The Women Novels & Stories

The other woman smiled sadly. "This is the WERE kingdom. Here only werewolves reside. These people have some rules set for woman. Woman should not come out of their houses until they reach the age of 18. They should not have an opinion about who they should marry and who takes away their innocence. After they reach the age of 18, they are sold to a man who pays higher amounts of money for them. That man is their master. He can do whatever he wants with that woman, and no one has a right to question him. Woman should not raise her voice or hand, or in your case kick a man. They are just used by men for pleasure. Few men treat their woman better than the others. They are a few men, who will hi

He was such a thorn in my flesh, I sighed deeply and raised my middle finger at him. " That would never happen " and I walked away. A good day to check out the library once again and a good time to remind myself to never fall in love. Women are just a plaything and they would stay that way. I stuffed myself into my jacket, wore a cap and walked out the door. .... There she was with a mask, walking into the left wing. I ignored the receptionist who was busy swooning to get my attention, and proceeded to catch up with her.

I have been so pissed watching the women here get treated like dirt. When I visited some of the nearby packs I watched many women treated like they were nothing. Most of the omega woman are treated like slaves to the pack specially the ones without family. And because they are omegas and without families, they do not have any access to leaving, finding their mates, or even escaping their hell. Some escape only to dive into a deeper hell. Women should be cherished and loved not treated like property and slaves. At least that is how I plan to treat my mate. She would never feel that she is below me.

Charlize Johnson discovers love can be as sinful as it can be sweet. What will happen when she discovers and enjoys a woman’s sweet power over men? After experiencing the hurt of losing her first love when he abandoned her. The only thing she thought could cure the excruciating pain was if her Ex, Mark Meadows, came back to her. Charlize’s wish came true. Mark promised her things would be different this time! Mark takes Charlize on a romantic weekend excursion to prove his love. But you will not believe what happens to her next! Mark turns out to be more evil than before; he rejects her, abandoning her to ruthless men! Charlize, in her efforts to be set free, tries to bargain with these men,

“Could be cops. Could be drivers. Could be people running women. Could be somebody who owns a motel or a tow truck or a fucking taco stand. Two letters don’t tell me who somebody is.” “But G.B. keeps showing up beside the stuff we already tied to Grant.” “Yeah.” “And these others are mixed in with it.” “Sometimes.” I sat back and looked at the screen again. That was enough. Not enough to start naming people. Not enough to accuse anybody. But enough to make the drive uglier than it already was. “You think Grant’s part of something bigger.” Evan gave me a sideways look. “We already knew he wasn’t personally driving every woman, clearing every road, hiding every report, and collecting every dol

She heaved a deep sigh after speaking. "We need to come together as women of China to form organizations to fight against these things and put an end to these devilish acts," the oval-headed woman declared with determination. "We second you, my sister," the others chimed in. "Let's exchange contacts and create a W******p group. We need to protect our young girls," they said as they exchanged contact information. Natalie knelt there, completely lost in her thoughts. She couldn't seem to process what had just happened. "Are what those women saying true?" she questioned herself as she managed to raise herself from the floor and drag herself away.

The only thing I know is that I want to live a life next to him, without knowing what will happen tomorrow, I just want to live day by day next to him. A weak woman is no shame to the women of this world. In movies and novels, we always see strong women, real women are not like that. Strong women are made, they are not born that way. Let's learn to open our eyes to the true women of this world, who sometimes have to learn the hard way, to know what we are.

, 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.

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.”

The neighborhood lay in ruins, with rubble and dust drifting in the air. I furrowed my brows, my OCD pushing me to walk away. Just then, a hunched, filthy woman came in my way. She was wrapped in a filthy down jacket, its original color long buried beneath layers of grime. She clutched a handful of empty plastic bottles, her eyes vacant and glassy. “M-Ms. Bray?” She spoke, her voice raspy and scratchy. I stopped in my tracks and looked at her from a distance. It took a while for me to scan her bloated and wrinkly face before I recognized her to be the once arrogant Little Miss Sunshine.