Incubus Black Heart Inertia 소설 & 이야기

“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.”

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?

Her words dissolved into delirious moans as that familiar, coiling tension began to build deep within her, tighter and brighter than before. “Let go, Belle,” he urged, his voice rough with impending release. “Come for me again… come with me… I’m there…” As the peak crashed over them, Belle’s slender arms flew around his neck, pulling him into a searing, desperate kiss that swallowed her cries. Their bodies convulsed in unison, and a rush of warmth spilled onto her stomach, mingling with her own release, a tangible proof of their shared climax. In the aftermath, heavy, synchronized breaths filled the steam-clad cubicle. Belle slumped forward, her forehead resting against Ethan’s damp shoulder

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.

Shoving his hand away I growled, “Watch your tongue, Faro! If my heart starts beating, I will be brought back to hell to face Lucifer, and he will cast me into a fiery pit.” Rolling his eyes Faro exhaled deeply and said, “Lucifer has plenty of other incubus to feed him energy. You're not that special, Eros. You just tried to screw his daughter Rebekah on her wedding night…oh shit I guess he would still hold a grudge.” “I don't even care about that. I enjoy being here. I don't have any worries except now for Kryoz and that female that makes me feel strange,” I complained, making him shake his head at me.

I hunch over as he draws closer and he tilts his head to study me. "I won't hurt you. If anything I'll make you feel superb, wouldn't you agree?" No. He raises a brow. I quickly nod. "It is dark outside now." I whisper. "And?" "Our deal. If we are going to start over, and mend our relationship, we have to be honest." "A good start! Good girl. Now, what do you know about incubi?" "They can teleport. Feed on blood, energy, emotions. Have two forms. Can heal themselves. Apparently, there's a hierarchy or like a caste system. They can manipulate minds, and possess bodies." He grins menacingly and I panic. Did I mess up?

“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.”

he gasps, jaw tightening with efforts. The angle of the moonlight hitting his side profile, highlights the angle of his jaw. His black mane as dark as midnight, surrounds his face like a waterfall over his eyes which dances from my face to my pussy and right back… The sight rocks my body so hard that I throw my head back and an orgasm comes within my reach but not quite taking over yet. An angel. That’s what he is. One tainted by the world he was born in and deprived a mother’s caress for carrying the face of his her enemy.