Female Persona Novels & Stories

But Venita was unlike the typical women that successful men spent time with. She was beautiful in an unassuming way, not needing layers of makeup or a facade to shine. Venita was genuine, and sincere, and stood out with her intelligence, humor, warmth, and down-to-earth nature. Her laughter was infectious, and her smile, with the way her nose crinkled and her lips curled, was a testament to her authenticity. Her eyes revealed the truth, and that was a rare quality.

(Anna) Anna is a young maiden, she was only 26 years old. She was a red head woman, with a white tone skin, she’s a Demi-Human of Fox Race, the only fox feature that she has was the fluffy red ears. She is an attractive woman to see, her figures that was a bombshell makes you thought that she was actually an incarnation of a nine tail demon. Despite the underlying beauty and seductive looks of her, Anna was someone who is very crafty and extremely vicious on her enemy, In the Maiden unit, the only one who can deal with her scheming method was Mot and the 5 sisters (Because the sister will just beat her to pulp).

Selena rebutted peevishly. “What do you understand!” Fiona replied. “First of all, this woman is ugly and fat, but she has a standard face and is fat in a cute way. We can consider her a chubby beauty! Second of all, all of you have never met her. I met her once when she was young. She was not fat and had a nice figure. Everybody said that she'll be a beauty when she grows up!”

She starts to cry again. "Do you want to know what hurts about being a female vampire? I see all these beautiful and strong mortal women like Rihanna, Beyoncé, Michelle Obama, Simi, Sade, Zendaya, and many more. Do you want to know what they all have in common?" She asks. "What?" He asks.

The other party said before I hung up the phone. I took a deep breath when I put back my phone inside my pocket. I was thinking about the plan that I would say to her. After nearly halved of hours, Androssi came. She was typically a boyish woman. But she was gifted by the gods for being a beautiful one. She have a fine cut hair and a slight masculine body. In her aura, she was really a true picture of Alpha female. Because even her pack was small, she was really a genius in term of human law. Like me, she wanted changes to the world we have.

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.

“May I present to you, my beautiful mate, Noor Jahaan.” “It’s a pleasure, Alpha Mikalya.” The woman with long, curly black hair and skin of dark honey spoke for the first time. “I must say, all the females here are very excited to hear about a female Alpha. They are very eager to meet you! I would request you to please join us at the ladies tent this evening for dining. It’ll be a pleasure to have you there.”

I asked with my cup of tea in my hand. "No shit, Sherlock." She replied with a cute annoyed face. Faine is a beautiful Asian woman with sarcastic comments. She's pursuing to be a teacher in economics, her personality was nothing like me, she was bubbly and outgoing with everyone, social and you feel at ease around her; it's like she's an angel purifying your soul.

Hence, he could not help praising her. In fact, he did not like women like Zoella much. He thought that she was too smart and strong for her own good. She was not feminine enough for him. He preferred the gentle, capable, and sweet little women like Jenna. Like aged wine, the more he learned about her, the more alluring she became. Men would not lose interest in her because of her age. On the contrary, if they had known her for a long time, a man would inevitably fall in love with her. Jenna had her style and charm. When needed, she could be both vulnerable or strong in front of men. She would not be overbearing and unapproachable, but she would not be too weak that a man would feel burdened

The version of him I usually had to play the voice of reason for. One of the women approached me. She wore a red latex bikini, and her long blonde hair— clearly fake— cascaded down her back. Her blue eyes unsettled me; they reminded me too much of Ivy. My grip on the glass tightened until my knuckles turned white. “Maybe you’d like a personal show,” she purred, reaching out to touch me.