My Life As A Succubus Novels & Stories

And sending them to us to please us is also a norm here that I didn't have a chance to tell my wife. A succubi is a very charming creature in the Underworld. They are gathering energy and producing their own life energy with the method of having sec with a man. They are beautiful, and sexy and give off the scent that no one can resist but also women. But impregnating them is so difficult because they are really not built for pregnancy no matter how strong the blood of the man would be. I feel so dumb and unfaithful at the same time. That's why I am keeping a low profile here because I am unable to leave here to return to my palace because my father restricted everyone including me to leave t

How utterly absurd I had been. With Joe, I watched myself be reborn. I'd linger over my reflection—radiant, alive, lavish with color. A new boldness had taken root in me. Suddenly, I understood: being a succubus means relying on a man's love to survive—but that doesn't mean I have to be dominated for life. I could be the hunter instead. If men were meant to serve, why couldn't I be the one to enjoy being waited on? Once my thinking shifted, everything felt clearer. So clear that even when Stuart showed up at my door, I could simply smile and welcome him in.

I can’t get the suspicion to quiet. Succubi are shape changers. They can put on any face... but they’re still flesh and blood monsters, usually disguised as hookers or loose women. You’re dead if you let one fuck you, so that’s can’t be what happened to me down in those cells… Of course it isn’t. It was inside a church. There couldn’t have been demons there…

Candy didn’t reply; instead, she suddenly turned into Dale’s next-door neighbor Ms. Jones, and she was naked. Dale had had a crush on her for as long as he could remember. “Oh my god, how did you do that?” “Like I said, I’m a Succubus. I have to be able to change into whomever you desire. That is my role in life. We are the seductresses of all those who would promise their souls to the Devil. I may not be in the market for seduction at the moment, but it is part of my nature. God also recognized the fact that mortals have certain needs, and I am here to fulfill those needs.”

His pair of golden-red eyes still lingered in her mind, the memory making her stumble. She reached for the strap that held her dress and loosened it, letting it slip down to the floor, revealing her nakedness. She climbed onto the bed, parted her legs, and arched her back. A bitter sigh left her lips as she awaited her fate. The bed sank beneath her, a clear sign that he had joined her. She whimpered, beads of sweat cascading down her face. She tried to prepare herself mentally for what was about to happen but kept failing. Today was supposed to be her first day as the Luna of the Ravenwood Pack, but instead, she was here, at the mercy of the ruthless Lycan King, who was in the throes of his

she exclaimed before hopping back to her makeup. As a succubus, she had her nightly duties, but only in dreams. Terlace Academy had special rooms for succubi to sleep in, while also doing their activities. "Wow, well, it really depends on how much blood I've had, the more blood, the more strength and stamina, I try to have the same amount all the time and try to improve my body generally though... Anyway, do you know who you're dreaming about today?" Bianca asked, scratching her arm.

He’s still young to be an orphan. “Melissa saved my life.” She said as a response to Chris’ question. “I used to have a trashy life back when I haven’t arrived at Fantasia. My family already abandoned me, I’m in a very toxic romantic relationship and I do all sorts of illegal things to survive. I knew that I don’t have any hope, I was honestly just waiting for my death. That's how worst it is.” She said while looking at her half empty plate. Chris suddenly felt guilty, maybe he shouldn’t have asked. It sounded too personal.

“Her new look and new attitude had me fooled for a time or two, but when her soul called to me… my obsession with the little rogue all made sense. I actually tried to write it off that she was a succubus.” Blair smiled warmly at her friend, cupping her cheek. I restricted a growl at the witch’s touch, knowing full well that witches polyamorous ways often had them swinging like a grandfather clock’s pendulum. I was a possessive man, and her hands had no business on my mate. “Well, she is a succubus,” she cooed. “Your succubus.” Blair glanced up to me periodically as she set to work preparing the tincture to erase my mate’s memories. “If you have no bond, how do you even feel that?”

When I saw his fangs, I don't think my brain trusted my eyes, but then he bent and buried them into my neck. I heard his voice in my thoughts as he began to feed. "You are so delicious," he murmured, and "your blood is so sweet." I trembled in terror as images formed in my head. They belonged to another girl, a young woman with long brown hair. He was sucking on her neck in the same way that he was sucking on mine. She screamed the whole time till she passed out. He smiled as he snapped her neck, then walked away, dropping her into a garbage can.

I asked, unable to deny that the woman splayed on the bed in front of me was attractive. “I thought you might be tired of drinking blood from a glass and would enjoy feeding on her instead.” Vivienne smiled, pleased with herself. She knew that the fact that this one was a shadow hunter made the prospect even more appealing. I licked my lips and stepped forward. Vivienne took that as approval and stepped out of the room. There was no hesitation on my part. The darkness in me took over. I was beside the woman, pulling her against me with my arms and sinking my teeth into her neck.