Novel & Cerita Succubus Oc

The club smelled like sweat, perfume, and the sharp bite of spilled liquor. Neon cut through the dark in cheap pinks and blues. Bodies moved on the floor like they were trying to fuck through their clothes. I leaned against the sticky bar, one heel hooked on the rail, watching. My name is Lilith. Not the original, just the one who got the job after she got bored. Succubus. The kind that doesn’t drain the life out of you. I feed on the good shit—the heat, the wet, the way a body shakes when it comes so hard it forgets how to breathe. Pleasure is richer than life force anyway. Life force is thin. Pleasure is thick, sticky, and it sticks to me for days.

Soon she reached her peak and lifted her hips to firmly meet his tongue while she rode out her ecstasy. When she was done, she collapsed back on the bed, exhausted from her orgasm. Lucas quickly slid back up on her body. “How was that luv?” Lucas asked with a smirk. “It was good …. But I still prefer his tongue.” Sera replied with an icy voice, it was obvious she was referring to her one night stand with the stranger in the forest…. A stranger a jealous Lucas had murdered. “You fucking bitch!” Lucas yelled in fury. He immediately jumped up from the bed. He grabbed her hair and yanked her up in a sitting position, then he slapped her hard across her face.

It felt really nice to be held in his arms, to be so close to him, to be able to smell him with every breath, and to bury her head on his chest whenever a scary scene came on. Before she knew it, it was already 2 AM in the morning and they were on their second Halloween movie of the night, Edward Scissorhands. Sierra, still in her dress, was sprawled on top of Colton. There were glasses of alcohol and all sorts of snacks scattered all around them. She was getting delirious due to the alcohol and the lack of sleep, and she started slurring words without having control over them. “Hey, Colton,” she said. “Hm?”

Alveric Valentine (P.O.V.) Succubus. That is the first word to come to mind when I saw Isla’s eyes. In case you do not know what, a succubus is known to be a female demon that sleeps with men in their dreams. It has been speculated that they use this as a technique to lure their victims to them so that when they do have them in their grasp, they can kill them. However, during my years as a historian and messenger waiting for the prophecy to unfold, I have witnessed the adaptations of succubus throughout the centuries. It is not often that a succubus shows up, but when they do, they are usually harnessed and controlled by a secondary party. The secondary party is usually a witch. The witch wo

I am once again restless, insatiable and imbalanced. The radio plays an oldies station. Depressing blues and classic music fills the atmosphere, adding to my mental agony. "I know. I know. I know. I know. I ought to leave the young thing along, but there ain't no sunshine when she's gone..." Solar eclipse. "...Only darkness everyday. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone and this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away." A light clicks. Sunshine. Full blood succubi are sensitive to extreme sunlight, but what are a cambion or hybrid's weakness? What I can be done to trap her inside my home? I can weaken her by using guilt to make her skip energy feeding, but what else can I do?

Stacy stayed silent the whole journey and Dominic made calls to other packs, ones that had friendly connections to Nick and Diane to get them to 'Dig Around' and see what info they could find, the five mile drive from the compound to the town morgue seemed to take hours, but once they arrived Stacy stayed at Dominic's side, through the cold lobby down the dank staircase and into the coroners office, there was a young woman there sat at a small glass desk, she was tending to medical notes of some kind, Stacy couldn't quite make them out, they were written in cursive, the type of cursive that only well-trained Doctors could read, she wasn't a beautiful woman but she was pretty, in the smart, p

It had a rage built on centuries, and I could barely control it. I sat back on the chair, my hands on my chin. I heard about her even before the world knew — the strange Omega cursed to kill two beasts, one born of blood, the other of shadow. When her parents were arguing with my father about some stupid property, he had them imprisoned, fed only once a month in an enclosed place, and declared her an orphan. She was the first thing I had ever pitied in my life. Watching her grow, question where she was from, and struggle to make ends meet moved me, and I got her a place at the club.

“He devoured her vital organs. Her heart, womb, brains- all spiritually potent. He's taken possession of her body, mind, and soul. She is thrice-damned and beyond rescue. The only mercy is to destroy the incubus before he strikes again.” “But how do you get rid of an incubus?” He smiled hollowly. “It's fortunate you wore such an eye-catching dress tonight. Incubi return to the site of their kill to feed off left over energies. The woman's pain and devastation clings to the site of the murder. This place is blooming with dark energies.” He closed his eyes, breathing deeply. “Ah, yes. The incubus will be unable to resist.” “The energies, or me?”

No, Baba, please, Baba, don't do this to me, I am your daughter too, please, Baba. ****** Name of King Elam in Vampire Word ... People trembled with fear because of the headlines in his eyes all the time, which made him even more frightening. His silence was mysterious. Everything was done at his beck and call. People were amazed at his appearance. He was unparalleled in beauty. Girls were just toys for him. She was a very beautiful and delicate girl. She was barely seventeen years old. Her resistance had given him a strange relief. He called the guard inside through the intercom. Who was now waiting for the order with his head bowed?

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