The Book Woman Novels & Stories

“She’s the Goddess of Wisdom. When she finds what she’s looking for, she’ll come out.” ____________________________________________________________________ “No, it’s not here either. Where could it possibly be?” A woman spoke to herself as she tossed the book she was holding onto the floor in exasperation. The discarded book did not land with a thud like it was supposed to- rather it landed on another book. On the floor, several books littered the ground. Leaving no space for one to walk. Some of the books were opened with footprints all over them. The luckier once had the blessed fate of landing on the floor closed and protected.

But I wondered why he had to hesitate while glancing at Jasmine. “Introduce me to him.” Osei snorted. “And why did you conclude it's a man? It's a she.” My eyes widened, a mixture of joy flooding through my chest. “So, it's a woman?!” I straightened slightly, smoothing down my suit, already regaining control in my mind. Women were easier to negotiate with, especially when they were dealing with someone like me.

My name was Mandy Smith, and I was a hotel receptionist. At the same time, I was a lonely wife. My husband had not touched me in a long time. I had strong desires, and a long period of abstinence had left me squirming with discomfort. I looked at myself in the mirror. Men usually loved my full chest and beautiful bottom. However, whenever I wanted to seduce my husband with all my tricks, he would only glance at me coldly before turning around and sleeping.

"Miss Bellini has already placed orders from these sketches. If you're trying to make money off her name, stop before you embarrass yourself." I went somewhere else. Then somewhere else again. The answer never changed. People recognized the designs. No one thought they were mine. One man actually laughed and said, "Women like Sofia Bellini don't steal from women like you." By the time I stepped back onto the street, my hands had gone cold. No one should have seen those books. Then I remembered my suite. The drawers overturned. The boxes emptied. My life spread open for strangers to touch. I went home, and Adrian knew something was wrong the second he saw my face.

Chapter 47 : Isabella Sinclair groaned and palmed her head as she opened her mobile and unblocked Jessica Williams. Her eyes rounded in shock seeing the super hot Mathew Hill with another woman. She had been busy visiting top designers for the super rich and shopping for her attire and accessories for the evening dinner with the Hills through the past few days which had left her exhausted. She was getting a body massage at a luxe spa when Jessica’s irritating phone calls started disturbing her.

He fell, face on ground. It was the old woman from the neighborhood. “She belongs to the beta. If you even dare to lift your gaze at her, I will rip your eyes out.” She growled at the young wolf then poured cold water on him from the hose. The young wolf growled and ran off. “Beta woman, you can go inside. Until Beta comes here, I will guard your house, and you.” I nodded at her and went inside the house. As he had ordered me, I went straight toward the bedroom. More like, I was crawling my way upstairs. Once I was inside, I locked the door. Then I took my clothes off of my body and went straight to the bed.

He needed someone different, someone better, someone who matched his status and could help him achieve more in his professional life and build a strong status and Leah was not just that person. Still, he asked, “Why? Why do you want this?” At that moment, Leah could see a trace of hope, almost as if he still wanted her, but it quickly faded away. Maybe if he hadn’t said those words with another woman holding on to him so tightly, she would have wanted him back. But as painful as this was, it was clear that if she stayed, she was just going to become the other woman in her marriage.

At first, it was nothing more than a passing glance—a woman entering with confidence, drawing subtle attention without trying. But then he looked again. And everything around him seemed to fade. His focus narrowed completely, his breath catching slightly as recognition

It wasn't a soft landing when I fell through the book. I sat up quickly trying to gather what happened. Looking around it was a beautiful meadow with wild flowers lining the tree line. Not to far from me was a spring fed pond lined with rocks and a lone tree. I approached the tree when I see on the other side a bench with a woman sitting on it. I approached slowly on guard of who it could be. When I made it to the edge of the bench, slowly the woman turned towards me with a bright smile.

“Your majesty, you are hear to learn your purpose and I am hear to make sure you understand what needs to be done.” I looked deep into the woman’s glittering eyes and gasped. “You…you are the book aren’t you, you’re a living deity of a grimoire aren’t you?” My had flew to my mouth in disbelief, this couldn’t be possible but the glittering of her eyes resembled the elegant gemstones that line the front and back of the spell book. “Yes, I am exactly that.” The majestic woman replied. “I am hear to give you the answers that you seek, you have finally realized who you are, giving you access to me and my secrets.”