Wanita Kekar นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I refocused on the papers in my hand and got lost in a crucial passage: "Karila is passionate in all aspects, be it for life or the things that surround her, be it for power or for her couture dresses made exclusively for her, be it for her husband, or simply for her country, her people... In that aspect, then, she becomes an indomitable lioness who is unable to stop. On a day when we got together to drink wine in the evening, I observed the way she met with her team and assigned them to bring children from war routes with their own money, she invested millions a month and hated that they said that too loudly... she seems to be a woman who really believes that walls have ears, she just doesn

Herman said. The white lady is a localization term for "Kuntilanak", the mythology creature of Indonesia. I use the Javanese version instead of Pontianak one for this story. “You know, she’s too beautiful for a white lady.” Varz sheathes his sword. “Wh... What did you say? White lady?” Kartika passes out as she’s shocked. “Even a demon like her is afraid of ghosts, eh?” Herman rubs the back of his head. “Hey you, I hope you can behave yourself. Or else, this sword will penetrate the skinny tummy of yours.” Varz points out his sheathed sword to her.

Though tempted to shield her feminine parts with her hands, the woman knew better than to defy him in such a vulnerable state. “What is your name?” He taunted, his touch making circles around her nipple, igniting conflicting sensations within her. “Karina,” she managed to respond, attempting to resist the pleasure he was inflicting upon her. His bloodied hands trailed down her body, his red eyes scrutinizing her face for any hint of desire or pleasure. He knew that her life would be forfeit the moment she showed any arousal. Karina struggled to fight off the sensations, but being an un-mated she-wolf, she found it challenging to exert full control over her primal instincts.

They hated me because their King brought a human into their sanctuary. Karina is a wolf and yet she’s shown me kindness by saving me from the wrath of my sister. She wore a different attire compared to the others, a black pencil skirt and white collared shirt with a black tie. Running her hands to smoothen the invisible wrinkles on her skirt. “You don’t have to walk on eggshells around me.” I hesitate. “I have to. You are a werewolf and I’m a human, there are rules.” She waves a hand dismissively, chuckling. “I’m an Omega wolf and that doesn’t hold much status in our society. We aren’t much higher than humans, you don’t need formalities with me.”

In Zen's thought, "women are just a toy and entertainment part, and one man can never be satisfied by one woman. They need many and like dresses, woman should be changed as well. The greed for them is like drugs and the more you have the more addicted you get." As the days pass, Karan gets eager to meet the boss aka me who was just the pawn. I didn't pay attention at all but then one moment came and I had to come. The desire to meet his wife got stronger but I couldn't meet her, so he called me for the party which was the day after. And I had no plans to hung there but again the mention of Dia made me stop

“ Jammy…. Behind every successful woman there is a man and for Carina,I am that man “ Luke said with so much confidence and Jammy burst into laughter. ‘ I'm sure you are getting it all wrong, It is actually behind every successful Man there is a woman, For you that woman is not Carina,Let her be and go on with life with her sister, Nelly is the one you have always wanted after all’’ Jammy scoffed,He was finding Luke's attitude rather disgusting than funny or even desperate. “ Jammy…Have you seen how much power and wealth she has, Carina is a goddess in the business world, She is very powerful…”

“I don’t like women, especially strange ones with no clear origin.” The woman straightened again, her smile still lingering though her gaze sharpened. “Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Karina.” She bowed her head slightly, then looked back at Zasco. “I came to propose we work together.” Zasco’s brows furrowed. “Work together? With you? For what?” Karina stepped a little closer, this time stopping at a safe distance. “Our goals are the same. You want Rebecca to be yours, don’t you? I also want Samuel to be mine. If we join hands, Samuel and Rebecca won’t last long.”

she’s your flesh and blood. She came for help, and this is how you treat her?!” I yelled at Fallon with disgust. How could they treat her so horrible? They don’t even know her, how could they assume so much after so many years? Out of nowhere another woman came in pushing her way around Fallon with another man in tow. “Move out of my way NOW Fallon” she said as she came rushing. She pushed me out of the way and knelt down in front of Kiara. “Kiara? It is you. You look so beautiful, just like your mother” the woman said while fighting back tears and moving Kiara’s hair out of her eyes exposing both. A small gasp came out from the woman as she noticed the one red eye now. She turned to Fallon

the Elder stated. The woman realized her mistake and sat back in a slump. “Leave me alone,” she yelled. “Not happening. Who are you?” Carson demanded. The woman looked at him, bored with the conversation. “I am Cara, your mate,” she replied. “You are not Cara; now who are you?” Carson questioned.

What could they possibly cooperate on? “Don’t worry, I don’t mean you any harm.” The woman looked down at Poppy with an air of superiority. “We share a common enemy—Serena.” Her gaze was naturally cold and aloof, as if she was born looking down on others. It made Poppy deeply uncomfortable. She frowned. “Who are you, really? And what exactly do you want to work with me on?” “My name is Karina Carter,” the woman replied, head held high. “I heard your entire conversation with Serena just now.”