Succubus Novels & Stories

I said as I hugged him. “So you’re Herobrine” said Cassidy “yes Cass it’s him alright so, Brine what doing here?” I asked him “well I was thinking about finding the Monster Girls from the MGE with you old friend” Herobirne explained. “I see kids get ready” I said “okay Great Uncle” said Jeremy so the missing children and Charlotte went to the supplies room to get themselves ready. Herobrine looks at me looking through the pages of the Monster Girls Encyclopedia “is there something wrong old friend?” Herobrine asked me “well its just been 5yrs since I last saw them also to add salt to the wound they thought that I’m not sexual material” I said with a worry tone. Herobrine looked at my pregnan

“Succubus, I didn’t expect your Violet Succubus Organization to be here. So you also want to get a piece of the pie too? Didn’t I hear that you were a fan of Tyr’s before?” At this moment, a sturdy man walked up to a stunning lady in a purple bodysuit and teased her half-jokingly, “I heard that you have a strange fetish; you are fond of male corpses. So, after we kill Tyr later, are you going to take his corpse aside and have some fun with him?” Succubus frowned. The lady stared at that big man coldly and admonished coldly, “You’re really annoying. But, if you like this fetish of mine, you can per

“You should ask Amy. All I know is that we need to perform three cleansings over three days on you and your friend, in order to rid you guys of all your parasites without leaving an open wound. Then, you can come into the Manor, and we can perform the ritual to unchain Ku— the shadow.” He narrowed his eyes. “You had a name for it.” “I call him Kujo.” He tried not to laugh and failed. “Oh, right! Like Stephen King’s novel Cujo!” “Well, he’s big and angry and dangerous like a rabid Saint Bernard, right?” “Right!” He laughed heartedly a moment longer. “Sorry. You’re just full of surprises, young lady.” “Go figure, old man.” He elbowed me, laughing out loud again. When he calmed down, he took an

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Usually, I’ll need more life force but he was really young so it was enough for now. If you haven’t guessed yet or you’re not updated on your demonology, well I can update you. I am a succubus, the product of my demon Lord father and my human mother. I honestly don’t know what they were thinking. There is protection or even classic old pull out. Now I have to survive on the life forms of other humans. It is extremely tiring but I have to if I want to live.

He frowned and clenched a fist. “Dream guardians may be responsible for protecting the dreams of mortals, but they are also born from this realm. They are the sons of daughters of the incubi and succubae who seduce mortals. The children of succubae remain here in the dreamlands but the children of incubi are born to mortal women and live in the mortal world. Ally Clark is the daughter of a mortal woman and an incubus.” My mind whirled in confusion. Was my mother seduced too? I think my confusion was blatant on my face because he continued.

Naomi fretted. "That won't happen. She wouldn't dare," Stuart answered confidently. He insisted succubi could only bind to one master for life. "Louisa is bound to me. She'll obey me." In the steam-blurred kitchen, a bitter smile tugged at my lips. Stuart's misconception ran deep. Nobody had ever told me a succubus could only ever have one master. If you end up with a bad one, of course you find another. I came out carrying the bowl just as Stuart was ranting about succubi being the lowest of creatures—dependent on a master's charity for love, with no path but death if they left him.

His thumb brushed my cheek, wiping away a tear I hadn’t realized had fallen. I melted into it for one helpless heartbeat. Then pulled back. I needed to see her. I slid off the desk, legs unsteady, his shirt hanging open. “I’m going for a walk,” I muttered. “Eve—” I was already gone. The east wing felt colder, heavier—like the air itself knew something forbidden had taken root here. I’d never seen a succubus in real life. They were the stuff of nightmares and warnings: creatures so beautiful they could stop your heart, who fed on lust until nothing was left but an empty husk. Forbidden. Hunted. Killed on sight.

I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that someone else in this building was like Ryoushin. “We’re not the same. She’s the daughter of an incubus.” “Incubus? What’s that?” He sighed. “An incubus is a demon that visits a human woman in her sleep... you know, those wet dreams. Sometimes they get pregnant.” My skin crawled. For real? I got goosebumps just thinking about it. “So… Elyse is one of those?” I bit my lip. Creepy but kinda fascinating. “Does that only happen to women?”