Incubus Black Heart Inertia Novels & Stories

My heart ached thinking about the air conditioning bill, so the next day, I immediately messaged Tessa. [How are preparations going for getting your incubus back?] [I was thinking maybe today would be good.] Before I could finish typing the second message, Tessa replied. Tessa: [Girl! Thank you so much! What you said yesterday really stayed with me, so I went out that same night and found my incubus!] Me: [What?] Tessa: [He hadn't gone far at all. He'd been wandering around near my place this whole time. When I found him, he even asked if I was tired. How could I have been such a jerk, abandoning a little angel like that?]

Helpless by the matters of the heart, I had again switched sides after promising not to do that. “Again, with the sympathy, weakling?” The old witch huffed. “It’s embarrassing how easily you can get manipulated by an incubus.” “You had no right to command an attack on him after he and I had resolved the issue!” I roared. She moved back her neck and squinted her eyes. “Silly Billy weakling. Do you think him setting your contract on fire, insulting us, and offering you to live with him forever in some uninhabitable place where you would have to sleep on rocks can be called a solved problem? It’s insane how quickly passionate lovemaking and muscular bodies can destroy young women’s brain cells.

I held my breath, but then… I finally saw it clearly. On top of his head were a pair of black, fluffy ears. The inside was a soft pink. What the hell! Was Leo actually an incubus?! So when my mom said “incubus”, she meant it literally and not as a description?! “Stop staring. My ears are real. Want to touch them?”

Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud creak, prompting her to instinctively cover her ears in trepidation. Utkarsh, clad in a black shirt and jeans, entered the room bearing a birthday cake. With infectious enthusiasm, he approached Hiya ,singing, "Happy birthday to you... happy birthday to you... happy birthday, dear Hiya... many-many happy returns of the day!" As he drew closer, her breath seemed to synchronize with his steps. There was an almost ominous aura about him, and an inexplicable fear seized her. In response, she unconsciously started stepping backward, maintaining a cautious distance as he advanced. The closer he came, the further she retreated until her back met the unyield

The room spins, and her eyes roll back as she passes out. “An… Angelica… I love you, baby! I love you, my sweet angel,” The Beta said before his world went dark and he passed out.

I trailed off; only just realizing the fact and for some reason, not panicked at all. “No.” Lance confirmed. “For an Incubus to get a woman pregnant, he has to be in a specific stage at a particular time of the year. And even then, immortals have a lower fertility rate. It’s our way of population control.” “Oh…” I don’t know why I felt disappointed by the news. “Sleep.” He told me, his hand running up and down my spine in a steady rhythm. “You’ll need at least twenty four hours to recover from the energy drain even though I tried to take as little as possible.”

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.

As far as I know we are only forbidden to reveal our identity to them, thus I only show myself in disguise. I watched him sleep and every time he is trying to do something bad I try to kill the evil around him. The things are, there are too many evil around him. They love to feed on the bitterness that Harold has in the life he’d been with. The more he harbors it in his heart the stronger they become. We call them Eater, because they only grow when something unholy comes out of the man’s heart. They grow as human desire evil thoughts and even hide anger, lust or any of its kind. Whatever things that are not from the Lord the Eaters were being fed off.

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 The bass doesn’t thump here—it prowls. Heavy, hypnotic, primal. It coils around the flesh and glass of The Black Fortress, a fortress of sin carved from obsidian glamour in the belly of Yerevan. Outside, it wears the face of an elite club: mirrored doors, velvet ropes, godless wealth. Inside, it breathes sex and shadows. Past the layers of bodyguards and biometric scans, past the velvet-smothered corridors and diamond-threaded curtains, lies the VVIP lounge—where pleasure turns into a weapon.

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