Women Novels & Stories

His face was inches from hers, his breath sharp with alcohol and something far colder as he hissed, "Who gave you permission to touch Amelia's things?" Martina choked, tears streaming down. "I-I was just trying to help... She's gone, Roberto. You need someone..." "There'll only be one lady of the Bertelli family, even if she's dead," Roberto hissed slowly, tightening his grip. He released her, and Martina collapsed to the floor, coughing violently. Roberto turned away, his voice flat. "Someone get in here and escort Ms. Pelosi out. As of today, she's not permitted to set foot on this property again."

"So tell me, what do these girls look like?" Gregory asked with a glint in his eye, we were all sitting in his study, "They both have brown hair, medium build" Acre started to say but I held up my hand to stop him before looking directly at Gregory "You already know who the girls are so why don't you stop playing games and tell us what you know?" I growl "Ok ok" he chuckles before continuing "Yes I know the girls they are Desert and Sky"

She smiled, lifted her chin and swaggered in ostentatiously, joining in on the group chatters while they waited for the boss. They moved into the conference room and sat according to their positions in the institution, herself almost being the last, except for three other people who she didn't think were supposed to be there. The door opened and in walked a man looking all smug and oozing wealth as he sat at the head of the table. "Sorry I'm late" was all he mumbled as he looked at them one after the other. There were about twelve of them and she just happened to be the ninth. "Well, I'm Andrew Williams. I suppose you all know that by now, ownership of this business was transferred to me", h

"You're right, I don't care, maybe that's why I've searched for you like a freak for years," "Jayce…," I mumbled not trusting his words, he has been searching for me but why? "You know what, leave, I don't care like you said," Jayce said walking towards his bedroom without even turning a glance at me, locking himself inside the room. I stood there dumbfounded silently, watching Jayce in all pain and anger. He was waiting for me, searching for me but why. People say women are hard to read but as a woman, I say that men are harder to read because at least we women cry and are not scared to show our emotion that is hiding beneath o

To say she was out of dress code was an understatement. “Rebecca Sierra, I presume?” She smiled and walked past the desk to her seat. My skin crawled as she made an effort to try and be as sexy as possible. However, it was the version of sexy that is portrayed on the TV or internet. Not actual beauty. Looking away from the sight, I realized the whole class was holding in their laughter. “Goddess, I thought the point of being a whore was to attract people, not make them throw up.” The girl sitting to next to Winter, Krista St. James, broke the seal.

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Fenna glanced toward the second floor and asked, "How many maternity nurses does Jay have?" "We have two maternity nurses who alternate shifts to look after Jay," Michaela explained. "And what about Wanda?" "Wanda has Phoebe attending to her, and we also have maids to assist, so we don't require another maternity nurse." "I see." "You seem really interested in Wanda's personal life," Michaela said. "We're good friends, so naturally, I have to care more," Fenna replied casually. "Oh, how long have you two been friends?" "It's been over ten years now."

for 年满十八周岁的男孩子 so i'm just vaguing it since it'll be implied that the women cannot join (next sentence) anyway The women had also wanted to join in the fun. But they were stopped by Eleanor. "It's not safe for so many to be there. All of you should stay here and look after the children." Someone couldn't help but ask, "Wasn't Victoria also invited?" Comment by Deborah Lim: I took out the gender part from 弟妹不也是女的吗 "She was the woman Benjamin had finally brought back after 30 years and more. Of course, she's different! What can you guys do there anyway, take photos for your Instagram feed?"

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