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Beneath the thin fabric, her full breasts rose and fell rapidly, pink nipples stiff from the cold night air and forbidden excitement. She had come here to gain power. Revenge against the family that disowned her. Knowledge that the church had denied her. The ancient grimoire she stole from the restricted archives lay open before her, its pages stained with old blood. With shaking hands, she completed the circle of black candles and crushed bones. Her voice echoed as she recited the forbidden incantation, mixing Latin with words that burned her tongue. “…By the blood of the fallen, by the seed of the abyss, I summon thee, Azrathor, Lord of the Infernal Flame. Come forth and grant me thy power

As I laid there waiting for sleep to take me. I was startled as my eyes drifted they landed on a human shaped shadow again by the bathroom door. I tried to roll. Nothing happened. Scared now, I tried to reach my phone. My arms wouldn’t move. My breathing was getting rapid. The only thing that would move is my eyes. Why can’t I move? From the corner of my eye, I saw it. The shadow moved from the doorframe towards me. It was an ambiguous huge male human shape with a hat on its head. Once it reached the bed, it stopped. Less than a foot from me and I couldn’t make out any details. My heart was racing, and my breathing was ragged. Male knuckles traced my jaw from my ear to my chin. The touch w

Stuart Newlin hadn't come home for over a month. I clenched my phone, hesitating, fingers trembling as I debated calling him. I wanted to beg him to come back. I wanted to beg him to look at me. A familiar, searing ache tore through me. The heat had come again. I am a pureblood succubus. Every seven days, I need love to sustain me, to get through these merciless ruts. Stuart is my boyfriend, but he is not a good master.

The holy knight's screams rang through the night, but the corrosive darkness was rapidly crawling over his arms, his shoulders, and finally, the rest of him. Within seconds, his now empty set of armor dropped to the ground with a loud clatter, his physical being vanishing into thin air, leaving only dust. [Perish counter: 1] The icy voice of the System rang in everyone's head. - As a succubus, I gathered gold and energy through various missions assigned by the System—like just now, after I finished a honey trap mission with a Wall Street bachelor. But even before I could savor the energy reward, I was sent to this SSS-level horror game.

And my jaw literally drops. What the hell? I'm trapped in this circle with him? Furious, I spin on my heel to face the enormous handsome demon, pointing my right index finger at him accusingly. "What did you do?" Vesper steps closer then, the heat of his body washing over me, “You summoned the Lord of Incubi. Now you must pay in pleasure. We're both bound here until we fuck.” As he speaks, he lifts one clawed hand and cups my jaw firmly, and as if in agreement with me, my pussy clenches, my breath coming uneven and deeper as I breathe in that heady scent of his again.

I would make sure that no one ever finds out she's a Vamwolf. For the first time in a hundred years, I transformed into an incubus, and it was all for Aria's sake. My wings tore through the night as I soared into the sky, following the pull of her soul, hoping to find her before she hurt someone and they discovered what she was. And then I saw her. In the middle of the woods, beneath the dark sky, Aria stood over a terrified human man. Her fangs were bared, her eyes glowing an unnatural red-gold.

“According to Lucifer, demons have been disappearing from the lower rungs of the circles of hell. Most of them have the powers that the creature I killed several days ago and your…date.” Her expression blanks as she peruses the sheet. “I don’t know what most of these creatures are. What’s an incubus?” My lip quirks. “They are male lust demons. They can entice their prey and heighten sexual desire.” Her eyes snap up to mine, and all color drains from her face. “I think…I think my date…” she mutters distastefully. “…might have been an incubus. I mean, he touched me, and I felt…things.”

’ A still small voice calls out inside of me amidst my panic and I understand what I need to do to save myself. The succubus. It is the only way. Oh Lord, forgive me for what I am about to do. In his lust, Liam has let go of both my hands thinking that I will be no match for him. And right before he claims me, I yank off my ring and the moment I do, a transformation begins. Cold, dark and chilling, the succubus takes over my body sending a chill to my bones that no amount of prayer could ever warm and I begin to kiss him back.

Then I toss him at the feet of his other friends who growl and look ready to fight. “We are going to kill you,” One of the men screams out in anger and I laugh. “I beg you to try.” I grin. There is movement behind me, and I look to see two of them heading for Gemini and Blossom. Without a second thought, my lycan takes over jumping between them and the girls, a loud threatening howl breaking from my lips in warning. So much for keeping a low profile.

The chanting, the exaggerated theatrics—watching them felt like something straight out of a cheesy wizard tale. She opened her eyes wide, her face emotionless, and flung the limb into the air. A glowing magical circle burst into existence overhead, devouring the limb. Another circle appeared at the ground where, in a flash of orange energy, teacher Blanch reappeared—whole and intact. Only now, a strange mark marred her skin. It was a single eye, etched into her left arm, resembling an Illuminati symbol but slightly altered. It signified true flesh—the part used to summon her. Summoners could only summon living beings by using a piece of their body, provided it wasn’t hair or bodily fluids. T