Incubus Monster Novels & Stories

In the quiet town of Ravenswood, nestled within a dense forest, a young woman named Isabella found herself captivated by the haunting beauty of the moonlit nights. It was during these bewitching hours that a mysterious presence would emerge—a seductive incubus named Damien. Invisible to mortal eyes, Damien moved through the shadows, his dark and alluring aura drawing him towards Isabella. He was enticed by her delicate features, the way her hair cascaded like ebony silk and her eyes sparkled with an untamed fire.

His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle. If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time. He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows. He could forget. But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out. And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.

The way I usually do things. It was unconscious and uncontrollable. She was appetizing, which made my plan difficult. I didn’t think I was going to want her this much. I didn’t think I was going to feel a different emotion other than hate for the enemy. And want was the most dangerous thing a monster like me could feel for a her kind. —-Lydia’s POV—— He shouldn't be in my head. But he is. Like smoke clinging to the lungs, like old blood under fingernails, no matter how many times I try to wash my thoughts clean, he’s still there.

Eric said while smirking at Rose. Her dad, Mr. Caden Carter looked at Amy and Rose and said "You two ladies look beautiful, but there will be another beauty with us tonight." Just then she noticed someone in the shadows of the curtain. The color from her face drained out. She became so pale that someone could have mistaken her for a sculpture. The knots in her stomach tightened so much that it hurt. Libelle. What the hell was she doing here? She was wearing a pink dress with flowers on it ,it made her look like a little fairy. Belle came running to her and hugged her so tight that she crèche her dress. But none of that mattered right now.

He hadn’t smelled like a vampire or a wolf when I met him. He crawled on the bed and started to peel my clothes off. His huge cock was already standing at attention and his bulging muscles flexed with each movement. After he took my clothes off, he murmured in my ear, “I’m an incubus baby, we’re going to have so much fun.” I felt him at my entrance and then he pushed in, stretching me beyond belief. My release was immediate as he made his way inside me, I had never felt ecstasy like this before.

I hate the look of my muscles all tense and stitched tight on my back. A lifetime of blows and bouncing back collects scars. I've had a lot of scalding showers, and bruises have become stretched and angry on me, causing pitted scars. There are no tears, but the groans come in multitude. As a monster, you learn never to accept pain. Pain only affects you if you let it. Black slacks. Black socks. Charcoal shoes are polished until they look like a crisp new apple skin. The shirt is deep forest green, which brings out the natural multiple hues of green in my eyes. Intentional. Gold flecks are juxtaposed in my iris.

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 intoned, and the sphere descended, transparent, imprisoning both inside. The monster sniffed the air, directing its fixed gaze in my direction, a sinister smile playing on its mouth, along with its fangs. “Hybrid, so you came to me!” Spoke to the possessed beast. I ignored it, watching the Succubus stop almost in front of the wild monster. “Hello, Cursed Beast...At last, we meet again!” She smiled seductively, capturing the creature's attention. “Why are you here, Succubus? Tired of purgatory?” The beast growled impatiently. “How dare you enter my domain?”

-You have become the only woman I think of and the only one I want, kitten. She sighs. 000 — I think we are the living example of an Incubus and his Sucubi.- I murmur against her neck. —Aren't those some kind of demons?- she whispers. —Oh yeah. Sex demons, to be exact. The Incubus is the one who responds to the masculine gender and likes to possess women during dreams in order to beget them and thus have offspring... -I explain while caressing her naked back with the tips of my fingers.

Lips parting, his forked tongue snaked out to flick over his strange canines. He was beautiful, and terrible, and monstrous. “What kind of demon are you?” Flashing a smile like pure sin, he said, “I am what your kind would call an Incubus, and I have decided that you are my last meal.” And then he kissed me.