Woman Library Novels & Stories

Bianca clenched her fists and said nothing. “I need to leave,” she said firmly, proud of her steady voice. The woman moved closer, forcing her to back away to the wall. “You know, little wh*res like you can be bought dime a dozen on the streets of Hollowford,” she went on, her eyes like slits, her face transformed by rage. “But it’s women like me, women with a family name and money, baby, who snare the good guys.” Bianca met the woman’s eyes, her chest heaving. She did not want to create a ruckus here, not at Shangri-La, the Delanos' bastion, not on the night when Roxanne was celebrating.

She tensed secretly and smirks. Marina! Elsa's sister. Radon could swear he remembered her very well and he despise her attitude. Marina smiles and grinds on Harden's lap. Dumb bitch. Mariana's friend tried to hit on Radon but his glares alone made her compose herself. She turns her back on them and straddles Harden. Harden grabbed her ass as he takes off her crop top leaving her topless and she was not even wearing a bra. "Dumbass bitch." Radon cursed.

He huffed and adjusted his collar, smoothing the over pressed piece. "Yes, Mr Williams", she still kept her poker face on. "I checked your file, pretty decent, you've got quite a lot on your plate for a lady, y'know", he complimented. She'd met men like him, she knew how these powerful men could be, cunning and full of themselves. She also knew how to handle them. "For a lady? I didn't know we still had genderists among us", she retorted, staring him straight in the eye. He knew what she was trying to do, he knew her game and it amused him because he's never met a lady like her before.

Two days later Lauren visits me again to inform me that they found the woman and have cornered her. “Goddess, we are not mafia, Lauren,” I mutter as I shrug on the jacket. She wisely keeps silent but accompanies me to where they have kept the woman ‘captive’. The woman is not a whimpering mess when I reach there. Unlike most of these captives or rogues I have met, she bows respectfully but keeps her dignity intact. She remains silent when others file out except Lauren. “Why did you sneak into Kaizen’s house?” The woman remains quiet for a moment, but long enough for Lauren to spur into action. She grabs her throat, tilting her head back.

"GOOD evening, ma'am! Welcome back!" A woman in her early forties stepped out of a luxury car and smiled at the elderly man who greeted her. She took a deep breath and looked around the mansion in front of her. It was grand and screamed wealth and elegance. It looked like a royal palace that could capture anyone's attention—intimidating yet astonishing. It was larger than life but definitely appropriate for a woman like her. It was exactly the kind of place where she could show everyone her power and dominance.

It didn’t work the other way. Such a weird place! Why would I need permission to see someone? I huffed as I now stared at the mop and the buckets filled with water. “ This is the first test. A woman who can’t even clean the floor is not eligible to be called a woman, let alone given the right to compete. ” Amanah replied like the true omega she was. I rolled my eyes. “ You are so sexist. ” “ Are you refusing to work, Lady Lana? I can inform the Queen Grandmother if you want. ” She smiled maliciously.

I want to know who that is that works wonders right here inside the library. “Aah, Sir!” a woman moaned in pleasure. My eyes widened at that. So, she is not alone. How shameless! Can’t they get a room to do it in private? Not here in a public library, where they can be seen by anyone. “S-Sir… that will mark!” I heard the woman slightly whimpered. I am not so innocent to not know what that means. I frowned.

He said. The technician enlarged the blurry outline. A silhouette. A curve of the shoulder. A faint glimpse of hair tied in a way I recognized, but didn’t want to. The officer’s voice dropped lower. “That’s not a man.” Cold. Ice-cold. My breath caught. The officer turned to me slowly. “Mr. Jake Williams, this isn’t a manly figure, the sides, the posture, and the little hair shows it’s a woman, and maybe this woman has abscess and it’s free to walk in and out of the wards without questions. So let me ask, does your wife or even Ethan, have a close friend? Or is there someone else who’s allowed in and out of the wards aside you? “

A woman in the cell room snapped, glaring hatefully at Mia. Mia didn't listen to her snide comment nor did she think about it as she kept screaming for the man that made her take a fall for a crime she knew nothing about. “I can't believe that I got to see the ruthless Mafia queen of the underworld before I'm sentenced. Guess the heavens is a bit gracious to me for that,” another woman said, laughing loudly and showing off the gold teeth she had on. “Hey, Maria, is she truly the underworld Mafia Queen everyone has been searching for?" A woman beside her asked.

Buildings stood neatly arranged across the grounds, their architecture elegant but strong, built with purpose and there were lots of people moving about working, talking and training. My eyes narrowed slightly when i realised a vast majority of them were women. I blinked, that couldn’t be right. I leaned closer to the window. No, it was right. The majority of wolves I could see were female. Dressed in different ways, some in simple attire, some in maid/servant clothing, others in more fitted clothing, moving with a confidence that suggested they were far from helpless. It was unexpected and strange. “Why are there so many women here?” I asked without turning.