Woman Library Mga Nobela at Kwento

Serena felt the big city sure lacked a bit ethics and etiquettes but at least it didn't believe the manner of caging women all life. "Well now you did." The unknown woman of early 20s commented as she passed a short chuckle out as a reply for Serena who smiled a little. Soon watching the woman pinch the flame of the cigarette on the railing of the balcony and then flicking the cigarette off carelessly the second later. Serena knew that the unknown woman did that to not make her feel uncomfortable with the smoke anymore. Serena appreciated that gesture well. At least she was considerate enough for her presence. "What is your name?"

Upon her arrival Samantha packing up a few of her items from her childhood house up in a vacant room-she immediately prepared a breakfast, rushed got the awoken children bathed and dressed, with their stomach properly filled. Finally, through with her task, Samantha sigh joining Kenneth on the queen-sized bed. She rumpled his blond hair reciprocal to Natasha's-he was an adorable sight indeed. "When was this?" He asked awed by the image laying at his view. Trailing her eyes towards where are fingers pointed at Samantha smiled at the memories behind the image. Right there reviewed Natasha in a Wonder-woman costume with two of her fisted hands on her waist-appearing Macho. Samantha could rememb

On the fifteenth floor, the guard stationed outside opened the door and the worn outdoor made a hissing sound indicating the poor condition of the warehouse. Inside the warehouse a woman sat at a corner with chains claps on her wrist and feet restricting her movements. Her hair was scattered across her face portraying a mentally challenged woman. Her clothes which were tattered did no justice in hiding her malnourished state. On her body were old and fresh wounds. No one In his right frame of mind would link the pitiful creature to a highly respected figure in America. “I see you aren't unconscious. It seems like the guards haven't been doing their job.” Benita said as she entered the room w

As soon as his presence was announced, the entire area became quiet, except for the muffled sniffling from time to time. The man stepped into the room beyond the door; the room was damp and dark and three cells were occupied within the room, two of them held women wearing a wedding dress. The first cell had a woman who had a delicate face, short hair, and small structure. Her eyes were filled with tears and the aura around her frame was one that screamed of a fragile and pure angel. The second cell held a woman who was the complete opposite of the first. She had eyes that were full of determination and strength; she had a strong body and had long hair that was tied back, and the surrounding

"From what I have noticed, you have every power to decide on what you want to do inside this room." "Of course, I do! But it would be mannerless to start making decisions in another man's roof." "Show yourself," Blackwheel said, trying to avoid getting into an unfruitful argument with Woman. "With pleasure! I am going to do as you have instructed me," Woman said. Blackwheel watched as Woman appeared from the ceiling, walking slowly and carefully as she transformed from a werewolf into a human. Her blonde hair was long and curly, and danced around her back as she moved closer to him.

She didn't look happy that I was here, so I thought about taunting her. "Well Minerva, you thought you could hide from me huh?" I said smirking at her. "Actually no Thomas, I have Alpha things to attend to so unfortunately I'll need you to leave me and my office." she said flatly. "Well excuse me, I'll be in your library when you want to find me." She went to looking at her computer and waved me off. I walked out and headed down to her library, it was there I came across a small framed woman with red hair. She was a pretty thing but she looked at me like I was dead meat.

“I need to use the washroom. Excuse me,” She said quickly and walked away. Inside the washroom, she finally exhaled. But the relief lasted only a second. Because she saw her. The woman standing in front of the mirror. A woman everyone talked about in whispers. Powerful. Mysterious. Dangerous. And trapped! “Queen?” Lisa murmured under her breath. The woman known for darkness and influence. The woman everyone knew was caged by Egon. The truth existed in scandals, rumors, fragments. Lisa froze near the entrance.

At least to his former packmates, to the only family he had ever known, that man was now dead and gone. But despite the oppression and freezing temperatures, not all was completely silent tonight. No; because in one corner of the warehouse, still chained securely to the floor just like the others, one young woman was working tirelessly in her escape. And she wasn't alone. *Pass me that chip when you're done with it, would you* said the old female sitting beside her.

She finds my situation like someone drops a morning joke. "I didn't know that you're doing laundry now dad. I thought it was a chore intended for women like mum and aunt Maria?" Thomas asks with so much curiosity in his innocent eyes. "No baby. Even a tough man like us can do laundry," "And we!" Maria said gesturing her hands, "Women can do the man's job. That's how things work this day, sweetie. It doesn't mean that you are a man, you can't do the things that like you have said 'intended for a woman'. and same goes for us women," Maria was patiently explained everything to Thomas.

Leon hurried over and found an enemy guard lying on the floor, while a weak figure of a woman sat in the corner of the room. Leon's heart pounded again. Could that be Arren? "Arren?" The woman turned towards the heavy voice calling someone else's name, although not hers. “A-Are you the police?” she asked with weary and weak eyes. “No! Who are you? You're safe. Stay calm.” Leon then ordered one of his troops to assist the woman. “Hang in there, ma'am.” The woman, referred to as Lady, was protected by one of the unit members. Leon himself approached them with a worried expression. "Do you know if there's a beautiful woman being held here? She came with a little girl."