Incubus Novels & Stories

He answered. "Creating our group?" Nicolai tilted his head. "You're great in rapping, are you not?" Nicolai dropped his spoon and so his jaw. What kind of mindset that Owen suddenly has now? He never thought of this kind of plans before. Owen was only focusing on his own love life before and never ever think about his future before. "Wait, so you're telling me, you're going to take us with your group? What's that? K-pop or P-pop?" Nicolai rubbed his forehead due to frustration.

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"You know what Ed I did a little research." She was pretending to be engrossed in a conversation while lying in bed fiddling her phone and hit the play button. Maroon 5's This Summer's gonna hurt like a Motherfucker reverberated in the the corners of the room. Playing through her bluetooth speaker. As it started, Ace stood up letting herself break loose. Hair tossing-bed jumping-kind-of-dance, in slow motion probably due the bouncing effect of the bed cushion. It's the most decent thing she managed to pull up putting a club-like vibe inside her flat-on broad daylight with curtains closed.

IBIM The hallway was quiet, teachers were in their meetings, the SS3s were having a seminar with some people from outside school. Tochi was striding easily behind me humming some tune, I recognised to be Burna Boy's but not sure what song exactly. "What song is that?", I asked. "You don't know this song?!", he sounded terrified. I laughed. "I recognise it but I can't remember the name". "Bank on it". "You can bank on it, you put a hundred grand pon it"., I said and he cooed.

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.

"Yes. It takes about 5-6 songs in my playlist." Vernon raised a brow, disbelieving. "It's true! Go on, play a song." So he did. The next thing I knew, DAY6's When You Love Someone is competing with the raindrops. We walked in growing silence, passing from one neighborhood to another, listening to Vernon's playlist, and eyes wandering but never meeting each other. At some point, we laughed together at the sound of a couple fighting, then the rain had gone cruel, and Vernon had pulled me closer to him while the umbrella was unequally extended to my shoulder. It was cold and I was worrying that he might be getting drenched, but for that night, I could not bring myself to speak.

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.

And I sighed when he rubbed himself against me, inhaling my scent deeply. "Mine to keep, mine to touch, mine to fuck. Repeat it." He ordered and I obeyed straight away. "Yours to keep, yours to touch, yours to... Fuck." Our lips collided in a fervent dance, awakening a fire that consumed us both. The world around us faded into oblivion as our mouths molded together, exploring every inch with an ardent hunger. Like feral and starving animals, we started to tear each other's clothes. The taste of desire lingered on our lips, our tongues, our heated bodies. We got caught in the unquenchable longing that surged through our veins. Sucking, biting, kissing wildly until it hurt.

We were near a small clearing, and I thought I could sketch the landscape. I sang softly to the song that I asked them to play at my fathers funeral, "Yelling at the sky, Screaming at the world. Baby, why'd you go away? I’m still your girl, Holding on too tight, Head up in the clouds, Heaven only knows where you are now..." Hunter laid across my legs, as I drew in my book. "How do I love? How do I love again? How do I trust, How do I trust again? I stay up all night, tell myself I'm alright. Baby, you're just harder to see than most, I put the record on, wait ’til I hear our song. Every night, I'm dancing with your ghost. Every night, I'm dancing with your ghost..." I pulled out the unopened

The sky above Duskmoor cracked open with light, neither dawn nor lightning but something older — a pulse that came from the ruins themselves. Saraphina felt it before she saw it. A tug beneath her ribs, sharp as a hook. Her knees nearly buckled as the energy rippled through the courtyard, stirring ash into the air. Around her, the rebels froze, caught between awe and terror. Lucian caught her arm. “It’s starting,” he said quietly. His eyes glimmered gold for an instant — the incubus beneath the man breaking through. “Whatever Malrec woke, it’s answering him.”