Strong Female Side Character Awakens Novels & Stories

David POV I dont understand why I always get stuck between these two and I dont even understand why doesn't my boss try to be with her fiancee. However, Josalina is a bitch but a sizzling hot lady. Just by looking at her at the moment, I feel hypnotized by the curves she possess. The only woman who can compete her in those curves is this fighter lady, Eva. Honestly, I am impressed by this woman. She got huge skills. I was just thinking about her watching the two talk at the door when suddenly behind my boss emerged a woman, nerd looking as usual but the same woman dressed like whore last night.

She asked playfully as she glared at me. I shrugged, “Alot that you will learn with time.... Though right now, I need your feedback as a female gamer,” She leaned back on my chest and sighed softly, “Well, how about.. instead of the female character being weak and just watch as the man saves her, she becomes his equal and they watch each other’s back? They can fight off the villains together, giving them a higher chance of winning. A woman shouldn’t always be hiding in the shadows.” She said and I smiled, my nose buried in her hair, inhaling her intoxicating scent.

The weak mate I had left for dead. She had no business surviving that night. She shouldn't have. When her pack fell, she was supposed to be gone. Erased. One less problem in the world. But not only did she survive—she thrived. And now she’s got rogues protecting her, Alpha power bleeding from her skin, and something ancient waking up inside her. I stand from my seat and move down to the bench in the corner of the office as I sit and run a hand through my hair. This wasn’t part of the plan.

Vesper is quiet, likely intimidated by the Alpha's anger and not wishing to upset him further. "I was with Rhory at the pack clinic when I heard the explosion. He told me to go shelter inside, but then I was caught off guard by a scent. It was strange, and my Wolf was curious so I went to investigate. When I arrived at the source of the smell I found my Mother, or what was my Mother. She was the walking dead, a zombie." I pause, allowing them to react to this piece of information before moving on. "Go on." Anders says, listening to me intently.

I saw everything coming right when he had hit her. Already, she had proven to be strong-willed, stubborn, and serious. There was no way she was going to easily let another woman take her place. Not without a fight, and that's what I found so damn attractive about her. Her physical features were just a bonus to me because her character was what made me fully drawn to her. I opened the spare bedroom and walked in, going straight to the bathroom. When I got in, she quickly turned and faced me with one of her hands hidden behind her back.

I wonder if all rogues act like they're a little wrong in the head. Our attention snapped back on the front when someone harrumphed. Almost all the girls groaned, and almost all the boys lean in attention. "Greetings! I'm Felicia Filicitus Faulkner, I'm 14 years old, a beautiful gray wolf and I'm from the Southwoods!" She started tinkering with her long hair. "I'd love to be friends with all of you, you should feel honored, I mean this is an invitation from someone who is the strongest candidate to become Luna!"

I looked up at him. Really looked. It was such a strange question that I almost laughed. “Because it’s Derek,” I said. Kael waited. Like he expected more explanation. “Because he’s stronger than me,” I continued slowly. “Faster. Higher rank. And because the last three omegas who ‘said something’ ended up cleaning the kitchens for two months.” Kael didn’t argue with that. Which was interesting. Instead he asked, “Then why today?” I opened my mouth. Closed it.

Lucia trailed behind, a smirk painted across her lips as she gestured mockingly at the scorched remains of what had been Serena’s pyre. Serena felt the fire flare in her chest, hotter, hungrier. Rage and survival intertwined, fusing into something raw, pure, unstoppable. She stepped forward, careful, silent, a shadow among shadows. Her first movement made a twig snap, and she froze. The scouts turned, eyes widening at the ghost they did not yet recognize. Serena’s hands lifted instinctively, the flames answering her unspoken command.

“When the baby is born, can we touch him?” I stroked my belly, now over eight months along, and smiled. “Of course. But you have to be gentle.” The children cheered and ran off. After over a month of recovery, with the help of the Sacred Pool’s power, my body had healed far beyond expectations. More importantly, I had found my lost strength and confidence. I was no longer the meek, imprisoned “vessel.” I was Josie, once the strongest female warrior of the Snow Fang pack. “You have visitors,” Lucas walked over. His face was as cold as ever, but his eyes held a gravity I could now understand.

He wanted me to get stronger, but through ways his people were punished. When he turned his back on me and began walking away, I fought hard to pull myself from the ground. Something had happened. I could feel the shift and the sudden surge of strength within me. Was it Sierra? Or was I just so pissed I could have killed him at that moment? “Here, let me help you.” A girl offered me her hand, but I didn’t want to take it. She had short brown hair and black eyes as dark as onyx stones. Her face was one I had seen on the training field a couple of times. I looked away from her and slowly planted my feet on the ground.