns, Isabella sought to inspire women to embrace their beauty and limitless potential. "My lingerie is more than just a piece of clothing," Isabella explained to Maria. "It's a statement of empowerment, a reminder that every woman is unique and deserves to feel fabulous in her skin."

Many were getting maimed or slaughtered by older, battle hardy males who were hoarding females. I was never worried about being hoarded by such males. Nobody wanted to square off with Remus. He had even frightened the two friends I had made into staying back. Kita would then speak to me through the woodline, under scrutinizing glare of Remus. Remus had never favored Kita, who was a rogue male. Kita was female crazy and eccentric. Too full of life and not enough of sense, Remus would say.

"So you're saying you don't care who you're with? Doesn't matter if it's a guy or a girl?" Hawk pressed. Lilly shrugged. "If there's a connection, it doesn't matter to me. Gender isn't what makes me feel attracted to someone. Body parts can be fun, sensual, but for me it ends there. The person's genitalia doesn't make me attracted to them. It's the person, their energy, their mind. If I feel it, if I feel them. That's what I need. I don't base it on anything else."

But then Jack happened and Dianna had let the idea burn up with the bridge Jack had set fire to with so much menacing glee. Dianna lowered her head to her desk and banged it a couple of times before resting it there. The desk was cool and felt good against her forehead. It was late, and she’d been combing through male-centric blogs for the past six hours or so, and she’d come up with zilch. It wasn’t so much that there were no female-centric gaming blogs, they just didn’t have the reach that Black Sheep needed. Unfortunately, being female and a gamer was like being a walking, talking oxymoron.

"Do you like it? Someone asked and I looked up, A man stood in front of me with a hood over his head and he wore a mask designed as A Raven face, what baffles me is the fact that I didn't here him come and he wasn't there before I bent down to inspect the Ruby necklace coupled with the fact that he doesn't have any scent, from the body physique it's clear it's a male but the Voice sounded feminine. " Who the fuck are you and what do you want with me? I asked standing up to face him. "Oh me? He asked looking around as if to check if there's any other person there, the action making me angry. "You're testing on my patience and believe me I have very little of it". I growled. "Aggressive? I lik

“Begin!" Metal met metal with sparks that singed the grass. Fangs bared and strained groans filled the air. It was a fight, a dance that I would never have predicted. Our earth sister, her brown eyes focused, her movements powerful and steady. She was one with the ground under feet, summoning rocks and moving the very earth under her. But our air sister was graceful. Her feet light and nimble, barely making a sound or harming the blades of grass. Her grey eyes never leaving her opponent as she weaved and dodged, dancing on the air with unmatched acrobatics.

She was smiling. “I have come to pick the boys. Their father wants them to go on a holiday.” I uttered with a straight face. “But they are in the middle of their studies. They will miss their tutoring and Don Gustavo doesn’t like his boys missing their lessons.” The woman had adjusted her body to give the impression that she was in charge. “What is your name ma'am?” I asked, trying not to sound disrespectful. “Inez. Ma’am.” the lady's voice came. “Do you know who I am?” I asked.

It's a female's panties. And not just any female's underwear, it's Lily's!!!

Liam ordered the group. We all parted from Veronica, leaving her and two other girls that she was going to share this kill with. I licked my lips in anticipation. My beast wanted to laugh. How could we be intimidated by a female who couldn't even take down her own bear? It was funny. She wasn't worthy for our male. As much as she wanted to think she was good enough for him, my beast and I both knew she wasn't. Her mate would be at her level when she finally met him.

A lady colleague spoke up. "Sad, it's better to be a woman after all. Just be a little nicer, spread your legs and you can have whatever you want. Where we have to work like donkeys to create a better future. And she just needs to undress to brighten her future. I hate her. She islike a poisonous snake” A male employee cursed Lelia