Romans & histoires Women

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

Meredith says and now I feel cheated by my own sister. "I'm disappointed, Meredith." I say playfully. "Aw, don't act like you haven't seen that coming. I am supporting you both of course!" Meredith smiles at me. "She's right. You can't support just one of you if you are a couple. That's like supporting Batman but not Robbin." Kerem says and both of the girls agree with him. "Mind your own business, you freaking dork." I say and regret it because the girls now look mad at me like I'm the devil in this room.

Three gorgeous women were hanging out in the pool, wearing different swimsuits. These three gorgeous women were Waltz, Maya and Brittany. The first two women were extremely charming, there was no doubt about that. Even Brittany, who was middle-aged, looked amazing in a swimsuit. She took good care of her figure and beauty, she usually practiced yoga at home too. “Hey, Alex, want to join us?” Maya asked. “Yeah, you’ve been cooped up in the basement for two days, you must smell bad. Come in here to wash up.” Waltz waved to Alex. She was wearing a black bikini.

Danika Williams As much as I hate to say it: I’ve been a good girl. Jake didn’t seem to care, he was way too professional and it was getting on my nerves. You know what maybe I don’t need this, I don’t need to follow a man’s instructions, just so that he’ll have sex with me. That’s just crazy, I can’t be so desperate for him, right? He thinks I’ve anger issues but I just think everyone around me is very dumb and oversensitive.

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.

"Is my Mrs. Moore home?" "Other room, we have to talk, Jon." Jon went to get dressed with Elaine following. "You've been working pretty long nights. Is it important?" Jon shook his head and shrugged. "The human hybrids have been all over the news. I want to get down to the bottom of it and find out who would do that to children. I need to know if there is more out there..." Elaine smiled a little. Jon was such a good man, and she was glad he was already looking into it. "They call it the W Series. Tiffany and Westley were 2 of 644 experimented on children within the facility." Jon looked at Elaine in surprise before realization dawned on him. "The thing you had to keep secret..." She nodded.

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

Six women. Six she-wolves who looked like they’d been designed in a laboratory. Sitting on velvet chairs, legs crossed, made up, styled, glowing. A blonde with green eyes and full lips. A redhead with curves that defied physics. A brunette with glossy black hair and a neckline that left nothing to imagination. The other three just as spectacular. Today was different. “Who’s this?” the blonde asked, wrinkling her nose. “Beta Amelia’s assistant,” Tomás explained. “She’ll be handling—”