Novel & Cerita My Mother Is A Succubus

my mummo answers while kissing my forehead making me nod my head. “What did Da mean when he said you were a goddess?” I ask quietly, trying to avoid using my voice more than necessary, not wanting to be in more pain. “He should have kept his mouth shut; my mother was the original Moon Goddess Selene, creator of Lycans and vampires, I took her place a few millennia ago. Your father is among the first generation of Lycans as is my closest friend Helena, we grew up together as girls while I was groomed to take my mother’s place,” Mummo explains as simply as she can, while I lay there completely stunned.

On those lips, he ran his sinful tongue to keep them wet and he made them more kissable with the glistening of his saliva and I had to gulp my lust down. My mother again repeated her question when I didn’t answer her, “ tell me what are you doing here, when I clearly told you to never come back?!” Her tone was fierce, it was nothing like her sweet loving tone. I looked into her eyes to see if she really was my mother because my mother would never raise her voice at her only daughter. My mother was the exact copy of Charlotte Richards from the Lucifer series, in short, she was a hot mess with a perfect body and a perfect height of 5’9.

She finally let go and sat in the chair from across me while my father leaned on the counter of the island. I sat in silence. Trying to take everything in. Powers? You mean my nightmares and my weird sleepwalking? And my weird ability to shatter glass? I thought to myself. “Please say something.” My mother whispered. “What am I?” Was all I could get out. My mother grabbed a leather bound book off the counter next to us and placed it on the table and opened it. It looks like it was hundreds of years old. “This belongs to Thomas's mother. Your grandmother. She was a banshee along with some other things. You are a were- banshee.”

I scrunched up my face. "Your mom does what?" I almost yelled. She chuckled and cleared her throat, "It's no news. Everyone knows she does. She's from the descendant of Ursula Cordelia. The dark witch." I turned immediately to look at her. "What?" She asked. "She's your mother, lady Ursula right?" "Yes." Oh my God. "Do you drink human...blood too?" I almost choked on my words. I gagged. A feeling of nausea suddenly came over me. My stomach churned up and I felt sick.

Reluctantly, I followed her out of the room and sat opposite her. “I'll tell you the truth,” Mom began, casually sipping blood, confirming her demonic nature. I braced myself for her revelations. “I killed your father,” she said bluntly. “What!” I stood up from the couch, shock, and anger colliding within me. “How could you kill your own mate? You are a demon, and that’s why you saw a wolf as an enemy, right?” My voice rose in accusation. “Tell me, Mother, were you just pretending to be a wolf to mate with my father?”

"Sean, that sleazy narcissist, doesn't even compare to you. Chad, believe in yourself! "Mind you, I'm a paid member. I command you to hurry up!" Hunger surged through me as I scanned their lewd comments. My succubus instincts stirred. "Chad, here's a secret." I licked my lips. "I'm not fully human. I'm a succubus. "That means that no matter what you do to me, however rough, I won't get hurt. It'll only excite me. "If you're not scared, I could even show you my tail. But for now, I want to see yours first…"

"End that wretched relationship, and you’ll have your title back as my son. I’ve ruled for over two centuries, and I’m ready to pass the crown to you if you do as I say." My mother curled her arm through mine, her touch gentle yet suffocating. "It’s not difficult, my love," she cooed. "All you have to do is end it with her. There are plenty of succubi in our realm. You can choose any one of them."

"What is Incubus and Succubus demon means? An incubus is a male demon who preys on women, especially while they are sleeping. They rape and impregnate women. The victim may wake during the rape, or may not know anything has happened until her health suddenly deteriorates as she hosts the Incubus’, parasitic baby" They're all listening to my lecture very well. I started to walk around them until I reach her sitting location. I leaned closer to her face. " Any other information about sex demon misses Scott?", I asked her making my eyes meet her eyes. She turned around to make eye contact and I saw her face turns to crimson red. "God! You're blushing!", I whispered in her ears. Again I waited f

“Mom, I'm here.” A simple grave and a modest headstone were all that remained of my mother. “Mom, I found the truth.” I crouched down and placed the photograph beside the grave. The image Margaret took was blurry, the figures faded with age, but I could still make out the silhouette. “The man who hurt you didn't die by my hand.” I paused. “He was destroyed by his own greed.” The night before, Victor's condition deteriorated rapidly.

The love I'd once felt for my husband and my child had been replaced by numb, aching hollowness. "Luke, you must be tired too. Go to bed." I turned away and poured myself a glass of water. Father and son exchanged a glance---that familiar, conspiratorial look between them---and the sight left me cold. Lucien put his hand on Luke's shoulder, ready to send the boy off to wash up and sleep. But Luke was still wired. I saw the flash of crimson in Luke's eyes and knew immediately---too much rare steak had triggered his vampiric instincts.