Girl Power Novels & Stories

"If you have a problem with me, say it to my face. Don't play these games like some classless woman." I gave a self-deprecating smirk. "I've told you, I'm not playing games. I just..." Before I could finish, the study door was pushed open. Leo and Sofia stormed in, their small faces twisted in anger. "It's because Mother doesn't want to do any work, right?" Sofia's voice cut in. "We want Auntie Jessy to be our new mother! She plays all sorts of new and exciting games with us!" Leo chimed in loudly, "Auntie Jessy is prettier than you, smarter than you, and a million times better than you! She's the one who deserves Papa. She should be the real Donna!"

It's the final round of this year's Pack Pup Tournament. I can't take my eyes off my pup, Patrick Grant, as he wins the title. When the host calls Patrick's parents onstage to celebrate, I leap up, thrilled. But then I see Nicholas Grant, my Alpha mate, walk up with his secretary, Natalia Lawson. They stand side by side under the spotlight, kissing Patrick on both cheeks. It's as if Natalia is the mother, as if she's the Luna of our pack, as if they're the perfect family.

"It's a school for the elites, Maya. I'm not going there because I'm an elite-I'm going because I won a scholarship. You know how these rich kids behave. They bully people who aren't of the same class." "Now I'm gonna stop you there. You think you're not worthy to be a student of St. Jude simply because your parents aren't rich and influential? Girl, I don't know where all this is coming from, but you've never been one to be ashamed of where you're from or your parents' status. Your parents provide for you. Y'all are comfortable. You don't have to be elite to feel worthy of something. So you're going to get rid of that feeling and put on your armor of confidence, 'cause you're 'That Girl' an

As I turned to leave, I caught the admiring glances of several women nearby. They understood. Power wasn't about shouting the loudest. It was about knowing your worth. And I knew mine and I’d be damned if I didn’t flaunt it any way I could.

I was the perfect daughter, always obedient and never questioning my parents' wishes. Yet, on the very day I finished my SATs, I became bound to a system that demanded disobedience. Whatever my parents told me to do, the system always made me do the opposite. When they told me to eat less to maintain my figure, the system commanded me to eat until I was stuffed. When they told me to wash the dishes and mop the floors to develop basic life skills, the system ordered me to walk away the moment I finished eating. Watching the shock and disappointment on my parents' faces, I closed the front door through my tears. Sobbing, I tried to reason with the system. "My brother said it's dangerous outs

The guys had given up on beating her, so she was playing through single player mode while she talked. "So, when I got this body and these breasts, thanks to puberty, I was totally oblivious to its effect on people. Then, I find out that I have this power over men..." she said, pausing for effect, "and how incredibly brazen and stupid they can be when I'm doing the simplest things, it's insane! But, it's also a little intoxicating. Guys are actually brave enough to reach up and grab my breasts in a sexual manner in today's world? What's not hot about that?" she asked. "Simplest things?" Bryce asked.

"Like a lost puppy begging for scraps. Like she actually thought I meant any of it." "She was so pathetic," Sarah shouts from somewhere in the crowd. "Standing there with those big sad eyes, waiting for you to throw her a bone." "And the way she dressed!" Emma adds, her voice sharp with delight. "That ugly black thing that probably came from a thrift store." The crowd laughs again, and I feel their energy feeding mine. This is what power feels like. Not the kind that comes from being born into the right family or having money. The kind that comes from understanding people so completely that you can play them like instruments.

I asked softly. "Sure love." She answered then dropped her hand. "Are you perhaps the leader of the cheerleaders squad?" I asked. "Of course duh, and so are my two friends beside me." She answered in an annoying voice. They definitely were from mean girls or perhaps bring it on. "Would you like to join us?" She asked. "No," I answered without a second thought. They were planning to humiliate me or something right?. "Too bad, and here I thought you had the strength that most people lacked. Girl, the way you handled that guy was what we call girl power. We love seeing a woman handle herself well." She said softly.

She had told him resolutely. Elon's disappointment and frustration that morning couldn't be quelled by anyone nor even by his lovely wife, Scarlett, who had tried to reassure him that she would talk some sense into their stubborn daughter. But Elon already knew better—He knew the moment Audrey had set her heart on something, it would take a village to literally change her mind.

“What were you doing all those years? Clearly not studying. Your outfit says you spent more time at the club than the library.” “How dare you!” “Oh, hush. You’re only proud because your school is in the city. It’s a low-budget attitude for a high-budget tuition.” I stared at the woman in awe. I loved her energy. I wanted to thank her, but I was still too stunned to move. “Please,” I finally whispered, my voice returning. “Can we just stop?” The girl in green snapped her head toward me. “Wow, the little graduate finally found her voice!” I looked her straight in the eye, feeling a spark of annoyance replace my shame. “I don't even know you. Why are you doing this?”