女性パワー Novels & Stories

Connor had this stupid cocky attitude right up until he touched me, and then suddenly he looked at me like I mattered. Which is… dangerous. Because now my brain won’t shut up about him. I change into pajamas and catch sight of the mark on my neck in the mirror. “Fantastic,” I mumble. I should probably be embarrassed about it. Instead, I touch it lightly and grin. Connor McLeod—campus hockey god, certified menace, probably responsible for half the university’s emotional damage—left a hickey on my neck and somehow rewired my personality in one night. That feels medically concerning.

she explained, shaking her head. "I imagine, the guy has a name in the legal market, whether he likes it or not he's quite young, and many people must be envious of him. "All of this because he knows the owner of Titã, from what I've heard he also got the position of team leader through favoritism, and they say he shouldn't have a woman on his team because he's a womanizer," Tatiane spoke quietly so that no one could hear.

I said and paused turning around to look at him. "On second thought I'm bringing you in, you need to take responsibility for your crimes" I said slowly walking to him. "Ouch! I'm hurt, I was hoping this night would be beautiful but I know it won't as soon as I smell your Pack around , but I was hoping you might just cooperate, I'll release some bit of my scent so you'll be able to recognize me later" he said in the oddly feminine voice. He breathed out deeply and the smell of roses wafted into my nose, like the voice the scent is feminine also and it baffles me.

Dad said. “What – what powers?” Dylan asked anxiously. “Some powers which are unknown… Nobody knows that. She doesn’t even know them unless she is in love with someone” Dad said. “What? L – Love?” I asked in confusion. “Yes… To bring out those powers, she must have some bodily changes in her, like high levels of hormones oxytocin and dopamine released which will trigger those powers inside of her” Dad said. “But why is that?” Dylan asked anxiously.

Who focused on the road with her leg steady on the accelerator. Something isn't right Arlene Said to herself. She realised screaming and shouting at Barb wouldn’t change a thing. She behaved like a programmed robot who had malfunctioned. There were no signs of her being human anymore, like who would hit her husband and speed off without a care? She decided to take the wheel by trying to push her mum’s hands away from the steering, their father and husband was dying, he needed help and there she was running away from something she did. Barbs hand wouldn’t bulge; it became as strong and heavy as osmium.

“Do you remember the first time we watched Akeelah and the Bee and heard this? I resonated so strongly with both of us that we paused the video and looked up the author Marianne Williamson so that we could get the full quote. We repeated it over and over again. Remember, your mom sat us down and reminded us why this meant so much to us and especially to you. Do you remember what your mom said?” “She said that I was a special and powerful female alpha. The goddess gave me a bright light to overshine the darkness in this world. She told me that I would run into three types of people in my life, people who would love and respect my light, people who would be jealous of my light and try to take

Now, this was what you called a true fox, through and through. Meanwhile, the woman in full red outfit, waltzed inside her office. Her presence carried dominance and even without her saying a word, she could impose to everyone present in the room to pay her attention. Talk about girl power....

“That I must be married for at least three consecutive months to gain any rights to contest the power structure. If not, it all goes to them permanently.” I stared at him. “So… I’m your key to taking back what’s yours.” “Yes.” My mind reeled. “But why me? You could’ve picked anyone. Someone from your world.” His eyes darkened. “The reason I chose you doesn’t concern you.” I froze at his curt response. Threading lightly, I asked, “And what’s your stepmother like?” “She hates weakness. She hates anything she can’t manipulate. And you… well, she obviously has nothing on you.”

I didn’t think I will have to actively work hard to gain the company till now, I wanted to go to places and experience the strength of my power, I wanted to go to Gold university and give a god damned speech about being a scholarship student right there and returning as the owner. I wanted doors to open because my name was mentioned, even the flock of women that came with such liberties, Aria probably wouldn’t be able to come along as she would be raising our kids. The thought of power makes me hard and I take my shaft and stroke as I think of how much authority I will possess, and maybe if I like I will hold unto Emb as my mistress, put her on pills and whenever I wanted to fuck good, I’ll

His firmed chest almost touched my back. "How do you think that I'm weaker one?" I shrieked challenging him. "What do you mean?" He asked furiously. "It's simple, I'm a girl, so it's obvious for you to have more physical power than me. So you can't say to me that I'm weak and if I'm weak then you also are weak because you are using your physical power against me... Me, a person, who is a girl, even quite younger than you, who has already less in stamina against you," I replied confidently. He needs to learn how to respect a woman.