Succubus Covenant Novels & Stories

I gasped, looking at the black script inked above the illumination: “INCUBUS: A Fowl Daemon that preys on Mortal wymen. Through sexual congress, it feeds off Mortal souls.” My eyes grew wide as saucers. “Incubus?” I said, the strange word rolling off my tongue. Wasn't that a band? Disgust roiled in my stomach. My finger traced the text, searching. “CONTRACT WYTH INCUBI: Should a Mortal woman desyre sexual power over men, she may bind herself to an Incubus. This, however, is duly advysed against, being altogether foolysh. A Mark is placed upon her, and the Incubus partially feeds off the sexual enyrgies derived from congress. But that is not the onlie thing he feeds off of. The Mort

"And Vesran. And Sable needs to keep building the archive — if there are more documents she needs to find them all." "Yes," Dravon said. "And we need to understand what we are. What you are specifically. Why the union of human and vampire bloodlines is the thing they have spent four centuries preventing." "Caevan's tradition," Aldric said. "The people who lived between the worlds."

“There is something you need to know. The Council didn’t send that witch to evaluate you. They sent her to control you.” Evelyn frowned. “Control how?” “A Lilim bonded to an incubus becomes stronger than a solitary Lilim. Much stronger. Lilim power, mixed with incubus power, creates a symbiosis that amplifies both. You are stronger now than you were a few weeks ago. In a few months, you will be stronger than most members of the Council.” “And that is a threat to them.”

I can still feel the Moscow cold in my bones, every scream that ripped from me as Dakor's blade carved into my skin. “Tristan.” Lydia rushes toward me. “Let's speak outside. We need to –” “I want to know what he has to say!” Bunny shouts, desperation clouding his tone. “I want to hear him lie again.” Fucker. He thinks I'm a liar! But wait till he knows the biggest one alive. “They are men from the covenant. What you know as Black Mojo.” The words slice like a blade. Lydia yells at me to shut up, but I don't. “A secret society dealing in human trafficking, organ harvesting, criminal affiliation, and occultism.”

“Including how many nights you’ve laid in that pathetic bed, jerking your cute little cock while fantasizing about a demon pinning you down and fucking you until you scream.” Elias’s cock twitched traitorously in his sweatpants. Vesper smirked, sending it. “Here’s the deal, little summoner,” the incubus continued, stepping closer until the intense heat of his body engulfed Elias completely. “You’ve pulled me into this realm. To send me back where I belong, you must seal a soul binding contract. And it will be sealed with your body.” Elias swallowed hard, throat dry. “What… what exactly does that mean?”

"The curse requires a willing marriage. You agreed to this willingly. The Covenant is satisfied." "The Covenant record I read today says differently." Her voice was even. Flat, almost, the way he was and that irritated him most of all, that she had learned already to give him nothing. "A marriage that starts willingly is not the same as a marriage that becomes willing. If nothing real exists between us, the counter-curse fails. And when it fails, it does not fail quietly. It comes back to the person closest to the bloodline who is not of it." She paused. "That is me. I am the one it comes back to." He said nothing.

The Pact of Eternal Winter was the most ancient and solemn rite of the entire solstice. Held in the deepest sanctum beneath the manor — a vast cavern cathedral where the very first pact between the original Lord Kaelen’s ancestor and the sentient spirit of the land had been sealed — guests stood in silent reverence. Glowing veins of frost and crimson light pulsed through the stone walls, showing living visions of that fateful night: a mortal man and a powerful winter spirit entwining in forbidden passion, binding their bloodlines and awakening the manor as a living, watchful entity that thrived on desire, secrets, and broken promises.

"You just have to stick to the mission. You are in the perfect position to get those files." "I don't work for you, and I won't do it!" Freya said firmly. Mr. Grant went silent for a moment. He looked at her with a chilling calmness. "I’ve tried to be nice, Freya. I’ve tried to be patient. But I think it’s time we did this the hard way." He snapped his fingers at the man holding the umbrella. "Bring me the contract." The man reached into a leather briefcase and pulled out a thick file. On the front, in bold black letters, it read: THE SEDUCTION CONTRACT.

"What is this kind of demons? “I asked Vraxlon, making sure to shake his hand on mine just to make sure she was still there. "Incubus and Súcubus" he replied, briefly nodding his head to the few members of the groups who could feel our presence in the midst of so many others. No one dared to approach, they didn't even take long to look at us for more than a few seconds, certainly acting more cautiously about the privacy of royalty. However, deep obeisances were made to me when those looks fell to the side of the prince-warrior, by pure instinct, I presumed. “I explained about Kyra to you. They are made to seduce and steal the vitality of their victims during the sexual act. However, they can

Meeting Kira's stare without flinching, I allowed the words to spill forth in a voice ringing with a primordial conviction that felt as old as existence itself: "I swear, before the ancestors and all cosmic forces at play in this union," I intoned, watching the blood-inked lines of the contract undulate and take on a faint crimson color. "I surrender myself to embrace this new reality...as Gabriel's Luna and the bearer of his heirs unto their destined supremacy over all other bloodlines. Today and for all the nights and celestial ages to come, I bind my life, my womb, my entire being to serving the ascension of the children I birth for him into their rightful inheritance upon this world and