Succubus Eyes Novels & Stories

I thought I was in love… until love started to feel like a prison. Sebastian owns everything, my choices, my freedom, even my guilt. Every time I try to leave, something pulls me back. Until his cousin, Kenneth, arrives from London… and sees me like no one else ever has. One night changed everything. One secret could ruin us all. Now I’m pregnant, and I don’t know how to escape without losing everything… or him. I never meant to fall for Kenneth. But now, I can’t stop craving the life I was told I didn’t deserve.

Kim has Genophobia, and that's why she can't be in a relationship for too long. Meanwhile, her family wanted her to get married soon. Same with Kim, Ronald J. Gavel was also ordered by his grandpa to get married as soon as possible, or he would be betrothed to the woman of his grandpa's choice. Kim is Ronald's employee at JG. Company, but they live in opposite apartment units. When he finds out that Kim is in the same boat as him, Ronald offers her a contract marriage.

Melanie's engagement ceremony turned into a storm of betrayal. Just as she was about to retaliate, her vengeful boss crashed the party and that led to a surprising one-night stand with him! With her life suddenly taking a spicy twist, Melanie now finds herself in the role of the leading lady."President Morgan, they say you can’t get it up. Are you sure I spent that night with you?""If you doubt it, I can make you relive it.""President Morgan, did you forget your revenge?""Impossible, I'm living it every night and enjoying it."

I died beneath the Ferris wheel. The killer took a photo of the Ferris wheel and sent it to my mother. 'Mom, I want to ride the Ferris wheel with you too,' wrote the killer. In my mother's voice message, her tone was filled with hatred as she replied, "How dare you ask to ride the Ferris wheel with me when you killed your own sister? Why won't you just die?!" As she wished, I was dead. However, what she didn't know was that the one who killed me was my so-called dead sister.

In their three years of marriage, Stella tried her best to win Clarence’s heart, but sometimes love just isn't there. As soon as she found out he was cheating on her and even got his mistress pregnant, all her efforts seemed futile so she made the tough decision to let go and vanish from his life. Little did she know, Clarence went mad after her departure, searching for her everywhere. Until one day, he spotted the woman he had long sought, now transformed, holding hands with a cute baby. Unable to contain himself, Clarence grasped Stella’s chin: "Darling, didn't you promise you'd love me only?" She chuckled, "A second chance is given only if this time we play by my rules." Is divorce a sign that the couple don't understand each other or that they BEGIN to?

Three years of contract marriage, and Silas has been the picture of icy restraint — buttoning his shirts all the way to the top. Knowing he doesn't love me, I decide to stop lying to myself. But just as I'm about to flee with the divorce papers, I stumble upon a forum called Mischief & Mayhem. The pinned post screams in red letters: "URGENT! I'm actually an incubus. I've spent three years pretending to be cold and celibate so I won't scare my wife. But she just asked for a divorce and I can't hide it anymore... HELP: How do I win her back in 30 days without revealing what I am?" In the attached photo, a black heart-tipped tail is shamefully coiled around a suit trouser leg, its tip hooked around a tie. That tie — I bolt upright in bed. That's the limited-edition tie I gave Silas. My iceberg husband is secretly a lovesick male incubus?

My wife was hot. The face of an angel, and the body of a succubus—that kind of hot. She started doing swimsuit modeling online and made hundreds of thousands every month. But therein lay a problem for me. Because I found out that the company Victoria's working with was doing more than just selling swimsuits.

Eric Young never thought he would see the day where he actually attends a school for his favorite thing, sex. When he attends the school, he meets a hot succubus teacher and he even gets a sexy roommate, who's a werewolf. And that's all for now... until school starts, that is.

After my succubus bloodline awakened, I made a habit of rating the CEO as "just okay" every single time he satisfied me. It was a guaranteed hit to his pride, right where it hurt. And like clockwork, he would grow colder, sharper, and even more determined to prove himself all over again. I glitched him into being obsessed with me for three straight years. That was, until my family finally arranged a so-called "perfect" bonding match for me. Just as I was getting ready to run, a flood of comments suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. [Eva, are you seriously doing this? If you run now, you'll be on the bed with him forever!] [Poor Arnold. He was in bed this morning, happily ordering toys and incubus outfits online, completely unaware his girlfriend was about to vanish!] [This is hilarious! She never realized he is an incubus and he never knew she is a succubus, either. They were both pretending to be human. I need to know what happens when he drags her back. I'm begging for the tail-around-the-waist scene!] [Run, Eva, run! I can't wait for Arnold to realize he got played and go completely unhinged. I can't even imagine how steamy the scene would be!]

My boyfriend, Dallas Clarke, had a pick-me girl constantly hanging around him named Olivia Phillips. She knew perfectly well that I had diabetes and could not eat high-sugar foods. Yet, during our hiking trip, she still managed to trick me into eating a high-sugar energy bar, which caused my blood sugar to spike. When I pulled out my insulin pen to inject myself, I discovered with horror that my medication had been replaced with saline solution. Seeing me collapsed on the ground, dry heaving uncontrollably, Olivia smirked in disdain. "You are always so dramatic. It's just sugar, you don't need to act like you're dying. That's why I told Dallas to switch your meds, because you needed to toughen up and build some stamina." I looked toward Dallas, my breathing already becoming labored. "Dallas, give me my medication. If I don't inject insulin soon, I'm going to die..." Dallas frowned slightly. "Don't you think you're being a little overdramatic? I've never heard of anyone dying from a bit of sugar. Olivia's right... You're such an attention seeker. We barely get together as a group, and here you are causing a scene." My heart sank, and I called Dad immediately. "Dad, I'm getting bullied, and I might die! Are you going to do something about it or not?"