The Wrong Women Novels & Stories

What did you do with him? Enforcer sirens sounded outside the territory gate. Two enforcers walked into the clearing and asked, "Who called the Council?" Damien clamped a hand over my mouth and forced out a smile. "Enforcers, my mate made a mistake. No one called." The Luna and Seraphine hurried downstairs too. The Luna pointed at me and snapped, "She's crazy. It was just an argument between mates, but she wants to call the enforcers over every little pack issue."

"Ms. Shaw, this is all my fault. I had foolishly placed the wrong person in that position. Please don't be upset." When Lucas saw Gordon grovel so desperately, he finally realized just how massive a mistake he had made. He finally realized that the powerful backer he had always relied on was nothing in front of this woman. "M-Ms. Shaw…" Lucas crawled toward me and reached for my leg, looking akin to a maggot wriggling across the floor. "I was wrong. I failed to recognize who you were. Please, have mercy. Let me go just this once." I tried my best to weather the agonizing pain shooting through my right knee as I looked down at him.

“You won the golden design competition that only comes once every four years?” “Yes,” Jessica said quickly, flipping her hair. “I did.” Eric leaned back slightly, surprise briefly showing in his eyes. ‘Lucky me, my girl is talented,’ he thought. Then he turned to Mr. Oma, “Why did you employ such a scheming woman in my company?” “I’m sorry, sir,” the COO replied quickly. “There was nothing in her record that suggested anything like what Ms. Stone said.” “Ms. Edison,” Jessica corrected sharply, her eyes flashing with irritation. She wanted the title clearly stated that she was no longer Ms Stone but Ms Edison.

"I don't know what has gotten into you, but that is not the right thing to do." "I know, but I also know what would be the mistake of my life. It's me offering my body to a man who sees me as a means to an end." "The men in that club are vile. They flog women, beat them, slap them. The women there have no option. Also, any man would have sex with you and treat you like trash." I stared at him, a smile on my face. "They are not different from you and Caspian. Let me go!"

"You've been more than fair. I hope you'll remember that, going forward, in case anything like this comes up again with her." I stared at her, stunned into a silence I couldn't immediately climb out of. She wasn't just deflecting. She was actively rewriting the story in real time, in front of a witness, turning her own theft into my irresponsibility, planting the idea that I was the problem tenant so smoothly that even I almost lost my footing on which version of events was true. "Wow." Virelle's voice came from behind Maevra, arms crossed, watching my belongings pile up with an expression that wasn't quite gloating, just carelessly cold. "I guess this is what happens when you can't keep up.

"It was never *my* life, Sophie. It was always yours. I just kept it warm for you." Sophie's eyes filled. "Charlotte." "I mean it. For twenty-five years you called yourself the wrong twin. The shadow. The one who stood at the edge of the room." Charlotte shook her head, and her voice thickened. "And then you walked into a church in my dress and turned out to be the one he was waiting for all along. You weren't the wrong twin. You were *never* the wrong twin. You were the one he'd have crossed an ocean to find."

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“Rain, I wasn’t talking about you. Believe me. I never meant to imply I thought you’d done anything wrong.” “No, I know that. You said that. But I did. I did do something wrong. How is what women have been doing to men for the last few hundred years under the guise of it being revenge not wrong? And I was indoctrinated to believe it. I never even questioned it until Mist started to open my eyes.”

He was so annoying and overbearing at times- most times. Why couldn't he admit that he was wrong for once and that I was right? If I had not been in the woods at that particular time, there would still be two scumbags at large in his pack. Scumbags that thought nothing of molesting, torturing, raping, and killing women.

A cold knot formed in her stomach. She slowly walked closer to the door which was slightly creaked open. Through the creak she can see a woman who the moans were coming from. And it was not woman, it were women. There two ladies and 3 men in the room where A woman who was moaning was held between two one one above and one under her. And another woman was bobbing her head up down in between a man's thighs. She looked closely and saw that the woman was sucking the dick of a man and the other woman was getting both her holes drilled by the men.