Girl Power Novels & Stories

"But Imogen? Whatever you decide about the boys, whatever you decide about your place in this pack...remember that you have power now. Real power. Don't let anyone, including yourself, convince you that you don't deserve to use it." After she left, I stared at the closed door for a long time. Power. The word felt foreign on my tongue, like speaking a language I'd never learned. For six years, I'd been powerless, at the mercy of pack politics, cruel gossip, and the Williams brothers' whims. Now, apparently, I was the Goddess's chosen one, wielding magic that could break ancient blood contracts and make Alpha heirs tremble.

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.

“Because sex, it’s giving my body to someone. It’s a form of power exchange, and after my parents, after Ryan, I decided no one would have that power over me again. Letting someone in like that, it meant losing control, and I couldn’t let that happen.” Her words linger in my mind as we reach my apartment. I push open the door and let her in, her presence familiar now but still feeling new. “So why Demitri, Lucas, and me?” I ask as I lead her inside. “If you were determined to never give that power to a guy again, why us?”

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

“Oh really? Then explain it to me. Because why wouldn’t you even try unless it was about power—or my lack of it?” “Lack of power? You want to talk to me about lack of power?” I barked at him and shoved him back so he’d stop walking closer. I put that finger under his nose again because I couldn’t let him get closer. “Don’t talk to me about lack of power when you’re out there fucking whoever you want, doing whatever you want, whenever you want—don’t talk to me, a female, about power in the packs! I’m little better than a piece of furniture as far as my parents are concerned.” “You’re the most powerful female in our generation—”

~ They think I'm 'that strong' ~ Who doesn't know Alyne? A bullyable girl who is always an easy target for bullies at her school. A beautiful face does not guarantee that she can be free from that bad things. Even having a brother does not guarantee that she can survive all these things, even her brother is one of the ferocious predators who is always ready to attack her anytime and anywhere, knows no time and knows no place.

- good thing he didn't use them. You can't be a bad girl/boy if you have a phobia - I fear NOTHING. You aren't bad unless you aren't scared to call He-who-must-not-be-named by his name. - ha Tom Riddle (without the Marvolo, I like defying him.) You aren't bad unless you have a code name. -I've been called Tink, Cece, Diary take your pick. You aren't bad unless if you wrote an autobiography, it would be a pretty epic one. -I'm calling mine, The Bad Girl Wears Pink [the story of Secret Nolan].

Wait, am I like Kai? She turned her head toward Draven and said, reverent now, “It makes sense. The moon goddess — she has chosen her vessel. Kai was just the first. The two of you together—” She waved her hands like a child showing off a treasure. “The most powerful being is not one of you alone. It is you two. Death brings life— power.” She stared at me like I was a miracle she had not dared hope to see. “I am glad,” she whispered. “I am glad I lived to see this.”

"You have no business here, Alpha." I got up and walked towards her. Her set face and stance made me know she wasn't going to tell me anything. So, I called up my alpha powers. My eyes flashed red and hers were yellow. Her claws extended from her hands, and before she could attack me again, I grabbed her neck and said in the Alpha's voice, "Stop!" It worked. That meant she must have been an Omega of a pack and being long for by her. Alpha that she couldn't withstand the command of another Alpha. She topped writling. I let her go and grabbed a seat.