Grlpwr Stories

When you find your fiancé holding your father at gunpoint you soon find your self agreeing to marry for your father's freedom. Trapped in your own agreement, married to the person you hate most, you start wonder why your father was on someone's death list anyway...

Alegra: Entra si quieres...

Ada has a pretty ordinary life. Pretty boring, actually. She's moving in two days, and is ready to explore the world. But in one moment, everything changes. She gets a strange message from a stranger, one that seems impossible to predict. But then again- one moment could change your life. Or Death.

"We are palettes carrying different colors." - Ayu

'You are a dumb, pathetic loser ' said Agnes ------------------ Herline D. D'costa, a seventh - grader with good grades, an all time smiley face, a pretty doll like face which people admire. Many want to become like her that's why she has enemies. She has a good and forgiving heart of gold but she prays that no one gets her life. Why? Cause its not always what it seems like. She has a lot of things, of which people may feel relieved to not have. A broken family, separated parents, unheard cries, unseen tears, a wandering soul, a restless mind filled with suicidal thoughts, a nonexistent childhood and continuous taunting, discouraging and demotivating. Welcome into her life where its not always what it seems like. She may be a strong girl but for how long? Will she succumb to the suicidal thoughts of her mind or will she rise above all? Read to find out! Based on true story ------------------ Guys its my first try at writing, hope u all like it and if not please be good and not completely harsh and cruel 😊😊😊😊

Dorian Tyrell is a 20-year-old werewolf, that's just going to turn 21 in two days, that means this Friday he will find his mate. Although Dorian is not that thrilled to find a woman to share his life with, his wolf cannot wait any longer to have someone to share his life with. As much as Dorian wanted to avoid this, he found her. ------ I'm no good at descriptions, but please give my story a chance. Thank you.

Jak už napovídá název, je hodně chvil, kdy se my ženy můžeme cítit hrdé proto, co děláme nebo spíš proto, co dokážeme. Pojďme pocítit trochu té hrdosti, dámy...

I wanna be perfect... but- perfect doesn't exist, does it?? So... if not perfect... then- what will I be? ~ME~ I'll be myself! but ... I don't how to...

Girls aren't weak But we don't have to be strong all the time either Just let girls be girls And they will blossom into Queens. *** Credit: A big thanks to @dahfne22 for the amazing cover!

This is not the end

This is my third story!!!!!!! 🖤Elle shared her story with us, but as we contacted to her step-mom, we heard a different story. I included it for you in the end of the story. I'd like to hear your opinions!

Who is anyone to tell me what I can or cannot do? Who is anyone to judge me basis my sex?Who is anyone to tell me who to love? Mainly feminist, but hey; proud supporter of BLM and LGBTQ+ Community, you guys are awesome.

fem•i•nism /ˈfeməˌnizəm/ noun the advocacy of women's rights on the basis of the equality of the sexes. Copyright ©2017 by stoicalmind All rights reserved.

A little piece of my chaotic mind. They are free verse short poems that talk about what I'm passionate about: the feminism and the gender-based violence. Feel free to leave constructive criticism; it's the first time I try to write poems in English so please, if there's any mistake that can lead to a misunderstanding let me know.

'He walks in and the door slowly starts closing. It's now or never. I run in after him and slip in just before the door closes with a satisfying clunk. The staircase is dark and gloomy and every step I take makes a squeak. I carefully remove my trainers, leaving them in a corner in the dark, and start descending down the stairs. I am faced with a large busy room. People in uniforms are bustling about everywhere, shouting instructions at other people. Some are carrying needles and others paperwork. The walls look like they are made out of metal and the room gives off a creepy feeling. There are large tubes pumping wires full of blueish liquid and large plastic containers everywhere. I notice that the tubes are running to a large see-through container that seems to glow but I can't get a very good look at it. I see the bald man walking towards a corner at the end of the room and I know I have to try and follow him or I will never figure out what's going on in this strange place.' The Endgame War has destroyed the earth and most people are gone. But some towns have managed to live life in a jungle and become their own secret tribe. And when a tribe member is given the opportunity to go back in time and fix everything but risk losing her loved ones, will she take it or will her stubbornness get the better of her? When she discovers a sinister plan and that the one person she trusts is helping it, will she stop it or will she be the one to cause the end of the world? I will try to post a new part every Saturday. The photos in the cover are not mine, I just edited them together.

To all the fangirls and fanboys out there! xoxo ~Rashi❤

Do you like good Fanfiction? Great! Proceed to the exit button. As for the rest of you with no standards, enjoy this. You better enjoy this, you have no choice. First fanfic don't be harsh pls 👉👈