Female Imps Novels & Stories

She had often wondered if there were all eccentrics. Emma found herself hoping that her disguised appearance and fake accent were enough to earn her a vote of recognition, as the women stared at her intensely. She prayed, with all of her beings, that she didn’t look as different as she felt. That they would somehow believe that she was one of them. But her prayers weren’t answered. “Imposter… Human!...” The woman finally breathed. “Imposter within us!...” This time, she yelled, taking a step towards her with clenched fists.

The air in my lungs feels like fire, and my legs are on the verge of collapsing beneath me. “This is inhumane,” I wheeze to Mariam, who’s equally out of breath but still has the energy to whisper gossip. “Look at Ipsa Rai,” she huffs, nodding toward one of the wannabe It-girls. Ipsa’s wearing a skin-tight top that’s barely holding it together, and sure enough, the boys are practically drooling over her. “She’s a walking thirst trap,” Mariam adds, rolling her eyes.

“You look… feminine.” And that’s when I actually did choke. I coughed hard, and Jimmy passed me a glass of water. “Kim!” Montana scolded softly. “What?” the girl shrugged, smiling like a cherub who’d just committed murder. Then Jimmy opened his mouth, and I swear I almost fainted. “You should meet her father, Kim,” he said casually. “Idris looks exactly like him. Very, very beautiful and feminine. People often mistake him for a woman. Even his voice is melodic.”

She is happy that she is not the one who is going to see the nasty side of Mina. Inside the Imperial Palace, not even female maids and servants are allowed. Everyone who steps inside the palace should only be men. So when their king carried an angry woman inside, all the male servants are stupified. They froze to the floor, unable to decide if they are dreaming or if it was real.

Stupid technology. The elevator dinged open and she stepped out, heading for the receptionist desk where a girl sat, her face buried into her computer. The moment she heard Lisa she stood up and flashed her a brilliant smile as she sidled around her desk. The girl was almost as tall as Lisa, with features that hinted at a mixed-race heritage and she had a bubbly personality.

Imani is the walking definition of an I*******m baddie; she's got the ambiguous features courtesy of her being half black and half Filipino. She's got curly hair, slightly slanted eyes, full pouty lips- that I suspect fillers have helped her achieve. I text Libby who it is. Libby: Cool, have fun you hear? I tell her I will, and she seems to hesitate before replying to me. Libby: So, some rumours have been flying around, apparently ITENS is getting a new CEO. Me: For reals? Libby: Yeah, but it's just rumours for now Nothing's been confirmed yet. Btw, when do you get back?

She was probably thinking about how I'd humiliate myself tomorrow. I watched Katherine coldly as she turned to leave, humming an odd werewolf song. The tune grated on my nerves, and I had to resist the urge to cover my ears. A group of pack girls happened to pass by, all greeting Katherine with enthusiastic waves and smiles. One of them, a redhead named Lily, called out, "Katherine, we heard you discarded your sensitivity enhancement stone. Are you still participating in tomorrow's selection?" Katherine glanced at me with a sly smile, then resumed her innocent act. The transformation was so smooth, it was almost impressive.

A soft gasp slipped past her lips, and this time, the crowd was already crawling forward. Her girls stepped backward, frightened by the pheromone that Imani was exuding. “My friends and I are decent people. We do not do improper things, and even if one person decides to date the Alpha… tell me, whose father is he? He isn’t any of our fathers.” “You are shameless!” one of the girls said, but Vera gripped her clothes and pulled her closer immediately, silencing her and a few others. “If we are shameless, then what are you all? Spreading rumors without evidence?”

The lady stood a metre behind her with heavy makeup, wearing only a red pant and red brassiere. She was barely thirty and had already brought the semen of twenty men into Seductra’s watery orb. She knew these men would subsequently be worthless for the rest of their lives, though it didn’t bother her. It was now One-Fifty-Five in the afternoon as both women began to walk downwards into the body of the water, en route to Seductra’s watery orb. In the real and physical world, this particular initiate was an auditor in one of the insurance companies, somewhere in South-East Asia.

She quickly wiped it off as she thought to herself, when she will also be able to meet her Prince Charming. After reading for a while, Ximena went back to reading gossip. Recently, she had been paying attention to the news of a female group member who was about to be dug up. Among these four female group members, all of them were extremely beautiful, but there were huge differences between them. This was because every single one of them had a personality. "Ximena!" Paula called her. Ximena immediately moved her hand, raising her head to look over, "Ms. Bellamy, what's wrong?"