Female Imps Novels & Stories

“You were mating.” A sharp burst of humiliation burned through Imara. “That is none of your business!” she snapped, heat crawling up her neck. Ashwin’s expression darkened. “You’re too young for this.” Imara let out a bitter laugh. “I’m fifty-six. I can do whatever I want.” Ashwin’s eyes flashed dangerously. “You think you can,” he said coolly. “But you’re still too young to understand the consequences. You’re going to end up mateless, Imara. With clutches of children and no mate to support you—”

Many were getting maimed or slaughtered by older, battle hardy males who were hoarding females. I was never worried about being hoarded by such males. Nobody wanted to square off with Remus. He had even frightened the two friends I had made into staying back. Kita would then speak to me through the woodline, under scrutinizing glare of Remus. Remus had never favored Kita, who was a rogue male. Kita was female crazy and eccentric. Too full of life and not enough of sense, Remus would say.

I close my eyes, a wave of cold realization washing over me. Of course. Lea covered every base. She didn't just steal my identity; she inoculated everyone against the truth. She told them I was a cousin—someone with the same blood but none of the status. A poor, broken relative. "I know," Sophia murmurs. "But it's haunting." "It's a cruel trick of nature, that's all," Eva says, the knife resuming its rhythm. "Our Mrs. Jackson was a queen. She glowed. This poor girl... she's broken. She's a ghost of a person. Don't disrespect the dead by comparing them."

“Nonsense! He’s lying! He tried to blackmail me but failed, so he’s framing me! You can’t believe him!” “Frame you?” A clear female voice came from the doorway. My roommates were here. Standing with them was my counselor, Alexander. One of my roommates spoke first. She placed a photo of me from when I still had long hair in front of the cameras. “I lived in the same dorm with Chris for three years. You think I can’t tell if she’s a male or female?” “That’s right!” another roommate echoed. “If women could produce sperm and get someone pregnant, how could people like us who are studying medicine not know about such an advanced evolutionary leap?”

"She's nothing but a discarded bitch, yet she dared to impersonate the King's mate!" Her voice echoed through the temple. Realizing what she'd just said, her face went pale. "Impersonate?" Kael slowly rose to his feet. An immense pressure washed over the hall. Everyone present felt the crushing weight and instinctively took a step back. "You believe she was impersonating my mate?" Damon gritted his teeth and forced himself to speak. "Your Majesty, forgive my bluntness, but that woman is truly unworthy of such a title. She was cast out by the Blood Moon Pack and spent five years in the Far North. Her virtue… is long gone."

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"Ignore the Wendigos and Fae that will be coming on to your territory. They're just here to take care of me." I just gave her a nod, and Ari, Eric, and the woman who was my mate and I headed towards my home. Half an hour later we had reached my mailbox and Ari and Eric went door to Ari's house. I looked at my mate and she was staring at a group of women I had slept with in the past. "Ignore them." I told her. "Not with what they said about Emiko." She growled, looking at me. "Emiko is?" "The female Wendigo. The Fae Queen." She said, crossing her arms. "They call her a slut."

She was impatient. The strongest one among them fearlessly replied, "You must first go through us before you can see our boss." They thought Emine, being alone, was an easy opponent to defeat since she was female. Women can never be strong no matter what. "You are very beautiful, we will have an extra meal. "Fine, since that is the case, let me be your supper," she said mischievously. With lightning speed, she kicked four men, leaving the others surprised and in pain, unable to see her moves.

She finally allowed herself to be briefly double-penetrated, two thick tentacles from her own corrupted squad plunging into her pussy and ass at once but even then she stayed in control, riding them hard while she continued railing a line of players with her futa cock. “That’s right stuff your queen’s holes while I breed the rest of you worthless sluts!” she snarled. “But remember: I fuck **more**! I always fuck more!” The pressure built to unbearable levels. Emily pulled every tentacle back toward her, growing even more until the field looked like a living web of black-and-red demonic limbs. She positioned herself at the exact center of the 50-yard line, legs spread wide, massive futa cock