Femalerage Histoires

Alanna did everything in her power to gain her parents' approval: wore the right clothes, dated the right men, attended the right parties, and made enough money to get them through the doors of high society that had long been out of their reach. Instead of a thank you for all she had done, she was blamed for reacting the wrong way to finding out her husband had been cheating on her with her younger sister-and her family wanted her to accept it because it was "true love." When Alanna decided she was done vying for her parents' approval and started feeling isolated, an old classmate came to her with an offer she couldn't refuse: marry him and join one of the most powerful families in town. The catch? Intimacy was off the table. Any plans for future children would be done through surrogacy or artificial insemination. Deciding this was the only way to regain her dignity, she agreed. But her growing attraction to her new husband made the no-intimacy rule all the more unwelcome.

a short story with cowgirls

"𝑩𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕." - 𝑮𝒂𝒖𝒓𝒊 𝑹𝒂𝒊 "𝑫𝒓𝒖𝒈..𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏..𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑫; 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏𝒆'𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆" - 𝑽𝒊𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝑴𝒂𝒖𝒓𝒚𝒂 "𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒈; 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌." - 𝑯𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒊 3 lives, 3 stories, 2 timelines, 1 destiny

In the dead-end town of Ashford, everybody knows Halo-the reckless blonde who owns the underground races from red light to red light. Low-rise jeans, silver cross, and a smile that makes boys crash their cars. Nobody knows she's really Kinsley Monroe. Nobody knows her mother is in prison for the street race that killed a man. Nobody knows Kinsley races to forget the wreckage she calls a family. Then Luca Moretti rolls in. Black 2026 Porsche 911 Turbo S. Old-money silence. Cold precision wrapped in dangerous restraint. The entire town hates the rich outsider on sight. Halo challenges him anyway. What begins as a race becomes obsession. Raw American muscle versus engineered dominance. Emotion versus control. One collision at a time, Luca sees the girl behind the legend-and Kinsley realizes the most dangerous thing on the runway isn't the cars. It's how little she cares if she survives the crash. A dark small-town racing romance packed with obsession, jealousy, possessive heat, underground races, and the kind of love that burns brightest right before it explodes.

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For Cassie, life is mostly about passing exams, dealing with people, and trying not to have a mental breakdown every other chapter. She knows better than to expect peace. Fate has never been that kind, and its timing is always annoyingly perfect. So OF COURSE, that is when Chris shows up, the universe just decided to drag and drop him straight into her life. He is calm in an unsettling way, notices things he really should not, and somehow always knows what is going on in her life. He appears exactly when needed, asks the right questions, and gets way too comfortable being involved for someone nobody invited. What follows is academic stress, elite chaos, crossed lines, and the slow realisation that care can start to feel a lot like control. This is not a cute romance. It is about obsession acting normal, danger pretending to be concern, and a guy who really should not have this much access to anyone's life.

"It's surprisingly easy to kidnap a girl, Mona. Especially if you know everything about her." At the prestigious Emerson College of Arts, only the elite few have the privilege of graduating. At the end of their final year, the students take the biggest exam of their lives - either they graduate with the highest marks and a earn place in the art world, or they don't. Three women, eager to prove they're deserving of their places at Emerson, find themselves at the base of morality when they decide to kidnap their ex-best friend. At Emerson, no bad deed goes unnoticed, time unfolds even the darkest of secrets, and all roads lead to madness.

A compilation of poems about love, and loss, being a daughter, and a human unacknowledged, with a heart aching to be loved. *slowly adding media * Sorry for any inconvenience with the format whether you're reading from a phone or a Laptop- i'm constantly editing so that my readers can hopefully have a pleasant reading experience :') Thanks for passing by. ♡

Story will be updated every Friday This is the Story of Nova Sparks, Fierce Badass Queen of Crooks in Lithium. Her mission: To kill the next King before he's crowned or suffer at the hands of her people. And then there's Cryus, Future King of Atlantica and rebellious as ever. If he's to be future king it appears he'll have to rein himself and his adventurous spirit into a more strick version of himself before they crown him King. His mission: To not Die before he's crowned King and to not disappoint his people.

Miranda Banks. A young woman in her twenties goes to live with her mom due to some stalking and recent murders but what happens when her unresolved trauma catches up to her

Internal monologue of a woman fed up with living in a man's world. For anyone tired of unnecessary male anger being revered while our justified anger is dismissed. Inspired by and references the Warsan Shire quote, "To my daughter I will say, when the men come, set yourself on fire." Shire, Warsan. Teaching My Mother How to Give Birth. Lightning Source Inc, 2014.

For three hundred years, every queen in Elowen's bloodline has died before her twenty-fifth birthday. The kingdom calls it tragedy. She calls it a curse. When the ancient crown is placed upon her head, Elowen discovers the truth: it does not kill its queens - it devours them. Their souls are trapped within the gold, feeding something old, patient, and starving. But this queen was not raised to be prey. And curses can bleed.

© a supernatural story ❛ 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃. ❜ ❛ an angel, a necromancer and a hunter walk into a bar... No this isn't the start of some bad joke. This actually happened. . ❜ ﹙ ⋅ ☽ ⋅ ☾ ⋅ ﹚ Death loathes them. Reapers are tired of seeing them. Ghosts know them all too well. Demons despise them. Angels need them. Gods fear them. Hunters tell stories about them. The Winchesters are forced to work with them to save the world. Their parents: dead, absent or disappointed. Their abilities: consistently infuriating and dangerous. Their trauma: mostly compensated with revenge. Their life power: female rage and adrenaline. Their humour: not funny at all. Their job: raise Death (or maybe not, depends on who you're asking). Enid Blackwood, Ellie Harvelle and Angel of the Lord Evangeline, have been tied together through a golden thread by the hand of the Fates. Hunting the supernatural, in particular the wrathful gods, they try to seek out the members of Thanatos Circle, whose name is red underlined on their revenge list. But they are promised a great destiny in the divine scheme of the Apocalypse by the Angels, the Demons, and the Circle. However, who will the God Killers listen to when there are no more pawns to play? (SUPERNATURAL SEASON ONE-) (SAMWINCHESTERXFEM!OC) (CLAIRENOVAMXFEM!OC) (JOHARVELLEXFEM!OC) (DESTIEL)

He's my greatest secret, lust, fix, and mistake. Loving him will destroy me. "Made Men will stain your soul Gia..." _________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ "You keep pushing me away." Julien's voice drops dangerously. His other hand settles on my waist, pulling me an inch closer, his touch heavy and dominant. I can feel the heat of him through my dress. It's a reminder of every reason I shouldn't let him close. "Tell me the truth, Gia, are you scared of me, or scared you won't wanna stop once I start?" "Shut up. I'm not going anywhere with you." He holds my phone up in front of us, the screen illuminating a ghostly blue. His thumb dances over the glass with a practiced ease and I watch as he jabs in my passcode and then with a few swipes unblocks his number. "You'll do exactly what I say." _________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ But Max.... I'm just supposed to be his new Collateral. He shouldn't look at me like something more. I'm not the girl they think they're fighting over. I'm the price of their war. Ecstasy always comes with a cost. I just didn't know I'd be the one to pay it.

No matter how hard they try men cannot think that women are capable of doing such acts. The towns people are in distress at the sudden disappearing people. But besides that fact the people love nothing more than a good exhibition of artworks such as paintings and. statues. Some say that the statues resemble those of the missing, but they could never think that such actions could be done by a mere someone. Let alone a young woman. "I felt myself slowly getting attracted to her. Oh heavens if people found out they'd call it blasphemy for a woman falling for another woman. But by the way she smiles, she is such a soft spoken person for a girl such as herself, if she really was aware of the world out here I bet she'd be disappointed but she'd still accept it whole-heartedly I would save her from this world if I could, But I'm not one to fit in society" Her morals. Torn by a mere chance of suddenly meeting someone.

"A dead Lord Commander does not solve the rot." Venomous politics, a neglected duty, and a grief-stricken Queen. In the blood-stained aftermath of a royal tragedy, one woman's refusal to bow to a corrupt court sets a new, dark game in motion.

In the kingdom of Edevane, people still whisper about the mysterious woman who vanished from the royal ball at midnight. To the world, she was only a beautiful stranger. To King Lucien Valmont, she became an obsession. But behind the fairytale lies something far darker. Elara Ashbourne has spent her life buried beneath cruelty, grief, and humiliation. When a horrifying truth about her father's death shatters the last fragile pieces of her innocence, she abandons mercy and steps willingly into the shadows of forbidden magic. As the lonely king tears apart the kingdom searching for the woman he believes fate promised him, Elara quietly enters the royal court with revenge hidden behind silk gloves and practiced smiles. What begins as a hunt slowly becomes something far more dangerous: a slow-burning spiral of obsession, manipulation, desire, and ruin. Because some love stories are not meant to heal. Some are meant to burn kingdoms down.🕯️🖤 GENRES- •Dark Fantasy •Gothic Romance •Psychological Drama •Tragic Romance •Royal Fantasy

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Some inherit wealth. Others inherit name Sophia Adams inherited the shadows they tried to bury

Constance is a feminist from the 30's, while she's determined to fight for what she believes in, her husband is against it. On February 15, is where it all starts to crumble around her. But she won't give up, even in death.