Wanita Pendiam Novels & Stories

"We'll disappear once we get the money. He'll never find us." Then, she kicked me in the stomach. Pain exploded through me. I curled over with a sharp gasp as cold sweat poured down my face. A little later, Dylan returned with a grim expression on his face. When he looked at Vanessa, his eyes showed obvious irritation. He snapped, "Are you done? She's my wife. What kind of coward beats a defenseless woman?" Vanessa stared at him in disbelief. Dylan completely ignored her. He crouched before me and started fumbling with the ropes, his hands trembling.

Windy's POV "Windy! Hurry up! The pandesal will be sold out again!" I burst out laughing as I placed the last basket of eggplants at the back of our small tricycle. "Aling Nena, just give me five minutes! The pandesal isn't going to run away." "Three trays are already gone! I'm only waiting for you!" "I'm coming!" I quickly jumped off the tricycle and almost slipped on the muddy ground. The light rain last night had left most of the roads in our village wet and slippery. I immediately stretched my arms to the side to keep myself from falling.

I was named Bianca Hartley, and from a young age, I knew I was different from other women. Not only was I well-endowed, but my desire for the opposite sex was several times stronger than that of the average person. Ever since I was a child, I loved exploring the mysteries of the body. While bathing, I would lie flat on the floor like a frog, rubbing my private parts against the damp tiles. As I grew older, things spiraled out of control, and I suffered daily from the torment of an insatiable thirst. In the beginning, my husband was able to satisfy me. However, over time, he lost his edge and couldn't get it up anymore.

“I look forward to getting better acquainted.” “There’s a woman sitting on the porch back there,” Nate said with limited emotion, “see to her needs. She’s been through a lot.” “I ain’t no nurse,” the whore spat as she moved her body seductively. “Do you like working here?” Nate asked boldly. “It sure beats the whorehouse,” the whore replied. “Then, do as your told,” Nate ordered. With a distinctive pout of disappointment over not being able to seduce him, the whore introduced herself as Tammy and then went to do his bidding.

Mary snapped, losing her patient, “just because it's not white, doesn't mean it's black, Amber." "I don't understand," I said. "What I was trying to say is..., women in our circumstances need to be smart. Know better, know how to keep our life in line and...," Hanna then lowered her lips to my ears. "We lure them in then get things done quietly," I flinched. Her warm breath tickled me.

Perhaps this will give me understanding. I order two waffle sandwiches with pieces of omelet rounds and bacon slices, remembering how Evers enjoyed the maple bacon donut that the wolf male had gifted me. The little woman presses the silver square on the screen twice, it says "WFB" and I make a mental note. I sit next to the door as I wait on the pink haired beauty to arrive. I observe the people who enter and those I can see from the window. I pretend not to see Evers as I 'read' the book while she makes her way towards me. "Aislaine! So sorry, I'm running behind. I overslept. Well, I always oversleep. You look nice this morning! I love the top." She sits down across from me and I open the b

She pronounced with a hint of doubt reflecting through her voice, while staring at the woman of blonde hair, she was tall and her eyes were blue making her more beautiful than she already was. So gorgeous was she, so very attractive. Judging her proximity with her brother-in-law, Serena took no time to identify her as his ex girlfriend. Remembering her name as what she has heard from her brother-in-law's friend, Joshua said that day... she frowned a little. Sylendra. Serena witnessed that Christopher looked so happy with her in past but, he looked a lot more different today when she was not around him anymore. Guessing that's what her betrayal did to him, Serena pitied her brother-in-law's d

CHAPTER 57 CALL The more she experienced the shameless rejection from the man, the more she felt, even more, reclined to regret her past decisions and actions. Even if she sacrifices her life, the man will only view him as the woman who warms his bed whenever his wife was busy. And now that she was deemed worthless, her delusional thoughts seem to be truly baseless. The family she hoped to build and keep, was never meant to be hers. “Then, do you know the number?” the policewoman asked while holding the telephone by her ear. Jin Wei looked slightly lost, she bit her lower lips and shook her head.