Saiyan Woman Novels & Stories

The Aswang Queen of Domminga Mountains, Catarina ruled with an iron thumb, her sleek black hair like a whip, replete with eyes of black pearls that shone like a viper's. Catarina had a secret: she abhorred human flesh. Having gone to college for Biology in Manila, Catarina had genetically engineered fruits: mangoes, lanzones, calamansi for teas - everything jade and green under the sun of Bathala that produced the florid juices of the jungle - into sustenance for aswang, with human proteins.

She had four swords on her waist and had a very powerful aura. “Are you okay?” The woman asked Sara who was holding her head that felt like it was going to explode just now. “Y-you’re… Raisya?” Raisya smiled at her. “Since you replied to me, I guess you’re fine. Heal yourself, then get out of here.” Raisya helped Sara to stand on her feet. “Who are you?” Raisya turned to face Bilgrae who asked the question. “Raisya Blair. Ex-Legendary rank Hunter.”

The woman sighed helplessly after Long Chen saw everything about her. "Well, if it weren't for the fact that you looked surprised when I came out with my blue fire body, how could I have been sure that you were someone strong! But I'm confused, why are you, who is this strong, still using such techniques to seek understanding? Did your main body fail to gain understanding on its own?" Long Chen asked curiously of the woman, who turned out to be a goddess.

The risk was like that, but if it wasn't like that, then he couldn't get his revenge. Under the pouring rain, a woman cleared a path through the tall bushes to reach the place where Arya Santanu was. Dewi Sari Kencana, as she was called, a female warrior from the opposite country found the young man lying unconscious under a large tree. She immediately approached the young stranger and tried to check his pulse and eyes. Dewi Sari Kencana was also known as a medicine man and herbalist. "He's exhausted. His body is very cold, his blood flow is too slow. This is serious! He could die!" Dewi Sari Kencana immediately concentrated her energy. She channeled her inner energy into Arya Santanu's body

The side walls of the prison were also destroyed by it. The white light slowly disappeared from her body. Antillia realized that something had changed in her appearance. Now she was wearing a dark red suit while holding a cutlass sword in her right hand. "This is fantastico," she said. “Cough… you are strong enough now. You can fight them now. But remember, cough… don't kill fellow Vitanians. Now go,” said the woman who was seemingly crushed by some of the prison building debris. “Wait, why can't I do that? Weren't you the one who gave me this great power? So why shouldn't I-"

But she hasn’t injured me beyond a few scratches, Her strength however… It’s confusing. I’ve had Beta Rion look into different supernatural creatures. He has done a lot of research and found quite a few possibilities of what she could be. But none of them fit her precisely. The different creatures all sound like wild, bloodthirsty beasts, but she? The woman in front of me moves like sin. A temptress. I would say a siren if I did not know better. To me, she is more dangerous when she is in control of herself. Claws I can handle. Fangs I can handle. Rage I can handle.

Her eyes remained closed at first, but the pressure radiating from her presence alone silenced the entire sanctuary. Even the guardian beasts lowered their heads. Kael whispered carefully, “Please tell me that’s friendly.” The woman’s eyes slowly opened. Pure silver. Not human. Not entirely wolf either. Ancient. The guardian’s voice echoed respectfully throughout the chamber. The First Fang of Luna. The execution leader’s face lost all remaining color. “Impossible…” The woman stepped forward slowly from the platform while the sanctuary glowed brighter around her. Every movement carried unnatural grace, but beneath it rested overwhelming power.

Here, the woman is happy as a sangirl to this guy who has saved her. At this time, they go to the room where they make a pleasure. Here, Brown is out of mind to this woman. Thus, he would not allow her to be engaged with another guy. Without knowing, this woman has a lot of men who are still taking their hat off on her even if, her profession is prostitution.

I said, unsure. "Ah! You mean Ruhun Daji's high priestess.." the woman corrected us. I was about to speak when she continued her sentence, "my name is Aishatu. I am a priestess. Safia is Ruhun Daji's high priestess, not the deity." She clarified, and I nodded. There was no point arguing with this woman. I knew what we saw, and I saw the fear in the eyes of the council and the Sarki himself. No priest or priestess could give the Sarki orders. The woman led us to a hut, asked us to wait by the door and went in. A few minutes later, she ushered us in.

this time the woman of their group spoke. "How funny it is seeing you here trying to defend pathetic alphas and their packs but, I didn't see you try to save me when I was being abused and mistreated. No one cared and till today no one does. So me caring is a no percent chance." I answered. "Also, I'm not ruining anything, I'm building something. something you never thought of. I'm saving those who wanted their packs gone because they were treated unfairly. from woman to woman, I hope you understand what I mean now." I said.