روايات وقصص ضمن Because I Reincarnated As A Succubus

“Hey. Whatever it is, I’m not running. Just tell me.” She looked at him. Really looked. The faint glow of health still on his skin, the concern in his eyes, the way he was reaching for her even now. “I’m not… normal,” she said finally. The words felt like glass in her throat. “I’m not what you think I am.” He waited. Patient. Steady. Lila closed her eyes. “I’m a succubus, Marcus. I feed on sexual energy. On life force. I was supposed to use you and leave. But I can’t. I fucking can’t anymore.”

He stood there for a moment, his back to her, shoulders tense. "So this is going to sound absolutely insane," he said finally. "Try me. This week has already been pretty weird." He turned around, and Maya's breath caught. There was something different about him now, something she could not quite name. The air felt charged and heavy with an energy that made her skin prickle and her pussy clench involuntarily. "I'm an incubus," Luca said flatly. Maya blinked. "A... what?" "A demon. Specifically, one that feeds on sexual energy." He ran a hand through his hair, looking profoundly uncomfortable. "I moved here because this building usually has high turnover, people don't stay long, so I can get j

He could control me! Logically, realizing my body was being controlled should have been frightening. However, his control made me feel incredibly at ease. Being coerced by him felt comfortable. No, it wasn’t coercion. It was guidance. Damn it. I’m wet again. “Sir, can everyone see your ears? Why didn’t I see them in the office?” “Because you’re a succubus descendant too. Your mother is a succubus.” “Huh? My mom’s a succubus?

Alveric Valentine (P.O.V.) Succubus. That is the first word to come to mind when I saw Isla’s eyes. In case you do not know what, a succubus is known to be a female demon that sleeps with men in their dreams. It has been speculated that they use this as a technique to lure their victims to them so that when they do have them in their grasp, they can kill them. However, during my years as a historian and messenger waiting for the prophecy to unfold, I have witnessed the adaptations of succubus throughout the centuries. It is not often that a succubus shows up, but when they do, they are usually harnessed and controlled by a secondary party. The secondary party is usually a witch. The witch wo

She said, breaking me away from my thoughts. An Incubus? Demons that fed off the sexual needs and desires of others, while they slept. Often times leading the person to their deaths. I've only ever met one, and that was when I was 13, he was young and I never did learn his name, seeing as he only ever talked to me in my dreams.

I raise my hand to her, and as I speak their a power in my voice, "Get out of my sight." A purple light pulses out of me, and throws Moraya against a tree, and I hear a distinct crack as she hits the tree trunk. She falls with a hard thud, and some how I knew she was dead. I walk over to her body, and for some reason, I feel nothing. I barely recognized myself, my skin had a pearlish gleam. So it was true, I wasn't just a Werewolf, I'm a Sucubus as well. So did I just awaken my Sucubus side? As I ask myself this I feel a hungry in my soul. Its like every inch of my body was tingling.

My fangs were too long, protruding slightly even when my mouth was closed, as if my inner beast was trying to claw its way free from this weakened shell. Succubus curse. I’d always dismissed it as bullshit, some old wives’ tale spun by paranoid shifters to scare the young ones away from demons. Until now. Now it was real, sinking its hooks into me, draining me dry. I twisted the faucet, splashing ice-cold water on my face. It hit like needles, but it did nothing to quench the fire raging inside. The droplets ran down my neck, mixing with the sweat, but the heat persisted, a furnace in my core that wouldn’t die.

He frowned and clenched a fist. “Dream guardians may be responsible for protecting the dreams of mortals, but they are also born from this realm. They are the sons of daughters of the incubi and succubae who seduce mortals. The children of succubae remain here in the dreamlands but the children of incubi are born to mortal women and live in the mortal world. Ally Clark is the daughter of a mortal woman and an incubus.” My mind whirled in confusion. Was my mother seduced too? I think my confusion was blatant on my face because he continued.

I asked. “Well, I don’t reincarnate, but I do have some sort of a reboot system. I still age, and when I get too old, I transform to a baby. To answer your second question, most possessed are teenagers. Maybe because they have vulnerable hearts, so think of it as a steak out.” "Last question. Why did you tres- uhh.. come here?" "Well, I wanted to check on the sins and I needed a place to dry off." "Sins?"

Perhaps she would have made better choices. But she did not. And one of those choices landed me in hell and changed my life forever. Suddenly, my body was not something sacred or powerful anymore, it became a target. A curse. A reason for betrayal. A justification for pain. A weapon used against me. What is a Urekai if not able to satisfy sexlust, one of our most basic, primal instincts? And what is a succubus without sex? The first is a necessity. The second, an identity.