Female Whitty Novels & Stories

Then her mouth went dry. SMS: Theresa tells me you moved to Maine. What’s out there that you couldn’t have here? We miss you, Witty. I miss you. Come back? Zette. Using that crappy nickname she always hated. Whitney was about to block the number when another text came through. She reluctantly opened it, feeling resentment swallow her whole. A picture of her EX blowing a huge pink bubble popped up on the screen. Her short chestnut colored hair was styled in a messy mop. She wore her usual brightly colored chokers and wrist bracelets. Low cut black wife beater underneath a flashy red button up shirt. Of course, with the collar flipped up. Whitney glanced at Hollis, feeling like she’d hit the j

I was getting more and more nervous by the minute, but still had no idea why I had been called here. Ms. Whitney was a tall blonde haired woman of about in her middle thirties. She was always dressed professionally in form fitted pants suits. She was known to be a stickler for the rules and regulations and was generally known to be the real head of the school. She had been a track and swimming athlete in high school and college, and had obviously kept up with her olds habits as she still had an amazing body. As nervous as I was, I couldn't help admire her beauty. Her body was obviously firm and athletic, with amazing breasts and a firm ass. Her hair was always drawn up in a formal bun or oth

she spat. "Well, everyone cannot be the same. Not everyone can tolerate your insolence even if they are not in your class. As you can see, Whitney is a very bold, daring, and strong girl. She is not like my other maids. She could have beaten the living daylights out of you if I hadn't come on time to stop her. She is stronger than you, so, I will advise you to be wary of her," Alpha Vicker said with an icy tone. For a moment, she stared at him in disbelief.

Rhett explained. “White wolf?” Aldric said out loud. “Yvette is silver..Waverly you're the only white female wolf we have.” Aldric said his mind hazey. “Yes Alpha that is correct. I was not by the river the other day. I haven't even seen the river you speak of.” Waverly said, speaking to both Rhett and Aldric. “Maybe we do have an intruder then.” Rhett said quietly. “How did you know she was a female?” Waverly asked curiously.

Licking along her Swedish tribal tattoo. "Nggggggg fuck..." Hollis muttered sexily, grasping onto Whitney's thick thighs as she felt herself being straddled and savagely bit. The tingly pain made her pierced nipples swell with longing, and she knew her pussy was drenched by now. "Oh my god, Whitney...."

"She said it would not leave. She warned that the memory and the whispers would not leave until I warned you." "What was her warning?" "You are not to come looking for them." "Them?" Lord White inquired. He needed to be sure he meant the five whispers. "Yes. They are five. All beautiful goddesses, made from the sea, and the silence of trees. Seek out silence, and you'll find them in peace. Seek out trouble, or dare shout amongst trees, and you'll also find them. However, the latter wouldn't bode well for the person who does. The former, you will find them, and with love."

The woman voiced out. Munawarrah sighed, "I've been addressed worst, slut, manipulative, cheap whore, husband snatcher... May I go on?" "You really are shameless" Amal said staring viciously at Muna. "I would've offered you something to drink but, seeing as you didn't have the simple courtesy to act classy, why then should I treat you like someone with class?" "Says the woman who has warmed the bed of too many men to be able to count so as to land her in this position."

Phyllis riposted through gritted teeth and I felt the need to interfere, though I do not think I could fight off any of them if they turned against me. The other woman, Fiona was her name, huffed. “Oh look here, a defender!” she laughed. “If you can, then why can I not? You seem to be neglecting your place, Phyllis. For the head witch to be your mama should not make you forget that I am still higher than you.” “I stand by what I said earlier.” Phyllis moved forward in a threatening manner and the other moved back. The Firne smirked, “I decided to come have fun with the Alpha. Definitely, if you can, what stops me as the Kyriar’s Zjae from coming too?”

That was when a slim figure stepped into the hall and said, "Oh my, what is it that got Young Master Collins all riled up?" Everyone in the hall snapped their heads around and turned their attention to the source of the voice. The woman looked to be about 30 years old and was dressed in a white dress with the hem opened all the way up her long slim legs, emphasizing her alluring curves. Her elegant features were outlined by makeup that oozed seduction. She was the Yellow Sky Trading's branch manager in Black Water Town, Rita Wells.