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We made small talk, walking side by side for a while before I decided to ask him something that had been on my mind since we ran into each other. “Alistair,” I began. “Can I ask you some questions about Incubus abilities?”

I said, folding my arms, “does your ‘demon thing’ have a community or a name?” My question made him squint as though I’d asked something ridiculous. “Community? Pfft,” he scoffed, the corner of his mouth twitching in a smirk. “We’re not humans, Xiana.” “I know,” I countered, rolling my eyes. “Which is why I’m asking, genius.” He chuckled, the sound light and almost mocking, shaking his head in amusement. It irritated me just enough to make me glare at him. “Alright, alright,” he said, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “It’s called the Council of Shadows. That’s the faction for incubi and succubi.”

“A human-Incubus hybrid baby is called a Cambion and they are very unstable. They almost always end up killing the mother they are born from. It’s why Incubus have stopped having children with humans. Well, that and the fact that human blood dilutes our bloodline.” “What happened?” I asked cautiously. Lancelin wasn’t a talker. The fact that he even mentioned Acelin’s loss came as a big surprise to me. I was sure that he would just shut down again and decide I wasn’t qualified for that information. But he surprised me once again by continuing the story.

“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.”

“You don’t know what an Incubus is?” She shook her head. Miranda opened her mouth to voice her disbelief but she remembered what Moore had warned everyone. “Incubus or Succubus for females, is a creature that is exceptionally gifted in beauty. The old tales said that they lure people with their beauty and voice then they eat the hearts of those that fall into their trap. Some versions said they feed off energy like lust, love or just the very essence of a person’s life. Or have sex to spawn evil offspring.” She paused at Estelle’s horrified expression.

, I said and everyone looks excited when they heard the word "sex" My eyes were on Diana's healthy breast. She lowered her head when she saw me lingering unto them. It's more interesting this way. I smirked. "What is Incubus and Succubus demon means? An incubus is a male demon who preys on women, especially while they are sleeping. They rape and impregnate women. The victim may wake during the rape, or may not know anything has happened until her health suddenly deteriorates as she hosts the Incubus’, parasitic baby".

She could even slap me. I told Iris none of this would make me uncomfortable—on the contrary, it would bring me pleasure. She smirked coldly. "Yeah right. As if I'd believe you. You masochistic incubus—you're rotten to the core." … I was so proud of Iris. The suppressant she developed liberated countless incubi. Once our daughter was a little older, Iris started developing a new product. The key ingredient had to be extracted from an emotionally aroused top-tier incubus.

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.

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!]

Minerva chirped. I spotted Valentina giggling and sharing a funnel cake with Callan and started fuming inside. Is that incubus asshole flirting with my sister? Before Minerva had the chance to stop me, I strode toward them. "What's up Incubeta?" I barked out the nickname he hated so much. "I told you not to call me that, asshole!" Callan's grey eyes turn dark. "That is such a stupid nickname," he snarled. "Is it? I think it's pretty genius actually. You are half Beta wolf, half incubus and that makes you an Incubeta." I smirked.