Incubus Oc Novels & Stories

"Don't have to keep you company? Or don't have to help you?" His fingers tilted my chin up. "Selene, the state you're in right now — you really think you can handle this alone?" My breathing shattered. His scent came crashing down, the one my instincts couldn't resist. "I..." He lowered his head, nose to nose with me. His voice was pure temptation. "Yes or no?" I stared into his eyes, inches away. My reflection stared back from those slit pupils — dark, consuming. Yes. Every incubus instinct was screaming.

And in that glassy darkness, I swore I saw him. “God,” I whispered, rubbing my thighs together. “What the hell is happening to me…” My hand brushed my neck. The mark was still warm. I opened a new tab. Typed slowly: “What happens when an incubus marks you?” The results? Terrifying. “Spiritual bindings.” “Erotic obsession.” “Slow soul corruption.” “Addiction.” “Love.” I slammed the laptop shut. “I’m not falling for you,” I muttered under my breath. “Just because the dick is… ungodly.”

Leon look at the camera in front of him. "But now that I already know everything, Baby, you didn't lost the bet, you never lost. The bet effectively is only for five years. And the day you started missing is not included to the set date. The bet date started the next day after you leave the campus. I announced the date of being in a relationship exactly the date you started missing. And that is after the five years bet. So Owen Cruz.. We won the bet baby.. I love you."

“What?” “You are the most unique human I’ve met,” answered Bobby, seriously, which was highly unusual of him. “What do you mean?” I question, slowly. “I can see peoples’ auroras, and yours is different. Most humans are either white or yellow, witches are red, Annabella was all red, meaning she was powerful. I’m half red and half white, so I’m not as powerful in magic. Yours is… well mostly white, yet there is bits of red and black mixed in, blended. You’re powerful in some way, but I don’t know how. Maybe it was your aurora that brought on the ghost that first day of school, because a ghost’s aurora is black,” explained Bobby.

At the statue's feet sat a brass incense burner. It should have been empty. It was beating like a heart. I touched it. The bronze bit my palm. Blood slid over the rim and sank into the metal. [Incense detected.] The voice rang inside my skull. I staggered back and hit the offering table hard enough to send a cracked bowl rolling across the floor. [Temple Authority: dormant.] [Candidate identified: Lu Chen.] [Bloodline verified.] I stared at the words burning in the air. No phone screen. No projector. No power in half the city.

It had a rage built on centuries, and I could barely control it. I sat back on the chair, my hands on my chin. I heard about her even before the world knew — the strange Omega cursed to kill two beasts, one born of blood, the other of shadow. When her parents were arguing with my father about some stupid property, he had them imprisoned, fed only once a month in an enclosed place, and declared her an orphan. She was the first thing I had ever pitied in my life. Watching her grow, question where she was from, and struggle to make ends meet moved me, and I got her a place at the club.

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

m. Yang Corps was not only a business building but also a shopping mall. Although, every individual owner has their hours for their business. The Yang Corps entrances are open 24 hours a day, with a 24-hour security unit. However, their offices are open from 8:00 a.m. and closed at 5:00 p.m. Yang Tian-Xu always arrived at the office at 9:00 p.m and would stay until 5:30 p.m.

“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.”

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.