Incubs Novels & Stories

Plus, we had other issues to discuss. Dad sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. It hit me quickly that even if I was the alpha, a dad's job was never finished. "You shouldn't have brought her here," Dad said, glancing over at Marcus. "We have a missing she-wolf and lycan attacks around the city. Why would you bring extra drama here?" Marcus pushed from the railing of the porch. "That's not our territory—," "It's mine," I hissed. "Alpha Inc. is part of this pack, and the wolves that we have employed there, whether they are part of our pack or not, are my responsibility."

If Sainac was contacting him that way, there should be an important reason. When Swordmad arrived at Sainac's office, he saw that there was someone else in the room. It had the shape of a person, but it was covered in a black cloak, making it impossible to recognize its gender. Furthermore, that wasn't a real person and not even a clone, that was only an incarnation, which had taken the shape of the one who cast it. However, the pressure it emanated was enough to scare Swordmad; that incarnation alone would be able to kill him even if he joined hands with Sainac.

He thought smiling would cover the darkness lurking around him. I reached out and caressed the little flesh on his neck. He flinched and his breath hooked as his shiny orbs locked mine. Those blue orbs looked so innocent and bright yet when you remove the layer, you could see how dead they were yet, they catch with a fire of anger that wanted to burn the world at his feet and watch with a glass of wine

I gasped, looking at the black script inked above the illumination: “INCUBUS: A Fowl Daemon that preys on Mortal wymen. Through sexual congress, it feeds off Mortal souls.” My eyes grew wide as saucers. “Incubus?” I said, the strange word rolling off my tongue. Wasn't that a band? Disgust roiled in my stomach. My finger traced the text, searching. “CONTRACT WYTH INCUBI: Should a Mortal woman desyre sexual power over men, she may bind herself to an Incubus. This, however, is duly advysed against, being altogether foolysh. A Mark is placed upon her, and the Incubus partially feeds off the sexual enyrgies derived from congress. But that is not the onlie thing he feeds off of. The Mort

the two of them broke out laughing, the sound of them carried into the hall. By the time Lucy had dried and dressed it was 11:45, her nerves were firing hard within her, the anticipation of being with an Incubus was driving her Panther crazy with lust, Incubi are sexual creatures, they literally feed on sexual desire, everything about them has evolved to be seductive, from looks to the tone of their voice, even their pheromones are keyed to attract sexual partners, Lucy had let Valaria pick out her attire for the evening, if you can call it attire, a sheer negligee with a lace trim that cut low at the back and even lower at the front, it felt like wearing two strips of transparent fabric acr

Xolvion couldn't take much more and the two of them worked him so good that he could feel himself getting ready to explode. "I'm going to cum!" He shouted as he shot out his load. Covering both of the girls with his white-hot essence. Both Luna and Crystal moaned as they licked his semen, not being able to get enough of its taste. Thanks to his incubus blood that made his essence additive to the opposite sex. Xolvion smiled as he looked down at the two of them before he grabbed Luna, placing her down onto the bed and thrusting his cock into her, causing her to moan with extreme pleasure as she ran her claws down his back so hard that she cut into his flesh.

“What do you mean?” “Alan’s resurrection spell… it wasn’t just about bringing you back. He used a fragment of something ancient, something that’s tied to dark magic that even the most powerful wizards fear. And that magic… it’s alive. It’s been spreading, affecting everyone close to him, even you.” Astrid stepped back, her eyes widening with realization. “You’re saying that Alan’s magic could have infected us? That we’re all at risk?” Ron nodded grimly. “Yes. Alan doesn’t realize that the more he uses it, the more it spreads. The moment he tried to bring you back… it was too late to stop it.”

He wouldn’t hurt anyone on earth and he certainly wouldn’t hurt me playing with my feelings. “Can an incubus play with your feelings?” Sebastian sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat. Crap, I hope he didn’t take that the wrong way. “They certainly can. That’s what they do. That is their mission to help them feed. An incubus is strong in ways of the power of persuasion sensually, more so than any vampire compulsion. Ir’ak was playing at your heartstrings, trying to get you to remember what you both had. He wanted you to feel sorry for him, to show any shred of emotion for him.” Sebastian’s jaw ticked in agitation.

But what had she expected when she contacted her ex, an incubus who was also obsessed with her? Shrugging he raised his hands in surrender. "What was I supposed to do Nicci, I've missed you." "Shut up!" She ordered. "Where's it?" The incubus grinned and passed a small vile to her. "Wolfsbane." He said as she inspected the package. "Handle it with care," he cautioned. "Unlike silver, it must be injected or ingested before it's toxic. It's instant or slow depending on the strain you use." Nicole grinned, holding the small vial protectively in her palm.

Meanwhile, Geneva Lucretia Salinas, the goddaughter of old Salinas Augustus Jackson, president of the Tinsel Progressive Congress, was presenting the grand funders for 2021, “In the honour of 2022 Mind of the Elderlies launch, I'm glad to present to you our grand funders...” (Mind of the Elderlies: A project launched by Tinsel to help the mental health of elderly people, 2022) Tinsel Congress being a support group (that's hosting the ball), it's also the parent company of Tinsel Pharmaceuticals having Geneva Lucretia Salinas, a 29 years old beauty with a vintage mind and character like no other, as the majority shareholder and granddaughter of Augustus Salinas, old but not dead. Basing major