Succubus/incubus Novels & Stories

He folded his arms across his chest. “I guess having some fun with her, is officially out of the picture.” Ellias frowned. There were times that Caspius couldn’t stand the man for what he was. Incubus were sex driven creatures. It was all they wanted, all that they could possibly think of. If they couldn’t get their fix, they’d turn into raging beasts until they got what they wanted. Caspius would pity any female that would be their mate. Dealing with Ellias would be more than any immortal could handle.

"Waiting online — does ANYONE know a way to make someone's heart soften instantly without exposing my identity?" "Or any method to make her accept what I am would work too. [crying emoji]" I stared at the word "incubus" on the screen, then re-read OP's pathetically humble tone, and snorted. The lengths people went to for clout these days. The comments section was even better. "You're a MALE incubus? Didn't that species go extinct ages ago because they couldn't control their urges? I thought only female ones were left." "Actually, male incubi are rare but they do exist. And the ones who survived are devoted to a fault — once they choose a mate, they're more loyal than a golden retriever."

As I laid there waiting for sleep to take me. I was startled as my eyes drifted they landed on a human shaped shadow again by the bathroom door. I tried to roll. Nothing happened. Scared now, I tried to reach my phone. My arms wouldn’t move. My breathing was getting rapid. The only thing that would move is my eyes. Why can’t I move? From the corner of my eye, I saw it. The shadow moved from the doorframe towards me. It was an ambiguous huge male human shape with a hat on its head. Once it reached the bed, it stopped. Less than a foot from me and I couldn’t make out any details. My heart was racing, and my breathing was ragged. Male knuckles traced my jaw from my ear to my chin. The touch w

So I messaged customer service: [Hello, I'm looking for a gentle incubus who can warm my bed. I'd heard incubi tend to have higher body temperatures—perfect for warming my hands and feet. Besides, what if a succubus also suffered from cold intolerance? Customer service replied: [Hello!] A moment later, they sent over an incubus poster. [Based on your needs, I recommend this one. This incubus will give you the ultimate tenderness and let you experience blissful pleasure every single night.] That slogan was a little too dramatic, wasn't it? [The one you're interested in is a flash-sale item—what great taste you have!]

And all my efforts to resist resulted in barely the muscles tremoring. I wanted to scream but no sound would emerge from my throat. All I could do was lay there paralyzed. It felt hard to breathe. Like even my chest didn’t want to move. My whole body was immobilized. Entirely under the control of the invisible force. I wouldn’t learn until much later, from a wisened old alchemist, that this was the power of the incubus. “He comes in the hours you sleep. When you’re most vulnerable. Then he keeps you in that state while he satiates his sexual needs.”

And when he gave it to them… He gave it perfectly. Too perfectly. Because Incubus did not feed on bodies. He fed on surrender. On the moment a human gave in—completely, willingly, beautifully. And when he was done… There was nothing left worth saving. Even Hell watched him carefully. Because Incubus did not destroy loudly. He erased quietly. --- Velkris. Wrath incarnate. If Incubus was silence… Velkris was impact. There was no misunderstanding his presence. No illusion. No deception.

Everything was perfectly kept. But even perfection has small flaws. Even when you're in control, you can still feel a deep wanting. It was one of those nights when I couldn't sleep that led me to search online. I looked at websites with names that sounded like secrets whispered in quiet, forgotten places. That's when I saw him. He wasn't advertised as a person, but as a "Perfect Companion." The ad said he was a Succubus, but the word didn't scare me. It promised he was handsome, loyal, and would meet all emotional needs. No returns or exchanges were allowed.

The school went into lockdown—no one in or out until the investigation was complete. That night, Mrs. Harriet's summons came. "We have a situation," she said when I met her in Sterling's office. "An anomaly has appeared on the premises. Class D, possibly higher. It's an Incubus—an anomaly of desire." "What does it do?" "Exactly what you'd expect. It feeds on lust and obsession, making everyone around it become infatuated. If left unchecked, it will eventually impregnate someone, and that pregnancy will spawn more anomalies." She slid a file across the desk. "You need to find it and eliminate it before that happens."

Una watched her father finish his food, and they ensured there were no traces of blood when they decided to return home. IN THE midst of the Ryk Forest, all the participants of the Equinox Hunt gathered for the awarding. Each animal they hunted corresponded to a point. The bigger the beast, the higher the score. The Equinox Hunt was participated by everyone who wanted to have fun hunting. Mostly the Lycans and Gwiazdan faeries. There were some from neighboring domains who joined for the first time. Hevian saw a group of faeries with distinctive silver hair. He was sure they were Alsacheris. His father might have invited them to assist in healing the injured since there were a few who didn’t

I hunch over as he draws closer and he tilts his head to study me. "I won't hurt you. If anything I'll make you feel superb, wouldn't you agree?" No. He raises a brow. I quickly nod. "It is dark outside now." I whisper. "And?" "Our deal. If we are going to start over, and mend our relationship, we have to be honest." "A good start! Good girl. Now, what do you know about incubi?" "They can teleport. Feed on blood, energy, emotions. Have two forms. Can heal themselves. Apparently, there's a hierarchy or like a caste system. They can manipulate minds, and possess bodies." He grins menacingly and I panic. Did I mess up?