قصص وروايات قصيرة من فئة Imagination وتدور في Fling

I'm met with bad news the moment I woke up. Apparently, I have a condition. My skin needs frequent intimate contact, or I break out in a painful, unbearable rash. The good news? I somehow wake up in a Shifter Realm. To keep my symptoms under control, I buy a pair of White Tiger Shifter twins. The older sister, Sierra Valle, has me on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, while her younger sister, Sabrina Valle, gets Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Sundays are up for grabs, and they settle the matter with rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins gets to spend the day with me. This Sunday, however, neither of them is willing to give an inch. Just as I'm about to suggest that the three of us could simply share a bed, a stream of comments suddenly flashes across my vision. [Seriously, this side character is disgusting. Does he even know that both female protagonists throw up every time they're intimate with him?] [Those poor girls. Not only can they not be with the person they actually love, but they also have to put up with that ugly bastard humiliating them every single day.] [Don't worry. The male protagonist is here now. He'll save both female protagonists. In the end, the side character will get on his bad side, and he'll have their limbs ripped off and their skin flayed. Just thinking about it is so satisfying.] I stare at the comments in stunned silence. Then, I immediately take two steps back and wave my hands. "Never mind. Let's… not do this today." The sisters, who somehow manage to strip off half their clothes in the span of three seconds, freeze where they stand.

The Moon Goddess offered me her protection. If I died, I'd get one chance to be reborn through the werewolf trials. I was born with "sensory impairment." I wasn't an Omega, but I couldn't shift into a wolf. I couldn't see or sense wolves in their lupine forms or their power. When I appeared alongside ninety-nine other trial candidates in an ancient rainforest shrouded in thick fog and darkness, everyone assumed I wouldn't make it past the first day. But here I was, in the terrifying rainforest nests, treating a ghostly wolf pup, drowned for its unusual coat color, as my own little cub. And, I flirted with a bloodthirsty vampire spirit who took pleasure in killing, treating him like a lover. I even befriended the evil twin Hexenbiest, treating them like sisters. The first time we met, I reached out and ran my hand over the vampire's abs. "Nice body," I commented, "just a bit on the short side." He let out a humorless laugh, reattached the head he'd been holding to his neck, and gripped my chin. "I'm six-foot-five," he said. "Want to take another look?"

In a luxurious suite, I get pinned against the floor-to-ceiling window by my rival, Elias Forrest. At the moment, we're making out with each other without a care in the world. Just as I'm about to immerse myself in lust, I suddenly notice rows of live comments appearing before me. "Why is the villainess being such a slut? Is she that big of a whore for men? If not for the fact that the male lead has mistaken her for someone else due to his drugged state, there's no way she could've gotten together with him in the first place!" "It's fine. The female lead will soon show up to save the male lead from the villainess. Once he has all sobered up, the villainess will definitely get what's coming for her. Heheh!" "The male lead is our darling female lead's devoted lover, you see! He hates the fact that the villainess has tainted his purity, so he's decided to toss her into the slums so that she gets violated by a group of beggars. In the end, the villainess dies a terrible death on the streets." With red-rimmed eyes, Maisie Sadler opens the door. "What the hell are you two doing?" But the steamy scene that Maisie imagines is nowhere to be seen. I'm not even hugging Elias right now. There's only a dog with fur as white as snow in my arms. Both of us turn to look at Maisie in confusion. "Hmm?" Even the dog barks in confusion as well.