Virgin Maiden Novels & Stories

RECONCILIATION Maria was back to her habitual little prayer, eliciting from the event that had occurred between them three days ago. She was beyond humiliated and for some reason, she hated that she was a virgin. She would rather take the stairs than use the elevator. “It was a form of exercise, anyway” She would say in denial. She needed to be at work for a quite urgent issue and thankfully, Reid had not been to work which made her prayers more than willful.

Virgin Obedience Intro; She was untouched, innocent, unaware of what it meant to truly obey and be owned until he chose her. Julia has lived a life of control. Quiet, composed, and pristine. A virgin not just in body but in every carnal sense of the word. But when she agrees to a private obedience session with a man she’s never met , known only by the name Dario. Her world fractures in the most devastatingly delicious way.

Her name: Elara Vale. The convent called it an external placement program. An act of gratitude for his generous donations. But Damien knew the truth. It was a transaction. And it intrigued him far more than he’d like to admit. A virgin. A girl who had never been touched, never spoken to a man without a prayer on her lips. A girl who would blush at bare ankles, tremble at coarse language, and bow her head when addressed. She would be his maid. Damien wasn’t a man of faith. But he had rituals of his own. And breaking this one would be deliberate. Exquisite.

She oozes confidence, sex, and youth. The Maiden shares a body with two figures, making a triangle facing in three directions. On the Maiden’s left is the Mother. She is wearing a flowing red tunic that is pulled tight against her full, pregnant belly. A crescent crown adorns her head and her face is free of make-up. She peers at me over the Maiden’s shoulder, her brown eyes seemingly alight from a fire within.

I answered. He moved and grabbed his sword from the ground. "Have you ever heard of that myth?. The one about how the blessed maiden loses her powers once she's no longer a virgin?" He asked. "Yes, I have heard of it. But you don't know my sister well, she's not only skilled, she can never let any man or thing defile her. She would rather commit suicide. I know her character well and I can never be wrong. If she is still alive, she must be a virgin. Also you will lose nothing by baiting me, it's worth a try isn't it?" I answered seriously.

This was not how he envisioned choosing a queen. Beside him, a guard stood silently, holding a scroll with the names of the maidens. The chamberlain motioned, and the doors opened. One by one, the virgins began to enter. The first maiden, Awele, stepped forward with her head lowered, her feet bare, anklets chiming with each timid step. She was beautiful—smooth dark skin, full lips, and eyes like pools of midnight. She knelt before the king and offered him a calabash of palm wine, trembling slightly.

So how the hell could she be standing here, alive and perfectly composed, dressed like nobility? My eyes darted to the hairpin in her hair—a black pearl design marked subtly with the Morgan crest. A symbol only the Holy Maidens were permitted to wear. A Morgan? How could Wendy, who’d been hunted to death, possibly be resurrected into the Morgan family—and not just that, but become a Holy Maiden of the Church of Light? It made no sense. Unless the world had found another woman who looked exactly like her. But even that idea didn’t sit right. No two faces could be this identical.

He was confused because of what happened. “I-Is there a problem?” I asked him and Aiden's eyes widened. “You're a virgin?” I looked away when Aiden asked me those words. However, I nodded my head as an answer to what he asked me. I am still a virgin and that's the truth. I'd never had an intimate relationship before because my life has only been focused on being a witch. I had no time for such a thing. But everything will change after this one-night stand that I had with Aiden, my mate.

Miyako took to 'hiding in plain sight' the pestering got so unremitting. Virginia loudly proclaimed 'we had never had sex', only to become viewed as non-credible and selfish for her unwillingness to share. Delilah had already figured out she was in 'virgin' territory. Not 'virgin' as unsexed. No...'virgin', as in "Harlequin what?", "You mean 'Fifty Shades of Grey' isn't about color-coding?"

he chose to pay me. "No why did you choose me?" I asked angrily.......as other people began to stare at us. "You were just a pawn in this game, actually Pamela, Poppy and I planned all of it,I got married to Pamela because of my wealth and I needed a divorce so ......we decided to look for a suitable wench,a slut but you turned out to be......a virgin" he said,as the tears rolled out of my eyes. Why's he saying all these? Just when I thought I've found a good sister in Poppy,I learn that she manipulated my life.