Female Supremacy Novels & Stories

They pelted me with their bras. For my insistence on gender equality, I got to watch breasts bounce all over the place. Do Upper Crust babes want to be ogled like sex objects? Of course not - that's vulgar, demeaning and opposed to every fiber of their beliefs in female empowerment. So, every wiggle, jiggle, and 'subconscious' tweaking of their nipples was absolutely unintentional.

“I told you to earn the respect of the pack, to earn my respect! But instead, you disgrace yourself and the sister who taught you!–” Sequoia had calmed down. Her body was limp and soon the sounds of soft sobbing could be heard but Artemisia didn’t let up. She saw the tears and frowned, her voice becoming calm again but still cold. “–The pack will not follow a Suprema who can’t control her emotions, who can’t handle defeat. Your behaviour is pitiful and so are your tears.” She let her go and towered over her, but Sequoia didn’t raise her head, her soft sobs were still loud enough to hear.

Inside each of these dormitories, there were also different room classes, namely Simple, Regular, and Standard. Discrimination had become normalized in the Academy because of these systems which made equality a foreign concept inside. And as students, they had no choice but to accept and comply with it. Soon enough, he reached the Advance Women's Dormitory. Sherly's family was probably wealthier than Kenny's as the former's dormitory was categorized as Advance, while Kenny's was only Ordinary. The opulence of this dormitory was evident; it looked more lavish and grand compared to the Ordinary Men's or Women's Dormitory.

Different is what I need right now. Leaving the bathroom with a solemn promise to myself, I hop on a different train and pray that whatever the future has for me will be good. After sitting, an older woman is scolding her daughter, whom she calls "Ashanti." Ashanti. I love it. Ashanti Dunbar. Perfect.

“Then let’s show these assholes who the fucking supreme is! He said with a big smile. I smile back and put on my high red heels. I looked at the dress in the mirror once more. It was black and classy. But also, very tight almost like it was made for my body showing every curve of it. I wasn’t necessarily trying to be sexy but since none of the other alphas had seen me before I was going to make an entrance. I was confident in my ability as an alpha and in my leadership even though it was continuously disputed. But I was also more than comfortable and confident in my own skin. So, showing of my body in this dress was going to add to my power and right to be supreme alpha as a strong woman.

Protecting what’s his was his only intent, but she saw it as ‘treating her like a child. “I’m not a goddamn saint and I’m not a goddamn child! So stop treating me like one! And I’m not changing if that’s what you’re getting at. This is what I want to wear, so it’s what I’m wearing. If you have a problem with that, then you’re free to go and scoop up one of those desperate whores always chasing your insipid ass!” His brows went up. “Insipid?” “That’s what I said. Insipid. Did I stutter?” She tugged the V of her dress down a little lower to expose more cleavage, all the while still glaring at him. Goddamn little minx. “I. Am. Not. Changing.”

Rough, wannabe-bad boys, etc "Shut the fuck up, Fam". No one laughs or sneers, we are all engulfed in the screaming silence of the rumours at Ogan. Bevy cried on stage, then she cried in the girls' bathroom, then she vomited during assembly, then they said she was raped.What happened to Bevy? "They said Senior Bevy is bleeding from her vagina", Adele said, her breaths were short and fast to show that she was running. "Ahhh... nawa oh". the group chorused and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm sorry man, it's just that, I don't see her as my twin, I see her as my baby sis so I hardly mention I have a twin." "Yea, she said the same." "You talked to Olivia?" "Of course. Really dude, she is...I don't know...beautiful, sexy as hell and...damn."

One of the females asked, as Elizabeth pushed me forward. "You bet." She said as she chained me opposite to where others were chained. She first chained my wrists, and then my feet. I looked at Tyler, whose eyes were fixed on me, his eyes filled with pain. Elizabeth, without any warning, punched me in the face. "How does it feel to be powerless huh?" Another punch. "Does it hurt?" Kick in the abdomen. I could hear Tyler growling with anger. "I bet it does." "He's her mate?" One of the females, who was standing beside Tyler asked.

DOMINANT & SUBMISSIVE BY EDNA BRUCE. A.K.A YOURSYCHODREAMS REMINDERS Before you all start reading, please understand that this story is the first draft, and hasn't been edited, revised, or anything. And also, I'll be so happy if every one of you follows me here on goodnovel💋