Female Michael Myers Novels & Stories

One was an angel, and the other was the evil twin. She just finished dancing. Her denim ripped short pulled up, showing the viewers of her long shaped legs and a piece of gorgeous round arse. She sat back in front of the screen, making her warm and seductive eyes shone on the camera. I was one hundred percent it was Westley. Her hair right now was a wig. It didn’t look lively on the screen. She was using contact lenses, and this time, it was gray. Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers.

- she said and then took a deep breath, my mind was blank. "The second girl, it looks like she's been abused very badly. There are bruises on her whole body, she is just 19 or 20 year old but she is traumatized. I was treating her and she was continuously mumbling 'save me please' and 'don't beat me', she is scared. I think she needs a psychiatrist, don't get me wrong but she needs full treatment. She is in depression - she said and I was shocked to even react, I came out of the cabin without uttering a word. They saw me and came towards me, I saw Inaya's eyes were red and puffy. She was crying the whole time, I told them everything what the doctor told me and they were shocked.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

Sasha was the first to voice out her confusion. A clear picture of a woman was shown on the screen of the laptop. Her head was lowered, so her eyes could not be seen. Instead, only the shadows from her long eyelashes were visible. She had an exquisite nose and petal-like lips. Even though her hair was tied back, there were strands of it falling into her face, forming a stark contrast compared to her fair neck. This woman was none other than Myra, and she had her head lowered as she drew.

Moira and Charles are at the door in seconds, both watching behind me as Charles jerks me inside. "My heavens, you're a mess. What happened?" Moira grabs a blanket from the sofa and wraps me up. My hair is drenched, sticking to my bare body as I shiver. Dots of my blood roll down my legs to the wooden floor. Moira refuses to look at it, but waves Charles out if the room. "I was attacked by a male were. He knew my name. He has watched me and he tried to take me with him. He tore my legs, and kept trying for my throat. I think he was going to kill me."

Practically it was impossible because there was fog all around; It was 2 am, why wouldn't there be smoke and fog with the cold winds making her shiver. She held the blanket tightly before she started walking; She was halfway in the corridor when she heard the door of another room opening; slaps of cold wind increased as she turned around only to see a girl rubbing her eyes; her eyes fell on Maya as she froze. Maya knew if that girl will scream she will be in trouble and that means attention; uncle Max will tell all the teachers about her medical history and then she will have to bear those pitiful looks; Maya did not want even one percent.

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.

Alpha Ryan Damison All I see is red. Anger. My veins ferociously pulsate hard as I think of my mate. My mate is a guy, I can’t accept this shit. Clearly, the Moon goddess had it out for me. What a sly bitch, as there is no more hilarious mistake than pairing me with a guy! I knew she hated me from the start. But there were bigger bastards than me in the past. Then why me? Why? My chest heaves menacingly, anger and fury rising to the surface. The way my mate existed disgusts me. His gender disgust me, his thin body, his weakness, everything about him disgusts me.

Skylar's Pov (continuation.) "I am Clark Mary." The first girl introduce. She has a blond, curly, long hair. With a slim perfect body. I think i will call her. Super man. Ya know they have the same name. Clark, Clark. See. Oh...mm maybe I should call her super woman.cause ya know, she is a girl. "Am Anita Spyder." The girl next to her says with a small bow. One that makes her look a lot like a British, her wavy hair making it's way to the front.

She was certain her attacker worked in this hospital and would eventually be found. She insisted on personally examining every patient, necessary or not, using these opportunities to inspect their inner thighs for scarring. The scar would be years old and likely faint, requiring her to spend considerable time on examinations. This fueled rumors, damaging her reputation. Yet she discovered this wasn't entirely disadvantageous—as her notoriety spread, more male doctors sought her out for "pleasure", accelerating her search for the perpetrator. Two years had passed since she first joined. Ross from orthopedics was one visitor she suspected, as was Dr. Welch, the Chief Medical Officer, but the s