Half Incubus Cyoa Novels & Stories

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

“I’ve hacked worse.” His fingers danced. Menus nested under menus, some of them in text, some as abstract diagrams. He bypassed three access warnings, muttering under his breath. For a moment, nothing happened. Then, a new window popped. LOG: CYCLE 271 – AUTHOR BURNOUT. There was no video. Just lines of text. KEY AUTHOR: [REDACTED] WORLD PROGRESSION: DRACULA → CARNIVAL → MIRROR → TOWER NOTES: AUTHOR ATTEMPTED CORE MERGE WITHOUT CONSENT PROTOCOL.

"What do you mean?" "When a half-blood dies, their power doesn't disappear," Kianuk explained, stopping before me. "It goes somewhere. The Council learned how to capture it. To absorb it. Every half-blood they've ever killed—every one they've ever used—their power is still inside the Council members. Keeping them alive for centuries." "That's impossible," I breathed. "Is it?" Kianuk tilted his head, his ancient eyes fixed on mine. "You've felt it yourself, Elif. The way the Council members look at you. The way they hunger for you. You're not a person to them. You're a battery."

Emma took it. “We’re not done,” the Succubus whispered. “There’s one final chamber… The Garden of Cravings. There, your choices shape your fate.” Emma’s breath was still shallow, her heart still racing. “And what happens there?” Terra smirked. “That’s where you decide what kind of monster you truly want to be.”

Xolvion helped her fill in all of the information and then paid the joining fee of one silver coin, after that, the girl enchanted Crystal's new copper ID plate and then handed it to her explaining what it was for. "Ok. So your name is Crystal, age 20. Race being human and your vocation is a mage." The clerk said as she confirmed the details. "That's correct." Crystal said. "Excellent. That is your Copper adventures ID plate, make sure you don't lose it as you will need it to take and cash in quests." With that all done Xolvion bid the clerk farewell and headed back over to the quest board, taking the one for the goblin hideout.

“ The moon Goddess? They didn’t show themselves for a very long time ,am I right miss? And they didn’t helped cursed people.” “ I don’t know either, There are rules that the goddess had followed and no one knows about it. If she really showed herself to her grandfather and lifted the cursed, then there must be a valid reason.” The miss answered. “ I would not give up my werewolf self.” Jacob said firmly and everyone on the class chuckled. “ Of course we won’t, or else the student of Bentwood college extension will steal the spotlight and kill us all. “ Luna said seriously. “ So have you found a group for yourself Xoyo?” the teacher asked

We glanced at each other but I gestured with my head for him to go on and he did. “Hi! I’m Kyle Miller from HB group,” he waved and I could already see the girls drooling over him from my side. Oh, and HB as in ‘Half-Bloods’, the school’s divided into different supernatural groups for convenience. “I hope to make great friends here. Can’t wait to know all of your names!” Those claps afterward were more than enough for me to know that they liked him. I sighed when the class went silent again knowing that it’s my turn next.

I turned toward him— toward the one thing I was sure of— but Lyris’s hand closed around my wrist. The half-thread of my soul burned between us. “Choose,” Lyris whispered, voice layered like thunder. “Now.” Kael lunged. Lyris tightened his grip. And the half-soul thread lit up like a star about to explode. The thread snaps upward— a beam of light— splitting in two— One half flying toward Kael. The other slamming into Lyris’s chest. Aria is caught between them— light tearing her apart—

I told him freely. “What else?” he asked. “I sometimes hear a voice in my head, and it’s always so loud. It happens shortly before my episode begins, and it started when I got here.” “That’s your other half speaking to you. It’s nothing strange,” he mentioned. “My other half? My boyfriend has always been my other half,” I cooed. “You’re wrong. Each of us here has our other half, even Beta Tobias and Selene. We often give in to our other half under the full moon.”

Fear, even. “I understand,” I murmured, my voice hollow. “I’m taking your supernatural abilities. Your mission is postponed,” he added, his tone final. “You’ll become half-human, half-dead. You’ll feel physical pain. Hunger. Exhaustion. Heartbreak.” I just nodded. What could I say? I broke the rules. I crossed a line I was never meant to touch. “You’ve worked hard for decades to complete your mission so you could finally rest in peace. Why now, Cullen?” he said, softer this time. “Why now?”