Woman You Are Wanted Novel Novels & Stories

"Princess, I have never owned any woman; I would like them to be mine, but never did I say I own them." "You do know that is a load of bullshit that is coming from your mouth. You owned me the minute you laid your eyes on me." "Is it that wrong to want something?" "Yes, Hunter, when it is something that you cannot have." How can one woman be so difficult? I have never had to work so hard to get what I want. Yes, it is given to me, and if not, then I will simply take it. Every woman desires to be with me; why does she not want the same. Well, she is not the same as every other woman, that is why I want her. And I will have her. It seems that tonight shall be another one that will be riddled w

“Of course it's you. You are my granddaughter-in-law. I have been asking Aiden about you. Why did you leave this old woman?” The woman looked like she was on the verge of tears, but Sophia didn't know what to do. After all, she wasn't married. She was about to console the woman when she heard voices shouting, “Madam Henderson!!!!!! Madam Henderson!!!!!!. Rose looked at the old woman, who was still looking at her with soft eyes. Rose felt moved because nobody had ever looked at her with that kind of eye ever since her mother died. “Madam Hemsworth!!!!!!” Rose heard the voice again; she turned to the woman and asked, “Are you the madam Hemsworth they are talking about?”

"Please. I-I didn't bring tampons. I need to buy some…" Before I could finish, the woman from earlier popped up from the back row, all smiles. "Oh, honey, why didn't you say so sooner? I've got some! Here, here! Go take care of it!" Before I could react, she pushed me toward the restroom. I watched in despair as the door shut behind me. At the exact same moment, the bus started moving. The messages exploded across my vision. [It's over. It's really over! The bus is moving!]

I had wanted a woman who was invisible. I had finally gotten exactly what I asked for.

Warren Once again, I can’t resist this woman. She’s incredible. I knew my instincts were right to trust that the Moon Goddess would one day send me the woman that was meant for me, but I had no idea that I would be worthy of such a woman as Yara. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a mate and so much more.

The Woman looked at them—she was just an ordinary person now, in pajamas with messy hair, wonder in her eyes. “You’re...you’re even more beautiful than I imagined,” the Woman said, reaching to touch Maya’s cheek. “Thank you for saving us,” Maya said. Her voice was deep and strong now. She could feel everything—her muscles, her heartbeat. “It’s not over,” the Woman said, looking troubled. She pointed up. The white empty space crept closer to the park. Trees faded into pencil sketches. The bench nearby became a flat outline. “The Board doesn’t just want the story,” the Woman realized. “They want the whole world to fit a plan they control. They want everyone to stick to a script. No accidents.

The last thing I need is to be called the boss’s woman… or worse, his bedmate. Patra saw right through me. She noticed the tension in my neck and the way my fingers tightened around the mug. Her hand reached across the table and landed gently on mine. “Every woman in this building would do anything just to have Williams Banks look at them the way he looks at you,” she said softly. Then she leaned even closer, her voice dropping to a whisper near my ear. “And that’s exactly why Beth Anderson hates everything you do. She wants what she can’t have.. his attention.”

the woman requested in a bitchy way. She didn't protest and just obeyed the woman's order when she noticed her husband was staring at her. She quickly took some water from the kitchen and poured it into the glass. As she's about to give the glass of water she's stopped by the view of her husband and the woman in the living room kissing torridly as if they're the only people at that moment. I prevent myself from crying. I don't want to look weak in front of them. She dashes towards them to give them the glass of water but unexpectedly she stumbles up and accidentally throws the water off onto the woman's dress.

the woman stood from the chair and shouted "do you think I'm a fool who doesn't know that? whole country knows who is she? so what I want her to belong to my son, I want to see the pain in that guy's face when his girl becomes my son's girl" the man felt disgusted of this woman's thinking but he can't offend because offending her leads to his death the woman stood infront of him while pinching his chin, she asked "are you feeling disgusted?" the man nodded his head as no and said "no mam, whatever you do is right" The woman smiled cunningly and sealed his lips with her lips, the man wants to push her away but he can't risk his life, so he stood like a stone to fulfill the desires of filthy w

The man wasn't looking at a happy wife; his eyes were fractured with a level of pain and uncertainty that made my own chest ache. “Can I see your baby?” Novel asked softly. The woman flinched, clutching the bundle tighter. “Who are you?” “Your husband wanted to introduce us,” Novel said, her voice like silk. “He said we would love him.” The woman’s shoulders dropped. The manic tension left her face, and she slowly loosened her arms. My breath hitched.