Incubus Monster Novels & Stories

“They’re not monsters, they’re Incubus.” “What the Hell is that supposed to mean?” I ask her incredulously. “Well,” she scratched the back of her head awkwardly. “It means that they are demons, but Incubus quite literally translates to sex demons.” I stared at Mary for a good five minutes, before I fell back on the bed laughing like a maniac. “S-sex d-em-ons!” I managed to say in between fits of laughter.

So I messaged customer service: [Hello, I'm looking for a gentle incubus who can warm my bed. I'd heard incubi tend to have higher body temperatures—perfect for warming my hands and feet. Besides, what if a succubus also suffered from cold intolerance? Customer service replied: [Hello!] A moment later, they sent over an incubus poster. [Based on your needs, I recommend this one. This incubus will give you the ultimate tenderness and let you experience blissful pleasure every single night.] That slogan was a little too dramatic, wasn't it? [The one you're interested in is a flash-sale item—what great taste you have!]

"Gabriel agreed to let you go, but on one condition. You'll have a nausea chip implanted. This chip will release random electrical pulses 24 hours a day, triggering vomiting at unpredictable times. If you can endure it for five years, Gabriel will let you off." My mother's eyes went wide with fury. "That damn kid! I'm his mother. How could he do this to me?" The doctor gave a quiet laugh. "You don't know? Gabriel already severed all legal ties with you. To him now, you're just an enemy." When my mother woke up from the anesthesia, aside from a slight soreness in her throat, she didn't feel anything unusual. She let out a few dismissive laughs. "It's just a chip. What's the big deal? You're a

They just make the future possible. Dani hooks her arm around mine and kisses my cheek. "Let's go home, babe." If I am a monster, then I am hers. And I have never belonged to anything else completely. … T H E E N D ❤️❤️

They had such an excellent bond based on their likes and dislikes. The real Monster had not yet finished, but had just started. She would awaken Luther's true monster. She would destroy him and his family. She would make Noelle's life an absolute hell. This is the second part of Monster. *********

I tighten my grip on David and ask, "Your proclamation—what's the big picture? Where do you see this going? I'm curious, Alpha Nicodra. Do you have any specific ideas regarding how exactly you're going to resurrect our culture?" He lifts his glass to me and says, "I'm happy to hear your interest. My ideas are truly rooted in our conformity to a way of life that was simply not built on the beings we are. Frankly, Brigette, we are not human. In all honesty, we're monsters—at least to them, at least in our physiology." "Monsters," I repeat, tasting the word on my tongue.

“So, when Max and I are alone in our bedroom, Melissa is watching?” “Not just Melissa,” she said, anxiously. “I believe that there is an incubus occupying the house who has targeted you. And, also, a shadow person.” “You mentioned an incubus before, but I never bothered to research it. What is it?” I asked. “To be short and clear,” she said as she sipped on her coffee. “It’s a male spirit who is often called demonic. He has sex with sleeping women. His female equivalent would be a succubus.”

the incubus behind Abednego murmured to the other, clearly excited at the idea. Of course, Incubuses enjoy crunching the bones of their victims; it must be a real treat for a race fawned over with just a whiff of their scent, Abednego groaned. Glancing backwards at the one that held him from behind he cringed. Gone were the rough hands that had pinned him down so hard, and in their wake the silver-haired incubus' hands tightened roughly around his form digging into his flesh with no regard. Abednego senses, now immune to the being's glamour, were bombarded by the eagerness the two had to ravish his body. He could feel their readiness to violently tare his body in the most excruciatingly pain

He frowned and clenched a fist. “Dream guardians may be responsible for protecting the dreams of mortals, but they are also born from this realm. They are the sons of daughters of the incubi and succubae who seduce mortals. The children of succubae remain here in the dreamlands but the children of incubi are born to mortal women and live in the mortal world. Ally Clark is the daughter of a mortal woman and an incubus.” My mind whirled in confusion. Was my mother seduced too? I think my confusion was blatant on my face because he continued.

“She’s staying here.” “I would like to see—” Rei released my hand and lifted his bourbon. “Check it out and come back,” he said to Em. “She’s safe sitting here with me.” “Jasmine?” Em asked. I shook my head. “I’m happy here.” After Em walked away, Rei turned toward me. “Are you?” “That was my question. Am I safe with you?” For the first time since we’d left the penthouse, a smile curled his lips. “You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”