Female Persona Novels & Stories

She says with a shrug. "And what is my type? " "Tall, blonde, scatterbrained, fake boobs, dizzy legs..." "It's okay, I get it! "I said, raising my hand. "I'm sorry, but it's the truth. You like fake women, without any personality, sometimes I even wonder if you don't have clones of these girls that you take out every time you want. Lisa is a strong woman with a history and character. I don't want you to hurt her, she is my friend and I have grown attached to her. "

She says slowly. I froze, not knowing what to say. My words choked in my throat making my breath grow heavier. It hurts me to see that part of her. Is she even the same Hanna I know? It is strange how a couple seconds can lead you to a whole, new image of someone. I used to think of Hanna as a perfect embodiment of ultimate women in the New Eden; voiceless, always smiling, never angry to her man, has a banging hot body, and very accommodating fuck doll, --Everything a man could ever wanted.

But today, in this formal setting, she seemed transformed. Karen's demeanour exuded a sense of authority and sophistication. Her movements were graceful and deliberate, indicating a woman accustomed to being in control. Her clear, direct gaze and the slight smile that played on her lips conveyed a mixture of warmth and professionalism. Rachna found herself captivated by Karen's charisma, a magnetic quality that drew people to her.

Sephora's POV “Sequoia! No! What are you doing?" I stood, hidden by the cover of the green foliage, and watched her talking to a group of strange creatures that surrounded her. They were tall and muscular, nothing like any of our sisters. They had no breasts, and their hair was short, lacking silkiness, and didn't flow in the wind. They surrounded Sequoia and spoke to her. Her smile grew as she talked back to them. Their hard and chiseled facial features hid the evil they harboured in their hearts.

That day passed quite a long time, after all the work was over, Ilona immediately went out to the parking lot. This woman is indeed beautiful with long, half-brown hair, flawless white skin, an ideal tall body with fashionable clothes in one amazing combination. What's more, she is intelligent, very smart. Some of the boys in the office liked her, but she was that innocent and workaholic girl who broke their hearts. She hardly sees men as men, all genders are the same, that's how she treats all her coworkers

“Yeah. You’re exactly right about our culture and I love someone who is honest.” “Honest to a fault,” she says, self-deprecatingly. “Is it a fault when it’s honesty?” I ask her. She smiles a big smile that brightens her entire face. She’s a beauty in the way that all Alpha females are. Males aren’t the only ones who are extremely attractive in our society. The females are considered gorgeous as well. I’ve never really looked at myself that way, but it’s hard not to see it in Piper. She has long red hair and blue eyes. Her coloring is striking and easily makes her stand out in a crowd.

Fin adores her and treats her like the little sister she will always be to us. I look over at the small gathering of admirers. The females are interested in learning her techniques. The guys seem to have nothing but respect. I sense no sexual energy. I walk up with a slow walk. Listening as the group laughs and talks with her. “So your lycan is just a natural kick ass huh?” One woman asks. She has her hair braided into a stylish Mohawk. Her skin the color of expresso. “Yeah, I see I lucked out with her abilities. What about you? What do you feel is your strong suit?” Kemira sees me and smiles as I walk up to join her. All the men and women bow their heads.

…bastard really hung up on me? I sit in silence for a full minute, scowling at the wall like it’s responsible for my misery. What Henrik said really bothers me. Standards? Personality? I have those! I want a woman who makes me laugh and has the kind of body that gives me a hard-on when I’m supposed to be listening to her talk about her day. Personality? Please. I have so much personality that I’m not legally allowed in plain shirts. “Personality,” I mutter out loud, testing the word. It sounds like a disease. Or a protein shake flavor. Nobody wants that. They want shoulders and abs. And I want a woman who—

"Let me guess. One of the men who pays for your time?" Then, she sighed dramatically. "Avery, even though we used to be best friends growing up, I still have to say this." She shook her head like she was disappointed in me. "You throw yourself at anything that moves. No shame, no dignity. The company is firing you because they're sick of you turning this place into a circus." I stared at her fake expression and clenched my jaw. Vanessa couldn't find a job when she graduated. She had cried and begged me for help. I was the one who put in a word with HR to get her hired.

she was still talking and gesticulating with her hands, showing off a small bump on her belly. ‘Let me touch this woman,’ Uru growled in my head. She too was not happy with the way Sylvia was rubbing Calista’s infertility on her face. ‘It’s okay, Uru,’ I told her. I know what letting her out will do and I didn’t want to cause trouble for Calista and Jaxon.But I can’t let this woman keep insulting my friend. “A real woman is known for many qualities, not just the ability to bear pups,” I said, attracting a hostile stare from her. “Qualities like kindness, compassion, love and goodness of heart. No wonder some women were chosen to be Luna and not others.”