Futa Female Novels & Stories

Sienna said with an amused smirk and I found myself heating up in embarrassment. Oh my goddess! I just made a fool out of myself. “She’s feisty. Emilio will have a tough time.” Lea remarked. “She’s young and pretty too. Lucky bastard.” The two exchanged words while scrutinizing me and my blush deepened. “What’s your name, sweetheart?” Lea asked, rubbing a hand on her baby bump. I bit my lip, lowering my eyes sheepishly. “Renata Bortsova.” “Nice. Come, Renata. Let’s take you home. You’re our Beta female from now on. Sienna is our gamma female.”

Moments later, a knock was heard on the door; it was Jenna. "Come in" Anita voiced out. The door flung open and Jenna stepped in, shut the door and walked further into the room. "Good morning, great witch" She greeted as she pulled out a seat for herself. "Welcome. So what is it that has brought you to me?" Anita asked. "I want to be the most powerful being in the world. I was cheated and I want to revenge." "How did that happen? Who cheated you?" "A little girl! She became the alpha of this pack when I was supposed to be the one."

Faria said as I entered the room. Faria is the first woman I met; she is tall, with long red hair and green eyes; I don’t dare open my mouth about her physique. “Can we help you somehow?” Sarah said. Sarah is the third, she is tall, but she comes up to my shoulders, blond hair and brown eyes, an expert in contortions. “Or do you want me to make you a hot bath?” Sabiha said. On the other hand, Sabiha is the second, short but with curvy breasts, black eyes, and hair, is wrapped in an aura of sadness.

It holds Fera, who has turned into someone very different than Florence. Fera looks nothing like the proud daughter of Alpha Brimstone anymore. Where Florence is worn down but composed, Fera is pure, restless chaos. Her hair—once sleek and well‑kept—is now a wild, tangled mane that falls around her face in snarls. Strands stick out in every direction, giving her a feral look, like she’s been pacing and pulling at it for days. Dirt streaks her cheeks, and there’s a smear of something dark along her jaw, as if she wiped her face with the back of her hand and didn’t care what she dragged across it.

"Oh, so what information were you able to gather?" "Yes, I went to the Midnight territory; they were the ones who got hit the most; they lost most of their powerful fighters, but I heard they have a female Alpha Maria; she has the same powers your mom has." "What powers?" "I heard their howl can control other werewolves around them; I wish I could do that." "Oh, really, she is that powerful?" "No, they said she hasn’t found her mate, so she isn’t strong like our Luna."

Fathia said, “why are you so aggressive this morning, you better think straight, why are you talking like a frustrated person?“ her mom asked, “am frustrated already, and you caused my problems, you want me to be like Clara, and me and Ckara doesn't share the same destiny, I want to marry a billionaire's son, I want to be like Clara, see where It landed me, given birth outside the wedlock” Fathia said,

“She’s learned all the basics, and by Monday, she’ll be set to start.” Kieran frowned. “That’s impossible. No one can learn everything about being my assistant in just two days.” “Well, she did,” Kael said smugly. “She’s surprisingly smart. We just don’t know her full potential yet because we only just met her. Also, don’t forget—she’s not human. She might have an IQ much higher than regular people.” He then pulled out his phone and placed it in front of Kieran. “Look at this.” Kieran glanced down at the screen. It displayed pictures of Rhea and Anna at the mall, at a restaurant, and at home. She was smiling—genuinely, brightly. It was the first time he had ever seen her look so happy.

Once again, she attempted to enjoy the free meal from the kind-hearted Jess. "What's wrong with you?" Jess had to carefully ask about Fathia's life. Introducing her to her friends didn't mean that the girl opened up about her life. Unlike herself, who was open about everything, including the passionate night with her boyfriend. "That Fox is at the apartment," Fathia whispered. Very quietly, hoping Jess wouldn't hear. But it turned out, Jesslyn Rasopati heard her perfectly well. There was only one woman who received the dreadful nickname from Fathia: Clara Jasson. A famous photo model and influencer all over Manhattan City. Beautiful and sophisticated, but unfortunately, Fathia dubbed her the

Her name was Fitia, the goddess of beasts. Fitia was known for being a loving goddess, the maker of fates, and a doer of her words. She liked to be worshipped by sacrifices done on the day of the Aima fengari. Unlike the depiction of many, Fitia did not have lovers for she saw love as a thing that made one vulnerable, especially gods. To cover the space in her heart, she made her creations have a soul mate. A person they would be bonded to for life. “Great goddess, I have come to ask a favor.” A woman with auburn hair kneeled before the goddess, her head bowed.

She's young with a classy aura. "Yes, ma'am." "Come in, come in. Kindly introduce yourself, honey." She sounds sweet and nice. Petite with big glasses and glossy lips. "I am Fera Luzares, sixteen years old. And I just moved into Mama Tes's apartment." "Wow, you have mentioned, you just moved in. Where did you come from, if you don't mind?" "I came from Cebu." She responded. "And it's a long story." Before anyone could ask, she quickly dismissed the topic.