Incubus System Novels & Stories

"How long until I go back, System?" "Seven days. You have one week to bid farewell to this world." I lowered my gaze, understanding. Even if I didn't like my original world, I had no other choice. It took true betrayal from John for me to realize that there was no one more reliable in this world than myself. Rather than placing everything in someone else’s hands, it was better to take control myself. Meanwhile, a trending topic suddenly appeared on social media. It was footage of John and Ivy travelling together in Franconia. In the video, the two of them were inseparable, like newlyweds, their faces full of happiness.

They'll get jealous and might even fight each other. Me: [I know. But my last incubus… left.] Customer service: [Ah, I see. Would you like a refund for your first purchase, then? Just to note, if the incubus was healthy when he left, we can't process refunds. After all, he chose to leave because of you.] Me: [No, it's fine. I don't want a refund. I just want to buy another one.] Customer service: [Understood. Don't be sad. I'll make sure your new incubus is sent to you as soon as possible.]

A bright blue prompt materialized directly before my eyes, pulsing with a luminous, high-tech sheen that seemed to cast an eerie azure glow across the dimly lit bedroom: > Would Host like to explore the System Store? > [Yes] / [No] > I hesitated for a fraction of a second, my heart beating with a mixture of intense curiosity and pragmatic caution. I selected Yes. The interface expanded instantly, dissolving the initial query into a sleek, expansive navigation menu that shimmered like a polished obsidian mirror:

I held my breath, but then… I finally saw it clearly. On top of his head were a pair of black, fluffy ears. The inside was a soft pink. What the hell! Was Leo actually an incubus?! So when my mom said “incubus”, she meant it literally and not as a description?! “Stop staring. My ears are real. Want to touch them?”

“They’re not monsters, they’re Incubus.” “What the Hell is that supposed to mean?” I ask her incredulously. “Well,” she scratched the back of her head awkwardly. “It means that they are demons, but Incubus quite literally translates to sex demons.” I stared at Mary for a good five minutes, before I fell back on the bed laughing like a maniac. “S-sex d-em-ons!” I managed to say in between fits of laughter.

“We’ll find a way to fix it.” “No,” Astra said, shaking her head. “I came to tell you something. Before it’s too late.” Seraphina reached out to steady her. Astra grabbed her wrist. “You didn’t just break the curse,” Astra said, voice shaking. “You broke the locks. The prison beneath the Spire. It wasn’t just holding your fate, Sera. It was holding his.” “Who?” Seraphina whispered. Astra’s eyes welled with tears. “The one who came first. The first bond. The first Incubus. He was buried in dreamfire so he wouldn’t rise again.”

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."

Xolvion couldn't take much more and the two of them worked him so good that he could feel himself getting ready to explode. "I'm going to cum!" He shouted as he shot out his load. Covering both of the girls with his white-hot essence. Both Luna and Crystal moaned as they licked his semen, not being able to get enough of its taste. Thanks to his incubus blood that made his essence additive to the opposite sex. Xolvion smiled as he looked down at the two of them before he grabbed Luna, placing her down onto the bed and thrusting his cock into her, causing her to moan with extreme pleasure as she ran her claws down his back so hard that she cut into his flesh.

I followed senior students to start-up forums and, with my roommates, developed a software program that taught teens how to prevent domestic and school violence. The program was called Self-Rescue. At the launch event, I stood on stage to speak. “The shadow of violence is never your original sin. You don’t need to wait for the abuser to repent. Always believe that every step you take through the darkness becomes a stepping stone for your future success. You must believe you are the light that can never be extinguished.” Watching thousands of kids online leave careful, inspired comments, I saw the reflection of my former self. I believe that they, too, will rise strong. No longer will they ho

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.