Woman Things Novels & Stories

It is a living hell for a woman to accept the status of a widow No option is left for her to think of another window It is a dark future and an unbelievable forecast for tomorrow Nothing to think of world but keep quiet and lie low A woman has tolerance power, and the world has acknowledged She has come out of the dark and at least, without him, managed No one has dared to defy his womanhood for the simple reason That she is a symbol of courage and a well-understood person If men ever think that women can be played around And desert them at will to be nowhere found It is a grave mistake and to be taken into count Without women, it is difficult to mount If a woman is encouraged to show some g

#ROAD_TO_ABUJA 💦 🔞 🛣🚗 CHAPTER_2 🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞 🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞 🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞 🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞 #JACK 😡 Women! They're nothing but a curse and a blessing at the same time, but preferably I'd like to call them snakes. They're so unpredictable, annoying, and worst of all they're so intolerable and hard to please..

Then again, nothing else with my brain was ever right, why not this? Apparently, I’m not the only one taken aback by it. It wasn’t something they considered, either. In some ways, it would make sense if the Wotians were actually the female version of Hunters. Both species have the same monster strength of the Sages, neither have the ability to take their physical forms like typical demons. The myth of the Weirdling woman is a Stepan thing. They believed that women, who walked with the Sacred and had the ability to defeat an entire clan, could only come by that power if the Sages granted it to them.

She will be a hero like Nuri, fulfilling her dreams and building her army. "Women... who are women?" I muttered, thinking for the first time. "Women are women, we are just ourselves. Before we were daughters, wives and mothers, we were independent people. No one can ask us to do anything just because we are women. We have to live like men, to fight, to participate in politics, to work hard, to earn money, to enjoy pleasure, such as s.ex. If there are any rules in the world that are meant for women, such as chastity, then we will break those damn rules."

They distract you and lead you astray and when you finally come to your senses it’s too late, they’ve destroyed everything and left you with nothing but the clothes on your back. Women are worthless and disgusting, posing half-naked and some of them naked just to make money, to sell lipstick or a handbag and the funny thing is they let men make them do it and they chose to do it. Such lying, filthy, deceitful whores, Nikiwe had me there, smart woman, trying to lure me with her looks. I'm way too smart for that trick.

The tension hung heavy in the air like a suffocating blanket, wrapping around the scene where two women, mirror images of each other, stood facing off. One woman was confined within the dilapidated confines of a cage, her clothing in tatters and her appearance worn and ragged. Despite her frailty, there was a certain fire in her eyes, a determination that belied her physical state.

Some students in the front rows even rubbed their eyes in disbelief. "Isn't that the woman Dominic called a thug in the hallway last year?" "Oh, my God. She's actually the president of Kingsfield University." "She's incredible. Her aura is unreal." I stepped up to the microphone and slowly swept my gaze across the audience. I spotted Dominic in a corner. He looked gaunt and worn. His hair was unkempt, and his eyes darted about nervously. He looked like someone who wanted nothing more than to disappear. "Students." My cool voice carried through the speakers to every corner of the field.

"Let's get real. You're just a woman, stop living in a fantasy." A single brow arched, Amelia met his stare. "Who says women can't achieve something?" Arms folded, Coen scoffed. "Have you seen the world's wealth rankings? Count the women, if you even find any." Serenity never left Amelia’s face. A meaningful smile lingered as she replied, “People only see what others allow them to. There's always more going on behind the curtain than you realize."

Why I ended up here? I look at the clothes I’m wearing. I am not wearing a top but my pants are still on. Where am I?!! “You’re awake.” I turned to the woman who entered the room. "Y-yelle?!" My eyes widen. “What are you doing here?!” "You were very drunk last night. I called your wife again but she still has the same answer. So instead of other girls to take advantage of your situation, I just helped you by bringing you here."

Jasmine POV: “What?” I questioned Wanda with confused eyes and kept staring at women in cage keenly, this women didn’t look anything like Dragon women. Aren’t they supposed to be strong? I thought to myself But then again she was caged with witch bone copper wire and more over she was trapped inside white wood door that is sucking up her supernatural powers, it was very natural for her to look this week, vulnerable and distress.