The Women Book Summary Novels & Stories

She takes a deep breath and begins to sing: “I am a woman I just know how to be like this But this can be a gift I don't have control of myself Just don't let me feel alone I'm not different, I'm just a woman This is part of me, that's why you want me I don't want to be bad, not even that That's how you want me, with the power of a woman. When I hear your voice, I always feel like this Something inside me makes me fierce When we're alone and you touch me. What you do to me, makes me like this Your scent on me always attracts me Being a woman is like that. I just know that I want you more and more and more. I need you inside me. When I say leave... I want you right here I know sometimes I tal

** He marveled at how their minds worked, always spinning intricate webs of theories and suspicions that seemed to come out of nowhere. Ram had always found it impossible to read what was going on in a girl’s mind. One minute, everything would be fine, and the next, they’d be deep in thought, plotting or worrying about something that hadn’t even crossed his mind. **Women,** he mused with a faint smile, **they’re either turning something good into something great, or they’re turning it into a complete mystery. There’s no in-between.**

In one case, a Volana wolf overthrew her Alpha and went on to conquer an entire continent, becoming the first (and last) woman Alpha in history. Well, they certainly left that out of the textbooks. I snort. Admittedly, I missed out on half my education, but I worked very hard to make up for lost time after I escaped Garrick and I’ve never heard of half of the events detailed in these volumes. That’s because history is written by men. Luna quips.

God, what the women had suffered was literally unimaginable: many, many of them had lost an eye, one woman had had her lips burned right off. Even the women who hadn’t been hurt as ‘badly’ – though Nick thought of that as a relative term – were horrifically, permanently scarred. The scarring disfigured them to the point that many women felt less than human. It was a heartbreaking thing to have happened to them, and Mia had written an incredible book about it. “What did you see when you looked at them?” he asked her. “Strength,” Mia responded. “Spirit. Unbreakable courage. Determination to get on with things, as best they could. Triumph. Some of the best and brightest things that humanity has

Emelia clutched her wrapper tighter and whispered once more, not to August, not to Ethan, but to herself: “Never again.” _____________________ Chisom sat on the veranda of her small flat, the late afternoon sun warming her bare feet. A half-read novel lay open in her lap, though her eyes had drifted away from the page. It wasn’t the book she couldn’t concentrate on—it was her thoughts. Rachel’s laughter from the other day still rang in her ears. The way her daughter had clung to her and refused to let go. The way Tobi had stood quietly in the background, watching.

, Amelia burst out in anger. “Now that I’m out of that hell hole house and have mentally snapped out of the abusive marriage, I too cannot fathom how I tolerated him for so long. Maybe it’s a lack of self worth fuelled by constant criticism about my looks which made me suffer blame and abuse everyday. Many women like me who are not pretty, continue in abusive relationships thinking that they do not deserve the handsome men they have as husbands, and these abusive husbands exploit the vulnerabilities of people like us for their personal gain”, Sarah said sadly.

FELICIA I wanted to get to Beta Andrew. But when I got to the banquet again, all the Betas and alphas were gathered in the corner. A bunch of rogues were standing above them. The alphas and their betas were kneeling on the ground and their hands were tied behind their backs. The rogues held silver daggers against the necks of all the women, including the Luna queen. I was the only woman left who wasn't contained in the corner by the rogues.

Maybe I just needed someone to hold me. “Don’t touch me, Maya,” he said, pushing me back. I blinked at him, dazed. “Bryan… I love you. I really love you.” “What is wrong with you?” he asked sharply. The woman stood up, crossing her arms. She looked at me like I was trash. “This your so called wife just drink my wige ,” the woman said with a smirk. “It was meant for me and you tonight. It had… something extra in it.” She laughed. “Looks like your wife is more desperate than I thought.”

Minutes shifted into hours as they finally made it out of the valley and miles away from the middle of nowhere. Thomas became drenched in relief when he saw skyscrapers and modern looking buildings surrounding them. During this time, Maria had decided to occupy herself with a book she had found in the glovebox. From what he could tell, it was a beginner's guide to economics but like himself she had a tendency to be eclectic. Whilst they waited in traffic, he stole a quick kiss from her. Her mind was absorbed in the book so she didn't move an inch but he did catch a look of mischief in her eyes as a light of dusting of heat covered her cheeks. He focused his attention back to the road. The s

Two hours later in the waiting room, Sadie prays for healing and news soon while Elizabeth wraps her arms around her mothers as Sylvia fights the urge to throw up. The three women wait for what seems like an eternity as others clear out after learning about their loved ones. A few minutes later, Elizabeth goes to grab coffee while Sylvia curls up against Sadie on the grey couch by the only window in the waiting room. Sadie smiles softly as she moves her hand to her dear friend's stomach where her unborn child rests comfortably, a baby that only the women have known about for the last ten weeks, before moving to lay against Sylvia. Twenty minutes later, Elizabeth comes back from the cafeteria