Lone Women Novels & Stories

It was a beautiful place to grow up, and it was going to be a terrible pain when I left. Part of me always hoped I would end up like my parents, waiting an eternity to meet my mate. I didn’t want anyone, even if they weren’t my mate, I didn’t have boyfriends. I was quite happy “flying solo”. As a female wolf, I have to follow my mate to their pack. Which meant leaving my brothers, my parents, and a town that, well, they probably wouldn’t mind. Gareth knew I was daydreaming as we walked, so he just directed me where to go. When we got to our mother’s office, he patted me on the head again.

Helen thought the woman should not have worn such a revealing dress, she had a fairly small bust line, and didn't wear a pushup bra. "Mmm, not exactly. If you go in alone, you are sure to be the female in the middle of a big group of males, using you for whatever they want, unless that is what you want." The other woman said as she sipped her drink. "So, you're saying that one woman is raped, but two are left alone?" Helen sipped on her wine as she listened to the woman relate how with two or three women, you could select one, maybe two partners for the evening.

“Only six of us are here tonight. The others are out of town, on… business. We are a full house of fourteen.” Genevieve scanned the room again. Fourteen women, all widowed, all angry enough or broken enough—or maybe brave enough—to join this club. It wasn’t grief therapy. It was something else entirely. Celeste leaned forward, folding her hands like a chess master mid-game. “Let me introduce you to the women present here.” She pointed, one by one. “This is Harper, Widow of Congressman Timothy Lane. You might remember the scandal, though the press called it a suicide.”

Katie said and then furrowed her brow, “Shouldn't you be asking me why I told you to stay,” "I don't need to, you know I find school boring and annoying." "Well, that's because you have no friends. I told you to try to make at least one. Make things more bearable." Being alone wasn't fun. Katie knew that first hand, as she was a Loner. Loners were shifters without a pack. Outcast, unwanted. Every shifter treats them with wary. Why? Because a huge percentage of them were unrestrained and resorted to violent means to make a living. With Katie being amongst the majority.

Her face twisted. She had served too many to count, and like Yella, a good number of the women carried pride. They were confident they meant something. But years behind the cold walls had taught Moreen something very important. None of the women would last. They were all passing, and with one wrong move, their time would come to an end. But in the past months, things had taken a new direction. At first, Leonard came home with women. It ranged from beautiful models... always human.

She was nearly twenty-four and hadn’t got a mile past Lonesome Dove, which wasn’t fast progress considering that she had only been twelve when her parents got nervous about Yankees and left Mobile. That much slow progress would have discouraged most women, but Lorena didn’t allow her mind to dwell on it. She had her flat days, of course, but that was mostly because Lonesome Dove itself was so flat. She got tired of looking out the window all day and seeing nothing but brown land and gray chaparral. In the middle of the day the sun was so hot the land looked white. She could see the river from her window, and Mexico. Lippy told her she could make a fortune if she

Waking up with Lara in my arms was an amazing feeling. She’s curled close to my right side with her right knee resting on my lower abdomen. Not wanting to disturb her, I take myself back to last night. Last night was very unexpected. I didn’t expect to meet her two sons and their friends. I’m not against meeting new people, nor do I get uncomfortable like Lara. Even though I haven’t been with Lara long, I was hoping she and I would progress in the direction of meeting family. I wonder what part Sean has in her life because it looked like there is something more to their friendship. Whatever it may be, I will be in Lara’s life for as long as she allows me to be in it. A thought is te

Dominic just admired it, and his breath tightened. It was as if it was his hand that was squeezing her. "Ah …" When she made it to the seventh count, Lauren directly lay on the ground and couldn't get up anymore. But Dominic reminded her: "There are three more." ... .... .... A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings. Remember that next time you feel alone....People think being alone makes you lonely, but I don’t think that’s true. Being surrounded by the wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world.

"Thomas, after all these years, you've not changed a bit. Now that you've broken up with that girl, it's time to consider me!" I sighed. "Sorry, Laura. I've just experienced betrayal. Let's focus on work for now." Laura Chester, the only daughter of the company's real owner, had inexplicably taken a liking to me and had been pursuing me relentlessly for over three years. Laura sighed. "I'm only here to deliver you safely as per my dad's request. As for your issues with women, I couldn't care less!" It turned out that Laura wasn't here to start a business together. It seemed that for now, I was the only person responsible for the new company.

It made me wonder if I was born to remain a lone wolf, even though it wasn’t by choice. My father despised me. My mother left me the day I was born. It seemed like my existence brought nothing but pain to the lives of others. I felt like a plague because that was how people treated me. I was a burden to everyone around me. I had a voice but never expressed myself. My identity as the Alpha’s daughter didn’t come with any perks. As a loner, I searched for acceptance and found none. I yearned for a place to lay my head upon when I was wounded and found rocks. I didn’t fit in with anyone. I had no idea how to love or how to be loved. I grew up swimming in the pool of hatred and pain. In the quie