Female Solo Novels & Stories

Then seven. She had created a network. Lawyers. Accountants. Advisors. People who worked for her without knowing who she was. People who only knew the name on the paperwork. Selena. No one knew her face. No one knew her real name. She was a ghost. A rumor. A whisper in financial circles. She was powerful. And she was alone. --- The loneliness was the hardest part. She had money. She had power. She had a network. But she had no one to talk to. No one to share it with. No one to laugh with. No one to cry with.

For our fourth anniversary, Shane Carter said he would take me to Disneyland to make up for the celebration we'd missed. My best friend, Sophie Lane, had a fever, but he brought her along anyway. "She's been looking forward to this for a long time. Don't ruin it for her." I looked at the anniversary cake that was already two months late and nodded. When we entered the park, the ticket attendant glanced at Shane and Sophie, then smiled and handed them two stickers. "Mr. Carter, Ms. Lane, are you doing the third-anniversary castle route again tonight? The system says you're only missing the fireworks photo to complete the set." I froze on the spot. Shane accepted the stickers without batting a

"You know I can't-" "Then how can you expect the same of me?" I argued. "Because I'm female? Because women are known as the epitome of sacrifice and compromise?" I tried to calm down to prevent further strain on my shoulders, but I couldn't. Looks like some beliefs never change. "I've worked very hard bringing this pack together. I hadn't wanted this at first, I was happy as a lone wolf...but then people started following me, trusting me, depending on me...and I couldn't turn my back on them. I'm dependent of them as much as they're dependent of me." I urged him to understand. "I created my own pack, Rhys. And I'm staying with them. You wanted the whole truth...this is it. I’m not going to s

Somehow exploring the world and experiencing new things seems more special when you finally have someone to share it with. When Albert left and then Diego, I had to learn to be self-sufficient, being in Blanca's tutelage only reinforced that need. She after all has to do with female power and that implies being able to take care of herself so I have no qualms about doing things on my own. I live alone, I earn my own money, I go where I please and I don't need anyone but myself, and yet with all my independence I can't help but link my arm through Travis's now and lean my head against his shoulder and feel grateful for their company as we lazily walk through the castle grounds.

she whispers. I hold my hand out and Alex sets the tablet in my hands. I flip it around to show her the live footage. "This is live feed. Whatever I tell my men to do to them, you will watch it happen. Each smart ass or false answer you give me, your family will pay." "You're an awful person," she says, her eyes watering with tears. "So I've been told. Now, last time. Who's your boss?" I ask. "I work alone," she says. "I wouldn't get even half of the money I make if I worked under someone."

I could tell it was a very bad word. In a heartbeat, the room filled with more than two hundred pre-teen girls grew quiet altogether. All eyes were on her, and how could they not? It was so weird to hear someone actually speak out her mind, at least here. Because here, women's opinion is supposed to be like the dark side of the moon; it exists, yet it is never exposed. But Sam was not the modest dark side of the moon. She was a proud Sirius A; a beautiful, free spirit we can't afford, Sister Cecilia said.

No, sir, women tend to want many things in different ways and at the same time. But if Cali were to define all her fantasies, it would take her weeks to say them all, and at this moment, it is not the most relevant for her. Actually, that morning, Cali woke up thinking that perhaps she had seen this pandemic in the wrong way because the truth is that although, for some, being alone is torture, there are many things one can do alone. One can learn languages ​​like Cali was doing or play sports and improve oneself in many ways. On the radio, she heard someone talking about psychohygiene.

"Feel at home, Ran. Just sit wherever you want to sit." If they hadn't had to go home, he would have invited Shean for a walk. Maybe, he thought that's why a woman has such a strong desire to pleasure herself because of the kind of work she does. Alone and lonely. She is always confined to the four corners of her unit. Her most enjoyable time is to go to the coffee shop and hang out there.

She called his driver but stopped and thought about it for a moment. "She will go alone'' she said to herself. No one will know and it's her duty. She can't do this to her team . She has given them some days for relaxing and they are happy because they are enjoying with their families. Comformly herself about going alone and not to disturb others she walked outside and locked her home behind her. This is just another mission, she will do on her own . Nothing is complicated and she is in fact thrilled to fight on her full form.

She couldn't help but feel grateful that the long day of teaching was finally over, and she was ready to go home and relax. As she walked down the hallway, she could hear the students' laughter and chatter echoing in the distance. It always made her happy to know that she had contributed to their learning and enjoyment. However, as she stepped out of the building, a feeling of loneliness washed over her. She didn't have anyone to share her day with, and she had chosen to remain independent. She believed that she could survive without a man, and she had been doing so for the past two years. Her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden gust of wind that blew off her face cap, exposing her face to