Yandere Succubus Novels & Stories

"Tsk. Just come clean and say you've been with one before. Stop pretending to be a good guy." … Quinn and Mia had no idea what everyone was talking about when they listened in on the discussion. "What's a succubus?" Quinn asked Willow. "Umm… It's a type of Sky Demon who specifically seduces men. They usually dress skimpily and have hot bodies and seductive faces," Willow said after giving it some thought. "What's the difference between them and ordinary beauties? Oh, wait. They're Sky Demons. Does that mean they eat humans?" Mia wondered after hearing Willow's explanation.

I would have awarded her with a bravado award if I had one for she was speaking with anger to a demoness from hell as if she was no less than Miranda who had died a few days ago. Venzara gave her a knowing smile, “Well, I am a succubus and I have been dragged into this realm without my consent. You know that demons thirst for blood but as I am a succubus, I can also be quenched in other ways” She wriggled her eyebrows and I could see Clarissa’s face grow beet red. “You cannot possibly mean…” Clarissa started but Venzara cut her off abruptly, “We quench for blood but I can also be satisfied with sex…temporarily. Your choice”

The air in the obsidian chamber thrummed with a power as old as the first sin. Vyxaria, a succubus whose beauty had toppled kingdoms, stood naked in the circle of black candles. Her skin, the color of twilight, shimmered in the flickering light, and her horns curved like a promise of wicked pleasure. But her eyes, usually pools of enticing damnation, held a desperate yearning. For fertility. For a child. A thing utterly forbidden to her kind.

I decided I would go to bed early. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Aphrodite really is a bad girl, she wants to go to bed early. What will happen in the dream world? Historical Notes: The incubus is a demonic figure who incarnates in the form of a man, who, according to a number of myths and legends, they enjoy having sexual relations with women from the human race. Meanwhile, an incubus that incarnates in a female form is called a succubus.

Answering it, I was greeted by her excited voice, "Free today? How about joining me at the riding arena?" "The riding arena?" I echoed, puzzled. She usually showed no interest in such places. "I heard Cyrus would be there," Yvette's voice dropped a notch. "I want to make a good impression on him, see if I can network. But I'm too nervous to go alone—will you come with me?" Cyrus's handsome face and those haunting, lifeless eyes immediately came to mind. He was a dangerous werewolf, with an aura so chilling it instinctively urged one to keep their distance.

The wound left by the stab had already healed, leaving behind only a small scar. “You want to mess with my mind? Play with me, huh?” She continued grumbling as she changed into more comfortable clothes. “Great! This lady will show you what it takes to play a real game. She will beat you so hard that you won’t be able to show your face in the entire Lycan Kingdom.”

she hissed around the berry, eyes already glittering with scandal. I leaned closer, dropping my voice even though we were alone. “A succubus. I’m not kidding. Tall, legs for days, hair the color of fresh blood, skin like moonlight had sex with porcelain. And those eyes—violet. Actual violet. She’s so fucking pretty I want to cry and also set her on fire.” Isabella swallowed hard. “You’re jealous.”

He inquired nervously. I was shocked at the question. As an incubus, Moran should have been able to smell if she was anything else. Only concubi in human form, and a few species of fae, smelled human but didn’t taste human. To my knowledge, there were no more female concubi in the state. They’d all been killed in the camps. Ford looked at him confused, then understanding dawned on him. “You think she’s not?” “I think she’s at least a quarter succubus. I just wanted to find out if she was more. You can’t be more than half and still be able to have superpowers.” Moran told him.

Surrogate Maid to the Sinful Lycan Chapter 77 Hot blood flowed in her veins as she stared at the bloodied Lycan Alpha before her, her heart thumped so hard and heavy and she felt it. That raw scent choked her entire being, the feeling that could make her go insane in an Abyss of dark comfort, need, and want. It was crazy and staring at him right now was making her weak. His eyes were the same, fiery glint of Crimson and a spark of gray lurking beneath.

but somewhere within Sera, she couldn't deny the thrill and pride of being the one to provoke jealousy in such a gorgeous woman. “Well..... that was quite something... Who is she?” Sera asks curiously. Grace gave Sera a sympathetic look. “I’m sorry about that darling.... that’s Lady Eve, ... a Lycan lady of Royal blood that makes her think the world revolves around her. She’s Alistair’s ........ special friend.” Grace informed her with a grimace of disgust. “I honestly don’t know what he sees in her.... Very vile creature, just watch out for her, in fact try to stay as far away from her as possible. Because she’s the closest thing to a demon that I’ve seen.”