Virgin Maiden Novels & Stories

"You. I need you." I was expecting that but my breath still hitched. "I can't. No." I managed to say. "Why? Is it because you're a Virgin?" Of course it's because I'm a Virgin! "I don't want to." "I'm a Demon Maeve. I basically smell lust and trust me I can grant you all of your sexual desires and leave you wanting more." His desk stops me from moving. "Meave....I love the name." he drawls playing with my hair. "Your hair is White again."

After much petitioning, he was finally granted it. When he reached the village just below the castle, he was horrified by the stories that were told to him. After much searching and digging of information, he was finally able to discover the fate of his one true love. She’d joined the ranks of hundreds of other virgin women and become the victim of the cruelty of the Bloody Countess. She’d become the victim of her own mistress, Countess Bethany; a woman who was obsessed with youth and beauty and drained the blood of young virgins for drinking and bathing because she believed that this would prevent her from losing her all too precious youthful appearance.

And why didn't I kill her? No one escapes death if someone disrespects me as she did or what she did to me tonight. So the real question is why? What is so special about this girl that makes me want to protect her, comfort her, and also be the villain in her story? I slept with all these unanswered questions. Laila I woke up wearing a man's dress shirt. Oh no, I looked underneath the shirt, thankfully my lingerie is still intact. Gracias a Dios I didn't lose my virginity to anyone during this mission. That is the only thing that is pure within me.

I bet it’ll be fun,” Maxine said. “No, never. I can’t,” I said with a strong tone. “Yes, I’m open minded person and I’m not against into premarital sex yet it doesn’t mean I’m into it. I still want be pure to my future spouse,” I added. “That’s why you’re the only virgin in this room,” Maxine said. “As if I am, aren’t you? I rebutted her. “What do you think the reason why I was dumped in the convent— you idiot,”

The maiden was enraged, she tried to hit Vanessa and the blow ended up on Vanessa's abdomen. "Ahhh" Vanessa cried out in pain, holding her stomach as she felt some contractions. Vanessa was scared that it might affect her baby, she soon give up fighting the maiden and allowed her feed the meal to her. Before the maiden resumed, she slapped Vanessa hard on the face. Her face turned red— with the maiden's finger marks on it. Vanessa didn't struggle anymore and just let the maiden mistreat her. Just as soon as the maiden finished her job and was about to leave, the door pushed open, making a loud bash on the wall and Manuel, accompanied by Adrian, walked inside.

If the holy maiden could gain Philip's favor, Philip would lead them to glory and success. The holy maiden was fully focused on getting ready for the guild competition, so she had no idea what was going on when Jamie summoned her. Although puzzled by Jamie's order, she packed her things and rushed to Petal City. Distinguished people would hardly step into such places, so the holy maiden was quite curious about this city. The holy maiden did not forget about her mission, so she quickly arrived at Philip’s house after taking a look around. The holy maiden was about the same age as Vanna, so she had some ugly markings on her face due to the curse. Similar to Vanna, the holy maiden would usually

It was something very similar to what she used to have: a red umbrella. Next to the umbrella was a medium-sized box. Curiosity arose in the girl's mind. She slowly picked it up and opened it. Apparently the box contained a scarf that had the same color. “No way ....” Sophia stared at the object in disbelief. Sophia could see that there was something written “SR” on the end of the scarf. This convinced Sophia that the scarf was really hers. In the past, her own mother had knitted the initials which meant her name, Sophia Rosetta.

Wondering why Dominic could not drink. “But he drinks wine,” I answered “Yeah, even wine. He cannot consume anything alcohol-related. Even wine, we are pushing.” He replied. Why? “Okay, I need you to come here, princess,” Hale said Princess? “And who is princess?” I questioned as I walked up to him “You are.” he chuckled. First, I got Gomez, then I now got princess. They were both determined to not get my name right that night. “Okay, princess, I need you to hold him upright for me,” he said

Inside these walls, there was only tension, tight and suffocating. Isabella looked up at Damian, her tears streaking her cheeks, voice barely a whisper. “Please… you have to believe me. You know I was a virgin before you married me… how can you believe I have a child.” Her plea trembled into the air, soft yet piercing, as if the sound itself was fragile enough to shatter. Her chest rose and fell with the uneven rhythm of her breath, and her hands twisted in front of her, desperate to hold onto something real when everything felt like it was slipping away.

Then, beneath it, the blank space where the name wasn’t mine, but I had to take it anyway. Elena Moretti. The moment the tip of the pen scratched that second signature, something twisted in my chest like it wanted to scream. No ring was offered. No kiss was given. No words were exchanged. Just paper. Just a glass of red wine set in my hand by a man I’d never seen before. “Smile,” the lawyer said. I didn’t. Dante didn’t either. “You may acknowledge your wife,” the priest said. The words echoed like a cough in an empty cathedral.