Female Imps Novels & Stories

Amanda’s POV Every word I uttered to him are all lies, I did not mean every each of them but what can I do? I know I am mare omega and nothing but to imitate as his mate but I can let him to insult every inch of my dignity and feelings. I need to stop myself and these feelings to grow that even when the marked are vanish, I still can stand without him. I can feel dizzy again, this past few days my body become different. I want to sleep more and have no appetite at all, maybe this is the effect of the drugs I always take just to make sure I will not go to heat again in front of that Alpha.

Liam ordered the group. We all parted from Veronica, leaving her and two other girls that she was going to share this kill with. I licked my lips in anticipation. My beast wanted to laugh. How could we be intimidated by a female who couldn't even take down her own bear? It was funny. She wasn't worthy for our male. As much as she wanted to think she was good enough for him, my beast and I both knew she wasn't. Her mate would be at her level when she finally met him.

She was smiling. “I have come to pick the boys. Their father wants them to go on a holiday.” I uttered with a straight face. “But they are in the middle of their studies. They will miss their tutoring and Don Gustavo doesn’t like his boys missing their lessons.” The woman had adjusted her body to give the impression that she was in charge. “What is your name ma'am?” I asked, trying not to sound disrespectful. “Inez. Ma’am.” the lady's voice came. “Do you know who I am?” I asked.

They could ruin your image, tarnish the name of your company, and drag you down with them. "You have exactly thirty seconds to get out of my office." Her eyes, covered by thick false eyelashes, opened wide with disbelief before she stood and exited. What is wrong with these women? I thought to myself, shaking my head. I called for the next person, hoping it was someone better, but this one was worse. She had to about eighty percent plastic: her boobs, butt, facial features. She was dark in complexion but had on a blonde weave or a wig, or whatever that long straw-thing was, blue lips, blue nails, and a blue dress to complete her already clownish look.

"Young Master! Please lead me! I'll give this training everything I've got." I grinned and gave the young man's fiery eyes a nod. It would be strange if others witnessed this scene. I appeared to be between 16 and 17 years old because of the body I was in. This body, in fact, was under 16 years old. "Imps aren't powerful. They are only marginally faster than humans and have harder skin. They will be your ideal training partners." My abilities were a bit of a ruse. I had already used them to the limit.

Not anyhow sound but like moans or maybe cries even and the sound of a hot sex. Her face flushed and she turned crimson red, she never knew or never thought Kane would hook up with a girl. She was tempted to open the door and see how fast he can move which was making the girl scream like that. "Oliver?" She jumped like a child who had been caught doing something bad. After all, she was doing something bad. She was about to peek at her friend having a hot sex. "Caro! Wha-wha-what are you doing here?"

I could tell it was a very bad word. In a heartbeat, the room filled with more than two hundred pre-teen girls grew quiet altogether. All eyes were on her, and how could they not? It was so weird to hear someone actually speak out her mind, at least here. Because here, women's opinion is supposed to be like the dark side of the moon; it exists, yet it is never exposed. But Sam was not the modest dark side of the moon. She was a proud Sirius A; a beautiful, free spirit we can't afford, Sister Cecilia said.

Finally , she looked up and turned to Selina annoyance clear in her voice “ This is so shameful , I can’t believe this - and I don’t think I want to watch it anymore - girls shedding their self respect and dignity for a bit of money ? That’s just revolting “ Aha , there it was . Her voice was neither low nor did she made an attempt to keep it below whisper . The group of girls( strippers) that was standing near us , were taken aback , one of them opened and closed her mouth , trying to justify herself but her friend shook her head and they left . I saw Selina chuckling and Bella sagging in relief ,and I quickly sidled up to her “ Hey , Gorgeous “

For now, I only have their names, and where they came from — if you could call it that. The clatter of heels made me look up. Even before my eyes landed on her, I already knew who it was. Imelda, the bitch, had been absent since morning because she was interviewing the youngest football player with a good number of goals. “Finally, she graced the office with her disgusting presence!” She placed her hands on her waist, eyes narrowed at me. Green gown, enough make-up to last me a lifetime and 6 inches of black heels, she looked like a whore. A highway one.

The perfect illusion. The perfect false heiress.