Women Novels & Stories

I started flicking through the book on poisons, racking my brain for anything that might give us an edge so we wouldn’t be here all day and all night. The book opened at ‘W’ and I glanced over the list, not really taking it in. ‘Wolfsbane’ Ha. I smirked. “Hey Lise?” “Have you found something?” “No...I was wondering... are werewolves real?” She looked at me oddly “Yes... you’ve only just wondered? So are griffins, banshees, elves, manticores, dragons, mermaids and gargoyles...” “Christ, I hope I don’t run in to any of them. Vampires are enough, thank you very much.”

In a room elegantly adorned with a sophisticated blend of purple, black, and white, two women were engaged in a heated conversation. One, with disheveled black hair, was sprawled across the bed, occasionally sitting up to speak with her companion. The other, a blonde, had her hair neatly pinned back, allowing her to apply makeup with precision. "So, you just left without saying anything?" Emily, the black-haired woman, exclaimed, her voice sharp with disbelief. Sitting upright on the bed, Emily couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was Amelia serious? She stared at her friend, whose irritated expression spoke volumes.

In Zen's thought, "women are just a toy and entertainment part, and one man can never be satisfied by one woman. They need many and like dresses, woman should be changed as well. The greed for them is like drugs and the more you have the more addicted you get." As the days pass, Karan gets eager to meet the boss aka me who was just the pawn. I didn't pay attention at all but then one moment came and I had to come. The desire to meet his wife got stronger but I couldn't meet her, so he called me for the party which was the day after. And I had no plans to hung there but again the mention of Dia made me stop

Harry didn't have sanitary products. It was evening already and the stars were already in play, Maria walked into the nearest convenience store she could find. Forgetting she had a reputation to uphold or hide, she had done carefree without a mask or anything to cover her face with. Who knew fame came with a never-ending game of hide and seek? Whispers ensued wherever she walked by, followed by skin-pricking stares and eyes full of pity. It was nighttime already but the USA had lights enough to tackle the sun. The cashier in particular had thrown her an 'I feel pity for you' stare as she registered what Maria bought. What was happening? It was okay if they recognized her but that stare, it m

he said gently placing one of his large hands on my arm and I felt myself relax. “What made you walk away from it?” I asked curious. He didn’t answer with words, he just looked affectionately at Anya, who stared lovingly back at him. She walked over and took a seat on his lap kissing his cheek and laying her head on his shoulder, she looked even smaller wrapped in his arms, they looked so happy. It made me smile, feeling their moment was an intimate one I looked away taking in the rest of the people in the room. In the connecting kitchen I found two women. The first one I noticed was a tall, lean woman with shoulder length wavey dark brown hair with eyes to ma

It's most definitely not something she can wear to see Kane Boron. Remembering how Priscilla use to dress whenever she sees her and Kane, how she looks sophisticated, charming and alluring as well and she realized that being a woman is a lot of trouble. If she was to be Oliver now, just a shirt and a pant will be enough to see Kane. She left her room for her aunts, all the way making a mental note to herself to go shopping for female wears if she knows she wants to keep up her little game.

I wanted to go back but didn't want to stay alone because as long as I was with my family, I was happy. *** "Pink or yellow?", asked Ama as she held the pencil colors for me to see. I pretended to think before answering. "Blue" a frown graced her delicate features as she replied "Princesses don't wear blue" she said choosing to go with the yellow and ignore my advice. "Who says blue isn't a princess color?" I asked feigning interest "Everyone". I rolled my eyes at the vague answer. "Don't say 'everyone' if it's just your friends who say so" she made to speak but I cut her off

Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack. Lacie went with black leather pants, a lace black top with a cami underneath and black heels. Lily was sporting a green leather mid-thigh dress with short sleeves and black ankle boots. Monica was all black – black mini skirt with black corset style top and black heels. I chose my signature black skinny jeans, black tank with my black leather jacket and black leather heeled boots.