Positive Books For Women Novels & Stories

Mrs Irene continued, her coarse palms rested on the back of a young fat boy as he curiously gazed at an engineering based manual clutched in his hands and his bellybutton popping out wickedly for his T-shirt was already becoming too small for his outgrown size. "Thanks, Aunt. " he mumbled silently and peered through the medicated spectacles resting on his small nose. His small, fat fingers pointing at the pictures. "Welcome, darling. " Linda mumbled, sighing. "So, Linda. Heard you oversee Elites? Impressive. You're one dedicated woman and I'm pleased to know you . You see, I once organised a Woman Empowerment Programme. I'd love to see women speaking for themselves not sitting idly as housew

Despite my general poor attitude towards women, especially those around my own age, I don’t see females as inferior to males. In some cases, they are superior. Men have a history of abusing women. Of taking advantage of them and forcing them to do things they don’t want to. But women have their own way of righting the balance. They may not be stronger or faster or be able to park cars in a perfectly reasonable parking space, but one thing is certainly to their advantage: they made us. And creators know their creations better than anyone.

She felt like beauty and confidence were the power of success, being a beautiful lady gave one that power and impression to the men that “I have everything I need and want, I am able to do this and that all by myself, to prevent sons of Eve from taking advantage of you and make themselves be in control. She always told girls that “In order for you to credit the prettification part, you have to be beyond optimistic, let it be your intermediate name. Always vibrate decent energy even with your walks, steps, looks, be cheerful in a way that people may companion you with sunshine because of your positive life. Things may not be greener on the other side but don’t you dare show it to the univers

Though Ria seems nice I can't dare share my thoughts with her, I am very well aware that she's only with me because she's bored and needs company and not because she cared or anything but maybe she cares, whatever it is I don't have the luxury to think of that right now. " Okay... " She was about to continue her words but got Interrupted when a middle-aged woman in a white gown approached us. She smiled at us before she started talking, She started by welcoming us and congratulating us on taking the first step to be a full woman as they call it, she then proceeded to tell us about the benefits of the circumcision, and so on, she completely excluded the Effects of the act on women. She claime

she was still talking and gesticulating with her hands, showing off a small bump on her belly. ‘Let me touch this woman,’ Uru growled in my head. She too was not happy with the way Sylvia was rubbing Calista’s infertility on her face. ‘It’s okay, Uru,’ I told her. I know what letting her out will do and I didn’t want to cause trouble for Calista and Jaxon.But I can’t let this woman keep insulting my friend. “A real woman is known for many qualities, not just the ability to bear pups,” I said, attracting a hostile stare from her. “Qualities like kindness, compassion, love and goodness of heart. No wonder some women were chosen to be Luna and not others.”

Lowered my gaze like I was embarrassed. Made my voice softer. “Because women like you are rare.” Her breath caught. Ego inflated. “You have status. And power. But most importantly ambition. Women like us shouldn’t be sitting behind the men. We should be sitting above them.” Her fingers tightened around her glass. I saw the spark in her eyes. She whispered, “Above them…” “Yes,” I breathed. “Running their worlds. Quietly, patiently… without ever being seen as a threat.” That did it. Her lips curved upward into a hungry smile.

“She’s not just a disappointment, she’s a curse. Literally destroyed her mother’s womb—no more children after you.” That was enough. I let my voice stay calm, measured, but the jab at Zoey was sharp. “Actually,” I said, tilting my head, “according to anatomy, the gender of the child is determined by the XY chromosome—aka the male.” The table went quiet for a moment. His laugh came out awkward, forced, scratching at the edges of his confidence, and I let it linger before continuing. “In today’s world, women are making it big, succeeding in every field, leading, creating. They just need positive words and a conducive environment to grow. You can’t blame the fruit when the tree isn’t tended.”

But that toxic belief had shattered into pieces the moment she met Zaydeen. Only after interacting with Zaydeen did she truly learn that a woman could be much better, much stronger, and completely independent. Zaydeen was a king, a billionaire with dangerous power, yet he had never once made her feel small or worthless. He had shown her that a woman didn’t have to be beneath a man to be valued. Zaydeen had given her the clothes, the position, and the silent backing that allowed her to stand tall today. He had unlocked the fire inside her. The one she didn't know she had. Nova sucked in a massive breath, her sorrow instantly transforming into a burning feminist rage. She stepped forward, the

She seemed shocked. “Are you the woman who turned the tables online?” She was so excited that she almost dropped her pen. She immediately offered me a free month’s rent and a 20% discount on my monthly rent. I waved her off. I pulled out my calculator and carefully worked out the exact deposit and rent. Then, I transferred the full amount. “Business is business. Favors are favors.” I did not owe anyone, and no one owed me back. Life had to go on somehow.

And two she is pregnant. Pregnant women are irrational, uncontrollable and deceitful. "Well, big bad Alpha sitting comfortably while everyone does his dirty work. How typical." She says as she sits her disgusting pregnant ass in one of my visitor chairs. "Coming from the woman who has to poison someone as they walk by because she doesn't have the balls to look someone in the eyes and end their life directly. Motherhood makes all you wretched women weak. Softens you completely and makes you cowards. So don't sit opposite of me and patronize me." I say with a huff. "Why are you here?"