Jadilah Wanita Hebat Novels & Stories

“Why dad, why? What do Stella and Sophia have that I do not? Why should Mathew choose them over me? He didn’t even look at me! I can’t tolerate this insult. I will go insane dad “, Isabella cried. “Stella and Sophia are both self made women who have achieved success by the dint of their determination, dedication and hard work. Both are incredibly talented, brainy and have amazing business acumen. Neither have daddies or sugar daddies to get them work. Can’t you see that you dimwit! Maybe Mathew likes that”, Daniel spoke up again.

I delivered the news as softly as I could, afraid that the viewers might interpret it negatively. But they didn't. Instead, they swooned, commenting on how lucky the man I was married to was and how I was a perfect cook and housewife. While I appreciated the first comment, the latter didn't sit well with me, so I decided to address that one, too. “So I can see some people commenting and calling me a perfect housewife. It is a great compliment, but I'd like to tell you all that I am not that. I am not perfect. If anything, I am far from it. I am a woman who has seen her fair share of trials and tribulations. I have suffered, being unjustly punished. My heart has been stomped on and shattered

I asked, curious as to what she would say. "I believe in working hard to achieve what I want in life because things that come easily are easily lost," Dolah said, and I realized just how remarkable she was. She wasn't interested in anything that came easy; instead, she preferred to earn everything she wanted. It was a rare trait, and Dolah had proven herself to be one in a million. My previous thoughts about women were overturned at that moment. Good women still existed, and Dolah was the perfect example of that. "I like the way you think. I think I'm falling for you," I said jokingly, watching Dolah choke on her saliva before bursting out coughing.

I smiled at her when our eyes met, her eyes are still puffy with all the crying she did while bravely telling me her horrible past. "You're not a worthless woman just because someone abused you, mate. You're brave, you're strong, you're courageous, you're mighty. The scars that you carry in your heart with all those months of enduring the abuse make you more beautiful to me, mate. You're beautiful, mate." I said with conviction as I stared at her intently. I was hoping she somehow feels better now knowing that I don't see her as a worthless woman. Never in my wildest thought will I ever think of my mate as a worthless woman, that is such a hurtful and the harshest word to say to my mate. I w

Embracing An Unconventional Path to Empowerment . Rajesh's reaction was immediate and lighthearted. He chuckled warmly, the corners of his eyes crinkling with amusement and understanding. "On the contrary, Isabella," he countered with genuine enthusiasm. "Embracing diversity in all its forms and actively empowering women are fundamental tenets at the very core of our campaign's values. Your prominent role as a model will undoubtedly attract a wider audience and garner even more admirers. This aligns perfectly, in fact, with our central message of inclusivity and celebrating the diverse choices that women make."

Many were getting maimed or slaughtered by older, battle hardy males who were hoarding females. I was never worried about being hoarded by such males. Nobody wanted to square off with Remus. He had even frightened the two friends I had made into staying back. Kita would then speak to me through the woodline, under scrutinizing glare of Remus. Remus had never favored Kita, who was a rogue male. Kita was female crazy and eccentric. Too full of life and not enough of sense, Remus would say.

I remembered the day I saw the dawn, No matter how long the night is, Day definitely comes. Accepting it my destiny I looked at myself in the mirror. Looking at my miserable state in the mirror I promised myself that No more crying from now on. I had to bear that animal, I had to come out of all this, I had to teach him a lesson that I am a woman and there is nothing in this world stronger than being a woman. Maa saheb told me that women are the most powerful creature. The woman is the one who gives birth to that animal kind of man.

asked Eliz I nodded in understanding. Eliz sighed and returned to continue her story "I think, as a woman why do we have to be weak ?. In that battle, it was the majority of female victims who were the most. Because women are weak, they can't fight back. We can't just always depend on men, right? So I practice diligently, at least to protect myself," Eliz replied proudly.

Do not stop building the woman you wanted to be until you have transformed that woman into the woman everyone wished to become. "And I felt that. I wanted to become the woman I deserve. The woman who seems so uplifting and powerful. The woman who has the ability to inspire the other woman to build the woman they wanted to be. Because real women were built the strongest. It was those women whom we wished we would be. A powerful woman. A strong independent woman.”