Succubus Covenant Novels & Stories

Suddenly, from the corner of the room, their mother’s voice rose in a broken wail. “Carla! Don’t take one of my children. It’s just me… It’s just me. Don’t make them suffer!” The plea cut through the air like a knife, raw and pleading. Their mother’s eyes were wide with terror, her bound hands twisting against the ropes as she rocked back and forth. The name “Carla” hung in the room like a summoned ghost, a tangible thread linking the present torment to the sins of the past. Eloise and Elena exchanged a glance heavy with shared dread—the curse was stirring again, drawing closer, its tendrils reaching for what little they had left.

"Thought it might help." Inside were fragments of obsidian glass, soaked in lunar silver used by Morgana's coven to tether power during unstable rites. Seraphina blinked at him. "You stole this?" "I call it borrowing," he said. "With extreme prejudice." She managed a smile. "Thank you." Lucien nodded once, uncharacteristically solemn. "We're in this now, witch. All the way." As the moon began to rise outside, its light filtered through the cracked stone windows, touching the sigils with silver fire.

Shoving his hand away I growled, “Watch your tongue, Faro! If my heart starts beating, I will be brought back to hell to face Lucifer, and he will cast me into a fiery pit.” Rolling his eyes Faro exhaled deeply and said, “Lucifer has plenty of other incubus to feed him energy. You're not that special, Eros. You just tried to screw his daughter Rebekah on her wedding night…oh shit I guess he would still hold a grudge.” “I don't even care about that. I enjoy being here. I don't have any worries except now for Kryoz and that female that makes me feel strange,” I complained, making him shake his head at me.

“Your eyes, they’re blood red.” I nodded. “Succubus, remember.” He looked confused. “If your succubus can feed off the lust here, why couldn’t she feed off me, us, last night?” “I shut her out,” I whispered. Nathaniel looked like he’d protest. “I had to, Nathaniel. In time, it won’t be necessary. But the mark has to be done without you being under the influence of a succubus call. The mark had to be between your wolf and mine, it could not be a three-way with my succubus.”

Ove answered, "Even if I were privy to his intentions, our binding pact renders me powerless to reveal anything. Our souls are irrevocably bound to him. Even if I desired to disclose his plans, the mere whim of his thought could consign us to the depths of hell for all eternity." With these words, Ove underscored the harrowing reality of their allegiance to Satan, emphasizing the dire consequences that awaited anyone who dared to breach the infernal contract. The weight of their unbreakable pact hung heavily in the air, casting a chilling pall over the chamber and serving as a stark reminder of the inescapable grip of their malevolent master. Asmodeus, impressed by Ove's revelation, recogniz

The final Succubus of the Pure Callisto Royal Bloodline is killed by her lover in a fit of jealousy 1200 years after the first Succubus, Eleanor, was created. After what happened with King Corbin and his creation of the sub-species; the Succubus and how dangerous they could be if given the chance. King Sargon along with his remaining brothers and a vote from the highest kings within the supernatural order known as the Supernatural Council ruled that the inter-mating of species was forbidden and any offspring resulting from such a mating would be put to death along with the weaker entity of the couple responsible. At the time of the ruling, Sargon heard and then met with the young, up-and-com

A Succubus can enthral both males and females, unmated and mated into doing whatever she so desires. Once a Succubus is mated, unless that mate dies the venom the Succubus craves and requires can only come from their mate, all other venom is poisonous. Once injected with foreign venom, DEATH follows. (Foreign Venom poisoning can only be countered by the Succubus’ mate's blood and venom when injected in at the same time.)

"And most succubi are solitary creatures. They don't form communities or share knowledge. The only organized succubus society is...." "The Seraphim Court," Eve finished. "Which I can't exactly visit since my parents' enemies might still be there wanting me dead." "Catch-22," Damon muttered. "Not necessarily," Markov said thoughtfully. "There are texts. Ancient grimoires written by succubi queens documenting their powers and how to develop them. Very rare, very valuable. But....they exist. I might be able to locate some through my contacts." "Do it," Damian ordered. "Whatever it costs. We need those texts."

Their cocks were already hard again, pussies dripping fresh nectar, bodies glowing with demonic energy. Selene, still trembling from the aftershocks, looked up at Lilithara with complete submission and whispered hoarsely: “Thank you… Mistress… for corrupting us.” Lilithara smiled, sharp fangs flashing, and pulled all five of her new futa sluts into a messy, cum-soaked embrace on the flooded altar. The summoning was complete. The coven was reborn. And the nights of endless, depraved, squirting demonic orgies had only just begun.

He stepped forward, slowly unraveling a scroll sealed in crimson wax. She recognized the sigil at once. Not of a vampire house. Not of a noble clan. A covenant. Older than bloodlines.Forbidden even among vampire courts. Elara’s fingers closed around the scroll. When she opened it, the ink shimmered black, as if written in shadow. The language was ancient. Twisted. But the meaning was clear. The Crimson Pact. A secret alliance between certain vampire lords and a dark force known only in the oldest Lycan nightmares.