Incubus Black Heart Inertia Novels & Stories

BOOK 3: THE HEART OF THE HAUNTER If I could be with you tonight I would sing you to sleep Never let them take the light behind your eyes I’ve failed and lost this fight Never fade in the dark Just remember you will always burn as bright —My Chemical Romance, The Light Behind Your Eyes * * Too Busy to Call

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 jaw was sculpted and his lips were full, kissable, and promising sin. He was undoubtedly a demon. What the fuck was he doing at my table? “Who are you?” I asked. He gave me one of his lovely smiles, any other female would have dropped to her knees and worshiped him, but I knew how demons worked. They used their charms to get whatever they wanted, but inside they were as black as a void. “I’m Brax. An incubus.” “Okayy…and what are you doing here?”

“Now you’ll remember what I want.” “My queen,” she whispered. I smiled. “Better.” She obeyed when I told her to bring me the black box from the altar. Inside it lay a shard of obsidian shaped like a fang. I lifted it reverently, pressing it against my heart. It melted into my skin with a hiss. “The heart of a fallen god,” I whispered. Power shuddered through Ember’s body, fierce and endless. Blood dripped from my nose; I licked it away lazily. “Perfection.”

There was a huge banner on the screen which read, "Clearance Sale for Disgraced Incubi" Riven was one of the incubi listed on the page. However, no matter how handsome he looked, his bad record of having been returned twice with negative reviews meant that nobody even dared to click on his listing. They were all afraid that they would end up with a disobedient and violent incubus at home. "Why are you even looking at this?" I asked with a frown. There was a look of schadenfreude in Jett's eyes as he said, "My lady, do you know what would happen to an incubus who isn't cared for by an owner?"

I brushed my hair in frustration while shaking my head, he always irritates me and he enjoys it, what a psycho. “Why did you called me?” I peeked at my phone to see what time is it. I was surprised it is already 10 pm. I was too busy looking at her picture a while ago and didn’t notice the hours slipped by. My heart starts to beat like crazy whenever she pops in my mind. This is bad. “Hey? Lucas are you listening to me?” asked Sebastian that made me snapped out with my thoughts. I shrugged my shoulders while shaking my head to calm myself. What’s wrong with me today?

"Ahhh..." The tension began to melt, replaced by a liquid heat that pooled deep within her. She opened her eyes, meeting his darkened gaze above her. "It fits," she whispered, a dazed realization. "You… fit." A soft chuckle escaped him, a sound of pure male satisfaction, before he began to move in earnest. The slow, building rhythm quickly escalated into something more urgent, their bodies finding a syncopated beat. The room filled with the sound of their union—skin meeting skin, Ethan’s ragged grunts, Belle’s escalating cries. He captured her moans with his mouth in searing, hungry kisses, swallowing her pleas for more.

Stars exploded across my vision. Silas — the man whose walking pace seemed mathematically calibrated — actually had a tail? With shaking hands, I posted my very first question on Mischief & Mayhem: "Saw someone with a black heart-shaped tail. AR filter or actual monster?" Within a minute, a user with a DemonHunter_Official avatar replied: "Filter my ass! That's an incubus bloodline awakening. Judging by the curvature of that tail — RUN. This one's clearly in heat. Stay any longer and he'll drain you dry!"

“Phina… he’s not doing it alone. There’s mention of another. Someone called the Shadowed Host.” Lucian’s face paled. “That’s not a name—it’s a title. It means he’s found another incubus.” The words hit her like a blow. Another of his kind. Another dreamwalker bound by blood and curse. She felt the rune on her palm pulse faintly, as if echoing the truth. Kaelen swore under his breath. “So that’s his plan. One monster to fight another.” Saraphina looked out again over the dark horizon. “No,” she said softly. “He’s not calling it to fight me. He’s calling it to bind me. The curse feeds on bonds. He’s going to use the other incubus to twist mine with Lucian.”

(Dark Magic Infinity) It was the strongest magic chant. "Oh, so you are using Infinity magic?" He could hear Viola's whisper illuminating through his ears. Now his teasing him? "חור שחור"(Black Hole) Alkhun had gathered up a large quantity of his mana in his right arm. Creating a large porthole, absorbing anything in its way. It is The Dark Magic Infinity's Black Hole. [What are we seeing right now?] The black hole started to build up, getting larger and larger. Swallowing everything in its way.