Succubus Covenant Novels & Stories

“Declared himself a god to the entire realm. Said the curse was the dying breath of a jealous hag. He stood on the altar, blood still dripping from his claws, and shouted, ‘Let all who breathe kneel before me. I am the Alpha of all. I am divinity.’ And we believed him. Or… we tried to.” I looked over, my jaw tightening as the memory clawed its way back. “But the curse… the curse didn’t need years or rituals to take root. It worked immediately. Two nights later, I found him curled in his chamber, convulsing. Blood foaming from his mouth. He couldn’t speak. Couldn’t even howl. His flesh…” I paused and swallowed hard. “His flesh peeled off in chunks. His fur sloughed like wet parchment. His eye

In which he wore a series of necklaces, between a staff, he was called Hezekiah, a great devil each of them, around him among the retinue, was a mediator and representative of the devils in the alliance. There among the fearful, who were afraid of being killed, if they didn't accept or run into Tsuki, being pulled away by Ezequias and Jasmine, who seemed to be having fun with such crying. - The agreement was that Tsuki in addition to being the avatar of the ruin, will have to pass and be introduced to have as teachers and a marriage between both demonic forces, sidereal, agreeing with Kurayami, a marriage of firming alliance between the demons between the succubae, the incubi, who were repre

I am a succubus, and during my heat cycle, I must have sex with a partner to survive. After rescuing a serpentfolk man, a species renowned in the beast-kin world for possessing the most potent sexual prowess of all, I used the favor to make him help me through my heat. And just as I was clinging to him again, begging him to take care of my needs, a stream of scrolling comments flashed before my eyes: [The villainess doesn't even realize she's been hate-sexed this whole time! The male lead despises her for defiling his body!]

He showered and went straight to work. Before leaving, he hooked a finger around the back of my neck and said through gritted teeth, "Don't you dare run tonight." The moment I heard the door close, I climbed out of bed. My legs weren't weak anymore. My stomach wasn't growling, and my little tail had recharged. Satisfied, I licked my lips as a message from my mother in Seranland popped up. She said she had found a match. Ever since incubi and succubi started marrying humans, purebloods had gotten rarer.

Then the doctor ran in as we stepped back and Xavier growled as he was male, unmated and unmarked as far as we could tell. "I came as quickly as I could, alpha, what's going on?" he asks, looking at the unconscious girl in front of me. A gasp of fear and shock escapes him and he backs away. "You have to kick her out!! I cannot treat her! She's the Cursed Rogue!! She matches the description perfectly! Alpha, she cannot-" I snapped. "SILENCE!" Xavier roared. It was rare for our wolves to actually speak on their own like that without their human counterpart, but in this instance, I was right along with him. The doctor instantly closed his mouth and bowed his head in submission.

"Very well, Isolde. I will help you perform this spell, but we must be cautious. The consequences of wielding such dark magic are unpredictable." Isolde's smile widened, a feral glint in her eyes. "Agreed, Baros. We'll take every precaution. The coven will soon bow to our will, and there will be no one left to oppose us." With their dark pact sealed, Isolde and Baros delved into the forbidden pages of the ancient tome, embarking on a perilous journey that would grant them immense power but also set into motion a chain of events that could shatter the delicate balance of their world. As the incantations began to flow, the shadows in the room seemed to deepen, echoing the darkness that now gri

“Are right, and the way to Rideten is blocked off… Maybe we should try scrying to someone in Rideten and find out what they have heard about what is happening here?” “I’ll go look,” Lauren’s boss, Deborah, who was fully dressed, rose to her feet, and stepped through the smoke. “Get back to searching for Jessica whilst I am gone.” “Come on,” Alice gestured for Talen and Aislen to step out after Deborah and closed the door behind them. “I’m sorry,” she said immediately. “Tabitha’s coven are somewhat…” “Feral,” Deborah supplied gripping Alice’s shoulder. “It happens with humans who gain power through external means rather than being born to it.”

A voice crackled to life. > “To those who find this: you must know—song holds more than sorrow. It is a lock and a key. The Covenant has mapped erasure across bloodlines. If you are of the Bren line, your lullaby is not only a memory. It’s the cipher. The Covenant can only win if you forget.” It was her sister’s voice. Serena Bren. Alive… long after she was declared dead. --- Part V – Dissonance in the Hall At dawn, the Council gathered to vote.

She asked. “No longer, luckily. There was a time when succubi drained people of their Argan to the point they died but the Council made a pact with them centuries ago. They were permitted to live among us and use their powers of seduction so long as no one died. Any succubus found killing, even accidentally, is locked in a cell until they fade to nothing as an example to all. I have heard it is an incredibly painful way to be executed and is drawn out over months. Denied Argan they are unable to maintain their anchor to Elaris and return to the underworld which I have heard is less than pleasant.” “And you used one of these succubi?” Carine asked.

“This is a soul shard, a piece of my very soul. Through this, you will gain great power. My power. You may share this power with your dark coven for as long as you are my loyal servants. And when your child is of age, you will insert it inside her. For then she too, will willingly do my bidding to impregnate herself with a strong heir. An heir that I will be able to be reborn through. That heir will be the August witch who will unleash hell on earth. She will be the dark queen.” I watched the imperceptible press of Sybl’s lips. “Whosoever summons Asmodeus will be the Dark Queen,” Sybl repeated, though it seemed the words held a different meaning for her. “Take this soul shard, through it yo