Chapters tagged imp

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 2

.....Really? You want more? Alright alright geeze some people. HEY! HEY! You take over, I can't deal with this.... but you're always good at explaining stuff... \*Shuffle shuffle, the writing style shifts to a far more professional look\* Good Day or Evening dear guest. This ch...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 2

Cartoons are fun and so are Comic books. Yeah yeah... We're just gonna throw DC and Marvel in here as sub categories cause when most people think of them, they also think of their animated forms too. So let's get going. Alright alright geeze. The Tome works weird with Toons Toon...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 3

**Tome Level: Emergency. Housed Imps: 0 ** "And this is how he flew about, see high strength circus wires. Combined with the fog and darkness, it made him seem like he was floating.” a heavy even voice pointed out. "With a mechanical wrench hidden in the costume and controls in...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 4

"I can't believe those guys. Always with the ghosts and magic when there's always a logical explanation." Velma huffed as she returned a book back to it's place, making sure it was following the organization order. Shaggy was always overreacting over the smallest thing. He serio...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 5

"Ugh. Very well." Velma muttered to the empty void around her, "If there's nothing to be done for it I will put it on. Might as well lose my mind while I'm trapped here." She was just so done with everything. A maddness induced by a coma, it had to be the only reason for all of t...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 6

Velma walked over to the Book that was on the wooden stand, her hips swaying a more exaggerated way than she normally did. She noted it but it didn't feel weird or off putting at all. She wondered how much she had changed for this body. Stepping up to the book, she cracked it op...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 3

Alright we're going to the Old School comics. From Blueboy goodie goodie to the dark and brooding Nightman and then off to... Well let's just say a LOT of people like a certain Amazon for varying reasons. Going beyond them we have more A to C listers to other teams and groups lik...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 4

**Tome Level: 1. Housed Imps: 3** The old man was in the middle of locking up his store. A store he'd had in his family for ages. It was a in the upscale side of town, specializing in specialty books. The kinds you wanted translated, from over seas or copies from museums. Highly...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 5

The old book keeper heard a knock on the door. It was probably Benny checking in on him. The old man hadn't found the answer he wanted in the time he'd spent searching. In fact it didn't feel like he spent much time doing so. But who else could it be at the door but Benny. He sto...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 6

"Oh what the heck could it hurt right?" Harley cackled as she cracked the book open, "If ol Benny shows up he just goes in the office too. I got LOADS of time. So... tell me your secrets book". "....okay what?" Harley muttered. It was mostly empty. Only at the front was there t...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 7

"Hmmmm.... who to pick... who to pick....," Harley sing sang out loud as she swayed around the store and a very whimsy manner. She couldn't really choose, it was all so interesting. "Oh but now to make it even more interesting!" she said, as she closed her eyes. She flipped the p...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 8

On the edge of Gotham was no end of abandoned buildings. Failed ventures, corruption, fronts for other business, or decayed ruins from a villain's rampage; these structures were always in a state of flux of being built up, left alone and torn down to repeat the cycle. And the cri...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 9

Harley made up her mind. A trio possibly more of magically **imp-**powered near immortal hechladies? Ones that would be willing to do what she wanted, and looked really cute at the same time, while being just as mischievous as herself? Did a chicken cross the road? The clown's h...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 10

"You like money so much little Reya?" Harley asked, to which the Head imp simply nodded. A slow and deliberate one as if to say 'what of it'? The clown kept her grin. "Well, I have an idea of a new girl for you. I just need a few left over things." Harley got up and went over to...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 11

"Hehehehe, so... wait.. you... hehehehe some hehe... little midgets helping you?" Glitch was currently sitting on the couch of her living room. Well to call it a living room was overselling it. It was painfully small, barely fitting in the couch, TV set and a one book stand. She...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 12

"Well well, I suppose you were telling the truth Reya. Wow she's adorable like this. Way cuter than that frumpy dumpy girl before." Harley quipped as she walked around the transformed Allison. It was a LOT to take in. The fence had been rather plain and flat but now she looked l...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 13

“So computer set up?” Reya asked, looking over Allison’s shoulders. The pair were in a small room that honestly looked a lot like Allison's former computer room. Save for being bigger, cleaner and not as cramped with stuff. The fact the room had outlets was a bit of a shock to t...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 14

Harley stretched as she got out of bed. Wasn't the best sleep but it was still enough to recharge her batteries. The clown grabbed her clothes and walked across the way to the chemical shower, cleaning up as best she could, with some imp help who made sure to get her thighs butto...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 16

Harley cheered along with the imps but Ivy was already thinking. Having a backup of Imps for her own plans was interesting and more importantly she could keep the clown on a leash. She'd probably go too crazy and or get corrupted. Better to stay close by... but hopefully out of t...

by ShadeWriter

Chapter 18

Allison’s hands gripped around Reya's shoulders before she realized what was happening. A grin was on her face as she was pulled down into a deep kiss, allowing the newer imp to have control of the pace. For now at least. She did nothing as hands ran across her body, opening her...