Incubi นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Lucifer “I’m sorry, Gabriel, but I don’t remember much about my sisters. Even in my visions, their faces were obscured by shadows. I don’t even know their human names. I just referred to them by their horsemen names. All I can tell you is that they were close to my age. The other had brown hair and oddly shaded eyes, and the other had red hair. The only thing they had in common is that they all seemed to be frightened of someone who wanted to hurt them. I don’t remember anything else. I’m sorry,”

His face was too close. I knew he was right. I had read something about him not too long ago, and everything he was saying seemed to line up with the facts I’d come across. There was no doubt in my mind that what he was telling me was true, even if it was hard to fully understand. Incubi are summoned when someone harbors desires they can feed from, drawn to those hidden thoughts and feelings that stir deep within. I questioned myself why my subconscious had called someone like him in the first place.

Una couldn’t blame them if they thought she was a threat. Drite called her a succubus. A female demon who rose from Elduri. Before Una could beg for her life, Drite vanished. DRITE appeared inside the throne room, where his brother seemed to wait for him. He was looking out the window as if checking the twinkling stars. “I heard you captured an Alsacheri female.” Lord Azhir turned to face him. “What could be her crime? We don’t want to have a tainted relationship with Alsache.” He pertained to the water domain, which was the home of the healers.

The girl shrank back, but her face was plastered ahead. She squinted, trying to read the name on the neon sign above their heads. Dom Krovi. It was a joint she recognized, infamous for taking young girls off the road then tag and ship them to some foreign country or keep them for use, neither was better. Dom Krovi was owned by a Russian mob, and they weren't people to mess with. A man's back appeared, blocking Hannah's petrified face.

She watched the battle unfold, her eyes narrowing as she assessed the situation. Finally, Astrid stepped forward, turning to Matilda, her voice clear and commanding. “We need to contain it, now.” Matilda nodded, knowing exactly what she meant. Astrid extended her hand, and a strange word echoed through the air. “Incarcera!” The word rippled with power, carrying an ancient energy that hummed through the clearing. Matilda mirrored her, channeling her own celestial energy into the spell. Together, their powers converged, forming a brilliant orb of light around the Velakar. The creature roared in frustration, thrashing wildly as the orb tightened around it, trapping it within a sphere of celesti

-You have become the only woman I think of and the only one I want, kitten. She sighs. 000 — I think we are the living example of an Incubus and his Sucubi.- I murmur against her neck. —Aren't those some kind of demons?- she whispers. —Oh yeah. Sex demons, to be exact. The Incubus is the one who responds to the masculine gender and likes to possess women during dreams in order to beget them and thus have offspring... -I explain while caressing her naked back with the tips of my fingers.

"Huh?" His expression didn't change. His tone was matter-of-fact. "Your heat. When?" I did the math on instinct. "About... two weeks?" He nodded. "Come find me." "What?" "You said it yourself, didn't you?" He looked at me. "An incubus shouldn't tough out a heat alone. It's dangerous." "But I—" "I'll take care of it." His tone left no room for argument. "Consider it a debt I owe you."

John frowned as he explained. “Oh… that’.s. Wow. So this other Alpha is attacking Incubi? Why? Or is Incubi attacked as retaliation for their Luna’s birth pack?” I questioned. “The other Alpha is attacking Incubi because he wants the Luna. She is the surviving first-born daughter of the Beta. So long as she’s alive, the people of her pack have a leader and won’t bow to him.” John explained.

I crossed my arms, mostly to hide the fact that my nipples were already hard under the silk slip I hadn’t been wearing a second ago. “Wait. Is this a dream?” He stopped in front of me, towering. Smirking. “Of course it is.” “And who are you supposed to be? A ghost? A pervy sleep demon?” He tilted his head. “Close.” My stomach fluttered. He leaned in. “I’m an incubus.” I blinked again. “Seriously?” “Mm-hmm.” “Incubus. As in, sex demon?” “Yes.” “Shouldn’t you have horns? A tail? Red skin or something?”

I already had my phone clutched in hand when I asked, “Why do you want me to wait until you leave the room?” Panic flashed across her face. She held her hands up. “No, seriously— Ophelia, just wait!” I made a quick internet search and read the first line that appeared at the top of the screen. “Incubi are fictional demons known for their appetite for…” Nova threw a harmless ball of magic at my head, one that bounced around the room like a nest of sparklers and scrambled for the exit. “Nova, don’t you dare go and fuck that demon!” We were all doomed.