Incubus Mythology Novels & Stories

If I could get my hands on the secret behind raising a Deathfeign Parasite, I was going to strike it rich. Forget substitute-bride jobs and ritual services. I’d never have to live like an overworked laborer again. I pressed tightly against his chest, our bodies tangled together, even my legs wrapped around his. “Blake Hall, look! My Revival Worm is about to eat your Deathfeign Parasite alive!” I kept rambling nonstop beside his ear. After who knew how long, I suddenly heard the faintest sigh beside me. “Why… did you stop calling me ‘Your Majesty’…”

It was as if her own body was answering the call of whatever was in his hand. “I am what your deepest desires summoned,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, resonant frequency that vibrated in her bones. “I am an incubus. A creature that lives in the spaces between what people want and what they are willing to admit. I feed on surrender, Lila. I feed on the moment a soul stops fighting and gives itself over to the dark.” Lila’s knees went weak. She reached out a hand to steady herself against a nearby bench, her brain struggling to process the words. “You’re… you’re not human?”

Riven swayed on his feet, looking at me in disbelief. I continued, "You also think that you're someone more noble and powerful than me, don't you? You're overthinking it, sweetie. You're an incubus; a commodity; an object. "When I still liked you, you could have asked for the sky, and I would have made it happen for you. But now, I don't like you anymore. You're nothing but trash to me. "Whatever goes on between you and Teresa is none of my business now. Yes, I'll admit that I like your face very much, but I could always customize hundreds, if not thousands more of the same incubi."

He folded his arms across his chest. “I guess having some fun with her, is officially out of the picture.” Ellias frowned. There were times that Caspius couldn’t stand the man for what he was. Incubus were sex driven creatures. It was all they wanted, all that they could possibly think of. If they couldn’t get their fix, they’d turn into raging beasts until they got what they wanted. Caspius would pity any female that would be their mate. Dealing with Ellias would be more than any immortal could handle.

She believed Fang had finally accepted her, but it was a trap. The three families chose to sacrifice her on the night of a super blue blood moon to strengthen the shapeshifting power of the Lycans. They believed the Moon Goddess would bestow them with this rare gift. The Lycans were the small portions of immortals given an opportunity to reside in the new world created by the deities after the Great Fae War.

Eros Draeger My name is Eros, Eros Chaz Draeger, and I am an incubus. I take the life force from humans during the act of sex, and my master, the devil, takes a portion of it from me during sleep from the rune tattoo I have on my back. It can take the complete life force from any mortal who lays eyes upon it so I have to be cautious or leave a string of dead humans in my wake.

I would transform into a heartless beast, destroying my mate who had sparked the love in my heart just every full moon of the year. The moon goddess knew I had this curse and kept connecting me to my mates. I abhorred her for this. Those beautiful girls only come into my life like a fresh breath of air and the storm in the summer, appearing like light to brighten my world and make me feel normal, only for it to end under a year because I would assassinate them no matter where they hide.

Kylani A lot has changed in the last two hundred years. Uncle Hephaestus had a son who he named Brandon. Aunt Athena also had a child, a daughter, who she named Jailynn. That brought two new members to our little pack. I never realized what man-whores some of our uncles were till we started reading some of these books on mythology. Our aunts weren’t innocent little angels, but for fuck sake, our uncles needed to wear fucking chastity belts and have the keys thrown away.

“Phina… he’s not doing it alone. There’s mention of another. Someone called the Shadowed Host.” Lucian’s face paled. “That’s not a name—it’s a title. It means he’s found another incubus.” The words hit her like a blow. Another of his kind. Another dreamwalker bound by blood and curse. She felt the rune on her palm pulse faintly, as if echoing the truth. Kaelen swore under his breath. “So that’s his plan. One monster to fight another.” Saraphina looked out again over the dark horizon. “No,” she said softly. “He’s not calling it to fight me. He’s calling it to bind me. The curse feeds on bonds. He’s going to use the other incubus to twist mine with Lucian.”

“Your grandmother was cursed by Sabrina, a witch who wanted your grandfather. She cursed her with barrenness. Desperate, your grandmother sought the witches for help. Sabrina was among them. She laced the spell with something darker. I was born cursed, unable to love. Seeing women as tools. And every full moon, a beast consumed me. Your mother broke it. Her love freed me.” His voice shifted. “But the curse was passed to my first son.” Me. “A prophecy said you would kill Sabrina. When you confronted her, she cursed you again that you would never feel the bond of a mate. Never be redeemed.” The room felt smaller. “What else?” I asked. “The only way to break both curses permanently is through S