Incubus Demon Summoning Novels & Stories

The words of the incantation were, "With my heart, I will gain the power of the spirits and eradicate the inner demons. An eternal blood pact, if the inner demons are not eradicated, the body is offered as a sacrifice…" Hearing Erin's incantation, Wilbur knew that the inhuman, non-insect creature in front of him was probably about to unleash its ultimate move. As the incantation was repeated three times, Erin, who had already been demonized, immediately crushed his own heart, and then a huge surge of spiritual energy poured into Erin's body...

cousin. Me: [How do you tame a demon?] Cousin: [How did you end up with a demon? I thought about buying one before, but gave up. Demons are way too challenging. I don't think my fragile body could handle it. Cousin: [Demons aren't like incubi. Incubi provide emotional value voluntarily. With demons, you have to give them emotional value.] Me: [How?] Cousin: [Beat them.] Me: [?]

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

“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.”

She said, breaking me away from my thoughts. An Incubus? Demons that fed off the sexual needs and desires of others, while they slept. Often times leading the person to their deaths. I've only ever met one, and that was when I was 13, he was young and I never did learn his name, seeing as he only ever talked to me in my dreams.

One innocent kiss, and his brain shorted out! [If an incubus keeps making that sound, it means one thing: Either they're sick, or they're in heat.] I tested the waters. "Honey, are you listening?" Arnold's pupils snapped tight, as if he had just woken from a dream. He straightened up in a rush and pretended to inspect the office. Then, he cleared his throat and tossed me a black card. "Take it. Buy whatever you want." "Huh?" I stared at him in confusion.

] The shop owner immediately sent back a string of question marks. Me: [What's wrong?] Shop owner: [Please tell me you're joking! That's not an incubus! That's a demon, and the most dangerous kind at that!] Incubi had markings. Demons had them too. For someone unfamiliar with the difference, they were indeed hard to tell apart. Everything made sense now—why Raven never needed to feed, why he insisted he had no owner, and why he always caught himself before saying too much. That night, when the enforcement officers conducted their search, they were looking for Raven.

“Including how many nights you’ve laid in that pathetic bed, jerking your cute little cock while fantasizing about a demon pinning you down and fucking you until you scream.” Elias’s cock twitched traitorously in his sweatpants. Vesper smirked, sending it. “Here’s the deal, little summoner,” the incubus continued, stepping closer until the intense heat of his body engulfed Elias completely. “You’ve pulled me into this realm. To send me back where I belong, you must seal a soul binding contract. And it will be sealed with your body.” Elias swallowed hard, throat dry. “What… what exactly does that mean?”

The fire raining from the ceiling was targeting him—the Duke who had betrayed his kind. "I'm a creature of the dark, Elara. I can't cross into the light of a pure soul. I'll burn up before we reach the surface." "Then we'll burn together!" She didn't give him a choice. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaped into the pillar of light. The pain was absolute. It felt like her skin was being peeled off by the sun. She heard Vane screaming, a sound of pure agony as the light of the human world tried to incinerate the demon within him.