My Mom Is A Succubus Novels & Stories

" For starters I saw her get hurt, she was bleeding a lot. I had tried to use my powers on her but it didn't work out. I thought she wasn't going to make it. If it were some human they would be unconscious right now and would probably be needing a blood transfusion but her, She is all better not even a single scar dad.." " Do you think she is a vampire or a witch maybe??" he asked but before I could say anything, her mom and Val came out of the room looking as pale as ever. I was looking at them intently checking to see if there was any sign that could tell me whether they are vampires. But non plus I could smell a witch or vampire a mile away and they smelled like humans well except Val who

I told him. “Yes, you are sweetheart. Do you notice men drawn to you like flies? Becoming obsessed with you? It’s in your blood. Your mother was a succubus, or your father was an incubus.” Michael told me. It had to have been my father; I never knew him. He was a one night stand my mother had. This was an unexpected turn of events. “That’s why your blood tastes addictive…” Michael whispered in my ear before he bit into my shoulder. “Ah!” I cried from the amazing feelings of his bite. I watched with bated breath as Gabriel stood up and came to me. He grabbed me and roughly drank from my other shoulder.

"Even I couldn't hold off easily from her advances." What did he mean by that? Uneasy glances were shared by everyone in the room except for the three sisters. "What is she?" Mish asked softly. Xavier stiffened by her side. "Ruby is a succubus, the only daughter of Lilith, who seduced Samael, an Archangel, Esmeralda's father, during his travels in the underworld," Lucifer informed them. "What is a succubus?" She couldn't stop herself from asking any longer. She needed to know what type of enemy Lucas would be facing.

“What about your family, but wait, do demons even have family?” “Yes, even a demon like me has a family. There is not much to talk about them. My mother is Agrat Bat Mahlat, and she’s a succubus. My father is the former king of hell known as Crowley, and I do have some brothers as well, but I’m only close to two of them.” I’m not even sure why I felt a need to answer her question about a family that means little to me, nor do I understand why this question came out of my mouth.

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…

She knew it was true: she was becoming a vampire. Reading her mom’s journal had convinced her. Her mom had been one, too. She felt sure of it. She didn’t understand how, or when, but she knew it was true. Her mom knew. And when she saw her mom’s note, that she must stop her, it was like a knife through her heart. Scarlet felt that her mom wanted her dead, and after that, she could not bear to see her mom again.

as I continued downstairs. “Do you think that they are second-chance mates?” I asked my Lycan. She hummed slightly and said,” If the Moon Goddess wishes it so they will be.” Grinning slightly I entered the kitchen and saw my mom sitting at the small table. Glancing up at me she squealed happily and jumped up to hug me. I hugged her back and asked, “Did you know both my grandparents are hooking up?” See pulled back, looked into my eyes, and nodded.

Raoul asked. “Half succubus, half siren. My father was an incubus. Typical story, he stuck around until he saw the baby was a girl, then disappeared in the night. Not that my mother wanted him to stick around. She died in a car accident when I was ten. Yvonna, Maddie’s mom, took me in and I was homeschooled while taking care of the house. Public schools aren’t very siren friendly. I’ve served Maddie since my mate died.” Serena’s voice caught a little. Moran looked at the floor. Incubi were terrible fathers. They only wanted to care for sons. Or, at least, that’s what Moran told us. I bet if he had a daughter, he’d take care of her instead of running.

"I didn't know that." "No." Mom shook her head slowly. "I never told you. I didn't want you to feel guilty. You and Kayla were my miracle. My answer to years of prayers." She paused, her throat moving as she swallowed. "But there were moments—dark moments—when I was tempted to take a different path." My chest tightened. "What path?" Mom's gaze dropped to her plate. She pushed a bell pepper around with her fork, not eating. "A witch came to me," she said quietly. "Not your grandmother's friend—a different one. She offered me a deal. Power. Fertility. Children. All I had to do was give her something in return."

“Answer me, sweetheart.” “Come on, Mom. Don’t be funny. I took no alcohol, I’m going after true love. If I can’t get lucky with humans and a demon, then I will go find the werewolf that bugs my sleep.” “Demon? Werewolf? Are you insane? What are you talking about?” Mom queried. If I don’t explain in detail, Mom will never get it. I grunted and dropped on the bed beside her.