Succubus Covenant Novels & Stories

She had seen a lot of faeries and immortals, but none of them could compare to his ethereality. Memories came in a flash. Fang’s deceit… Hevian’s disloyalty and betrayal… The cursed wedding night… Una was suddenly filled with fury. Lord Luxus was staring intently at her as if enjoying her agony. “I will bargain anything, my lord. I’ll take my revenge on everyone who has wronged me. I will eradicate them all!” The hammering in her chest grew. The pain caused by the betrayals of her kind was unforgivable. “Very well… you will live only with the hate in your heart. You will not be capable of feeling love and affection since it caused you so much pain. But I will grant you immortality as my chil

“Before you get deep into my story, you need to know the truth about Succubae, or you will not really understand the big picture. They are not demons, if such a thing existed in the first place, and they are most certainly not evil. Though they may not have been demons, they were certainly magical. They do not drain the life out of you, but instead consume the energy created from the passion and exertion of sex itself. This has no negative side effects, other than feeling slightly more exhausted than you might be otherwise. Though they need this energy to survive, they can and do eat our food when they wish. They were not just female or just male, but could change between the two completely

They woke instantly, their eyes clear, their power humming just beneath the surface like a reactor on standby. Barzil looked at me. Then he looked at the door. "We are bound," he said. His voice was deep, carrying the finality of the grave. "By blood. By magic. By body." He stood up. He didn't bother to cover himself. He looked like a god of war painted in shadows and starlight. He reached for his sword, the metal singing against the scabbard as he drew it. "We are the Covenant," Barzil declared. He looked at us—his Pack, his Queen. His jaw tightened until the muscles stood out in sharp relief. "Now we take the world back."

In addition to raping them frequently, incubi often set up harems or bases and there they would be accompanied by their female victims; they also provide a place like this for other incubus who are lazy to hunt prey. Ironically the old incubus lost their ability to reproduce. The method of reproduction is by turning into a succubus, sleeping with a man, taking the man's sperm and inserting it into the female victim. The union of these two seeds produces a child called Cambion. Another way is to team up with Succubus; Succubus steals the sperm of the male victim and gives it to the Incubus who later implants it in his victim. Homosexual or bisexual incubus are never heard of or appear i

Now isn’t the time for a baby when I’m on a freaking destiny quest, and Zane is tasked with stopping a dangerous group of supernaturals. Then Zane’s words come back to me. I won’t be able to leave this realm till I give birth. As much as I don’t want to be on lockdown like that, I know it’s needed. This realm can only be entered or left by someone of the coven. The coven members can’t betray the coven. Zane explained it once. There is some type of loyal blood bond that makes it impossible to betray the coven or Death. If you try, you die before you can even get away with it. With a target painted on my back, I have to stay here.

“I won’t tear apart this lovely flesh. Become my slave instead, servicing my any request, and I’ll take the vessel you suggest. I’ll even set free your surly progeny. How about it?” A devil’s bargain, dooming me to an eternity of life just as it was under my sire, with the cult of St. Christians taken to even darker new depths of corruption and depravity. “I won’t sign any pact until you’ve bound yourself to that other vessel, and I have proof that Nico is out of the state.” “I can settle for that consolation,” he concedes, toying with my hand. He opens up a line of red across my palm with his nail, pressing it to his lips in gory kiss. “so long as you do sign it.”

fuck fate and its stupid eyebrows. The contract was activating. The seal was awakening. And Theo, who had spent centuries hating humans for reasons even he no longer remembered, was being forced to kneel before one. Slowly, Theo felt the final condition. The binding would only be complete through a kiss—an ancient rite, older than language. Refusing it meant death. His spirit would burn, along with the last remnant of Nexus’s power inside him. Theo stared at her, face twisted in loathing.

The contingency group that Jax had apparently handled at the door, which I still didn't have the full account of and was going to need. I stood in the center of Moonstone Hall and looked at the wolf in thorns above the dais. The Hall smelled like cedar and old power and something new underneath both, sharp and clean, the smell of the covenant recalibrated. What it was written for, held to account. Not what it had been bent into. Cass came to stand beside me. She had the document in her hand, folded, finished. "Permanently?" I asked. "The activation was interrupted and counter-inscribed before completion," she said. "The stone is inert. The covenant is locked to the Sovereign's inscription."

I stared at him in shock. "So that shady seller was you? And online shopping is one way you form contracts with humans?" Figures. When something falls out of the sky, it's either bait or a trap. How absurd. Eli nodded. "I'm an incubus. I need to feed, so I have to form a contract with a human. Morgan is a demon—once he reached adulthood, he needed a human contract to restrain him. That's why I claimed it was a buy‑one‑get‑one deal. I'm sorry, Master. We deceived you."

Raising his hands in an appeasing gesture, he begins to explain: "Do you remember the words you said when sealing the pact?" "Yes, but what about it?" "A covenant is usually a strictly crafted set of rules. Before you do it, those orders must be explained in detail and aloud, and the creature who accepts those terms must repeat them." "But I didn't give you any orders. I only repeated what you said." "Yes." She hisses in frustration. "But why? And where does the blood come into this story?" "A pact usually has no such rationale, since when we involve that element, they both share the same essence.... In terms."