Incubus Monster Novels & Stories

I made a plan that night to end her. The next night my parents had a big important party with some of my father’s clients from work. I knew that Rose would be over. When she arrived my mother kissed my forehead and left with my father. The sun hadn’t set yet so I asked Rose to go for a walk with me. She agreed and we took off into the woods behind my house. I got ahead of her and then made her think she had lost me. While she frantically looked for me I snuck behind her. I found a large piece of wood and crept up behind her. She heard the brush below my feet break as I approached her and quickly turned around. I then unleashed the Monster inside me. It was brutal and very sloppy. I honestly

So the rumors were true—human intimacy really was the finest nourishment for an incubus. And the kiss itself? Unquestionably breathtaking. Except for one thing: A top-tier incubus's inner monologue was loud. 'Iris kissed me! She even kissed my horns! She kissed every single scale! She didn't stop my tail! Her mouth is so sweet… She really does have feelings for me!' Austin's tongue moved against mine, relentless and greedy, drinking in every trace of sweetness. I, on the other hand, was thinking, 'Isn't this kiss going on a little too long?'

He's just… hungry. Me: [Hungry? But he eats three meals a day.] A flurry of messages came through. Customer service: [Not that kind of hungry. He's starving for affection—he wants to kiss you, or maybe… do other things.] Customer service: [Incubi aren't for chores, they're for helping humans relieve their desires. In other words, your incubus is in a state of extreme hunger and craving—you, specifically.] Customer service: [But unfortunately, he's been throwing seductive looks at someone who's completely oblivious.]

Wyatt heaved a breath, his legs pulling him to standing. The built incubus was terrifying to look at. I thought vampires were disturbing when I first met them, but he was on another level. I couldn’t imagine what the other demons of the Underworld looked like, but I wasn’t in a hurry to find out. “Ir’ak,” he muttered. “I’m 2,400 years old. An incubus with an ability to wield the black magic within the confines of the Underworld,” he growled. “And the anger I feel. That I can’t keep you is stifling.” Smoke fell from his body, bouncing across the floor. My heart raced, hand gripping the wall behind me.

Not the name packs whispered when they wanted children to behave. It was Katrina’s strength. André’s fire. Lando’s laughter. Persephone and Delilah sleeping without fear beneath my roof. Crista’s trust. Gwen and Christina’s future. I returned to bed and gathered my mate close. The monster of Incubi had become something far more dangerous. A papa whose love would outlive every nightmare.

They'd broken my legs to leave me crippled, and I ended up dying on the operating table. Natalie even brought Harvey back to the house earlier this time around. Could it be that one of them had also been reborn? I took a step back in disbelief. How could this be happening? A middle-aged woman came clawing at me like a maniac, and all the women were hurling the worst insults at me. "You monster! Why did you ruin my daughter's life? I'm going to make you pay for what you did to her!" "My daughter jumped off a building to take her own life because of you! She'd only just graduated from college. She had her whole life ahead of her! You're not even fit to be called a human!"

By the time I came back to my senses, Marty had already returned to a normal human form. He sat on the ground, calmly straightening his clothes. I was still under the lingering influence of the incubus's charm when his voice drifted to my ears, half-smiling, half-mocking. "Incubi don't eat chocolate. Incubi eat 'people', especially bad women like you who take advantage of others." … The fact that Marty was an incubus was known only to his parents and me. I searched online and discovered that there were actually many shapeshifting beast-humans in this world.

"I've been sleeping with the Alpha for a while now, and I just found out I'm pregnant. But his Luna is knocked up too, and she's months ahead of me. I hate the idea of him having a pup with someone else. I want to carry his firstborn. How can I make him force his mate to get rid of it?" The comments section was flooded with curses and insults calling the poster a home-wrecker. But the original poster had liked one particularly vicious comment. "That's easy. Tell the Alpha that his Luna is too weak and that she is carrying an abomination corrupted by wolfsbane. Tell him it will be a stillborn anyway." I usually just lurked in these threads, but my wolf, Selene, growled within me. My fingers f

Especially dark ones. Horatio shakes his head. "I wonder sometimes if it wasn't Gordon who created the monster. His affections were very clear." "Horatio." He faces me dead on, eyes shadowed. "Say it. Who is her biological father?" "Nicholas—" "Fucking say it." "Chandler," he says flatly. To think it is one thing. To guess it. To hear it, though, and to know it as fact, it's another thing altogether. "Chandler Carlisle-Bent hated his half-sister. He despised her, Nicholas. He raped her over months and months, and I never even saw it. Never saw what was right in front of my eyes."

As I laid there waiting for sleep to take me. I was startled as my eyes drifted they landed on a human shaped shadow again by the bathroom door. I tried to roll. Nothing happened. Scared now, I tried to reach my phone. My arms wouldn’t move. My breathing was getting rapid. The only thing that would move is my eyes. Why can’t I move? From the corner of my eye, I saw it. The shadow moved from the doorframe towards me. It was an ambiguous huge male human shape with a hat on its head. Once it reached the bed, it stopped. Less than a foot from me and I couldn’t make out any details. My heart was racing, and my breathing was ragged. Male knuckles traced my jaw from my ear to my chin. The touch w