Meru The Sucubus Novels & Stories

ALPHUS' POV I was scouting the borders of the Cerulean Moon Pack when I smelt her, my mate. I followed her unique scent to the side of the road. I saw her jump into a silver Mercedes. She was with one of them, a wolf from the Cerulean Moon Pack. Like a beanstalk, my anger grew wild and rapidly. My entire body tensed when I saw her stripping off his clothes and then riding his cock like a jockey.

I snarled, baring my fangs, and glaring at the woman and the Alpha beside me. “Don't be foolish, human; I don't have lovers; I am yours!” The Lycan king roared, the ruthless sound was piercing. “She's a Succubus, a demon creature that feeds on sexual desires.” “And guess why I'm here?” Clapping her hands in little jumps, she approached, boldly caressing my fur. “So much desire is contained here, so much pent-up need... Ah, a feast of wild pleasure waiting to be unleashed!” Nudging my nose, I snarled loudly, trying to bite the Succubus's finger, which disappeared and reappeared next to the Alpha.

“Anyway, yes. She’s definitely the one. Nexus’s whole ‘the land shall choose the spirit-bearing flame born in rust’ nonsense? Yeah. Selena literally works in Vermillion Cyberspace. Couldn’t get more prophetic if it slapped us.” Shu groaned again—not in frustration, but with the deep, bone-weary sigh of a divine being who had long accepted that the universe was out to emotionally ruin him. “Well, damn,” he muttered with a laugh that sounded a little too close to spiritual unraveling. “Nexus must have finally lost it. Choosing a human? As his successor? Of all things. And on top of that—a woman?!” He paused dramatically. “Perhaps… does she have any special powers?”

P E R S E U S "Beersheba doesn’t like multiple visitors. She’d think it’s an ambush," I say to Hakim as we cross the narrow bridge suspended over misty waters, the one that leads directly to the Serpent Goddess’s hidden temple. Fabian had no doubt overestimated Beersheba’s power. I’ve been to her temple before. She had a habit—no, a twisted obsession—with disguising her dwelling to mimic various forms. It was a trick she perfected to lure in her prey—men, mostly—whom she devoured not through brute force, but through seduction. Beersheba is believed to be the first succubus to break free from her kind, after a feud with her sister that history never recorded, a mystery lost to time.

“I’m sorry your mother died. If she hadn’t, your mating would have been much easier.” My mate steps out from behind me, and I have to fight against myself to push her back. I can't fight a Cambion anyway, but I can't stop my instincts from overruling my head. “What kind of demon are you?” Pippa asks. “I am part succubus.” Oh great. Fantastic. Just what we need. “I thought your kind don’t mate with wolves.” “My father was human. My human side was fated to Basian. He was just an Omega, but I loved him and he was mine.”

“I was…I felt an obligation to make sure that Caris was okay. We’d lost so many children, and…we both knew why. I couldn’t…I couldn’t leave her like that. And…so when…when she called that night, I just…I thought I-” “Stop,” Merari interrupted. “You loved her. Just admit it,” she shrugged and stepped toward me. “You loved her.” “I did,” I confessed. “But there was more to it than that. I’m afraid you wouldn’t even understand because you’re-” “What? A human?” she scoffed, a stray tear falling down her cheek. “Not anymore,” she bitterly said, and as she said this, her eyes darkened, and her teeth elongated. She laughed. “You see…after…she found me, she gutted me…like a fish. Then she set my hou

Beric’s body burst outward in a web of living quicksilver tendrils. Human skin dropped away like a discarded, withered husk, revealing the thing that had worn it: the Second Heretic—the Puppeteer of Broken Bones—an abomination of endless limbs of solid mercury, already striking sharpened claws straight for the twins’ exposed necks, as the seven stars on Valen’s chest flared in a shriek of light that shattered every mirror in the room.

Cobwebs hung from the low ceiling, and the air smelled musty, like wet earth after rain. They had found an ancient book in the attic, its leather cover cracked and yellow pages filled with strange symbols and spells. It talked about calling demons, and the one that caught their eye was a succubus—a demon woman who fed on men's lust and life force. The brothers thought they could bind her with the spell, make her serve them, and have some wild fun without getting hurt. They were wrong, but they didn't know that yet.

I retreated a step. “The Cubus species are the only species with the ability to alter themselves sexually,” he tutored, advancing again. “Their males, known as the incubus, can grow a retractable second penis, force their partners into orgasms with their minds, and perform other unnatural sexual feats. And their females, the succubus, can enslave males to their bodies, wield serpent-like tongues for oral acts, possess silken throats, no gag reflex, and skills beyond mortal comprehension.” He moved toward me again, and I kept backing up, my heart beating out of my throat.

"How dare you still try to implicate Ayna even now! She didn't hesitate to donate millions of dollars and even offered a decade of her own life, just to have the master perform the blessing ritual for you! And yet, you're repaying her kindness with slander?" I sneered as I turned over the trash can, letting the pearl earrings fall out. Then, I stomped on them, crushing them under my shoes. A few black worms then crawled out from the center of the earring, looking absolutely vile and disgusting. "She spent millions of dollars only to get this so-called master to cast a curse on these earrings with black magic! She offered her lifespan to bind the curse to me and transfer her sex addiction to