Succubus Demon Quotes

How do you know if a demon is lying? His lips are moving.

if i had to choose between breathing or loving you, i would say 'i love you' with my last breath

you're like a dictionary, you add meaning to my life

And you work for that demon, right? The one who looks like Matthew Broderick?” “John Cusack,” I corrected. “He looks like John Cusack.” “Whatever.

Do what? Come up with a clever pun referencing Jerome's demonic status? The truth is, I usually keep a stash of them on hand and—

Mentor’s Official and Complete Procedural Handbook on Initial Succubus Intake and Probationary Period (Abridged). “Abridged?” I spun toward Jerome. “Tell me you’re getting back at me for the time I accused you of wearing Old Spice.” “That one’s still coming,” said the demon. “This one’s for real.

Nick thought that if a succubus ever got to Alan, he would probably want to take her out to dinner and talk about her feelings before he’d accept any dark demonic delights. 

He was trying to conjure up a succubus." It should be impossible to leer when all you've got is a beak, but the parrot managed it. "That's a female demon what comes in the night and makes mad passionate wossn-" "I've heard of them," said Rincewind. "Bloody dangerous things." The parrot put its head on one side. "It never worked. All he ever got was a neuralger." "What's that?" "It's a demon that comes and has a headache at you.

This daemon loves men whose marriage beds have grown cold, so she can set them ablaze.

He shook his head in exasperation. “Are you sure you’re not a Succubus? You seem really obsessed with the sin of lust.” “It’s a good sin. I like gluttony an awful lot, too. Sloth has its moments, but I just don’t understand acedia at all. I mean, what the f**k is that anyway? Oh, and greed is good, to quote Gordon Gekko. Anger, envy and pride,” I ticked them off on my fingers. “I don’t often have much use for them. It’s a shortcoming that I’m hoping to correct in the next millennium or two. I’m not very old; I can’t be expected to have mastered them all yet.” “I think you’ve worked too hard on some of those,” he said dryly. “Maybe you should switch over to virtues instead. Give yourself a much needed break.” Virtues? Yeah, right. “Virtues are too difficult,” I told him, shaking my head. “Look how old you are and you’ve hardly made a dent in them. I’ll admit, you seem to have zeal nailed, as well as faith and temperance. Self control? I’ve got my doubts based on your recent actions. I’m not seeing the kindness, love or generosity, either. That humility thing seems to be pretty far beyond your reach, too. Really, really far. I’m sorry to tell you this, but from what I can see, the sin of pride is a major component of your character. Dude, you’re f**king old. You should have these things pretty well ticked off your shopping list by now. I’m seriously disappointed. Seriously.

It is hard to describe to you but I swear it was a fearsome sight. There were not eyes to speak of, but chasms that saw into its dark depths. A shade of a mouth full with phantom teeth. There seemed to be a skull shifting in and out of form beneath the black. Bound together by an unspeakable evil.

Assassin?” I repeated, numb. “You wanted me to kill for you?!” “What else were you going to do? Seduce the other side into accepting us with good orgasms?

You’re such a little demon. A succubus sent straight from hell to tempt me.” Gift gave him a slow blink, heart hammering as a smile spread across his face. “Aw, you say the sweetest things.

She pointed at our hands. “Are you two rutting?” “That is so gross.” Justine stood next to her with her mouth agape. “You are so gross.” “No,” Caitlin said, grinning. “We’re holding hands. What I did with your father, that was rutting.” Justine made a strangled squeaking noise, like a cat had lodged in her throat and was trying to kick its way out. Juliette stammered incoherently as she dragged her sister away by the arm. I let go of Caitlin’s hand just long enough to hold up my open palm. “High-five me.” She slapped her palm against mine. We settled into a comfortable silence. “You didn’t actually—” I eventually asked, and Caitlin arched an eyebrow. “They’ll always wonder,” she said. “I do hope you’re not the jealous type, Daniel. I am a succubus. If you want me to list my lovers, we’re going to be here a while.” I shook my head. “Not even a little bit.” “Good. But for the record? Never. You don’t rut with a pride demon; you hold up a mirror for him to stare into while he pleasures himself. I’m only slightly exaggerating.

From short story Succubus: Sent by Lucifer to draw power from a human’s life source, a demon ascends to Earth as a succubus. Watching the strong mortal man sleep incites the succubus into taking extra time for personal pleasure. But no one’s counting on a surprise visit by Lucifer that could forever change the demon’s purpose, and that of Heaven, Hell and Earth.

I rolled my eyes at the newcomer. "Hello, Carter." I'd known the angel was lurking in the kitchen, just as Peter had felt me coming down the hall. "Where's your better half tonight? I just saw him. I thought he was coming too." Carter strolled in and gave me one of his mocking smiles, gray eyes alight with secrets and mirth. He wore his usual transient ware, ripped jeans and a faded T-shirt. ... "Am I my brother's keeper?" Classic Carter answer. I looked to Hugh, who was, in a manner of speaking, our boss's keeper. Or at least a sort of administrative assistant. "He had to take off for a meeting," said the imp, stacking twenties. "Some kind of team building thing in L.A." I tried to imagine Jerome participating in a ropes course. "What kind of team building do demons do exactly?

Convincing the domovoi demon of the necessity of wearing the hairnet is an ongoing struggle. The ancient hearth demon just doesn’t grasp modern hygiene.

Here is a demon who destroys worlds, who pulls meteors off orbit to smash into our planet, who rips open the earth and spits lava into the sky.

One, you need to improve your wards. That was truly embarrassing to experience just now. Are you trying to keep out demons or gnats?

Surprised, I take a step closer. “You were on medication?” That eases my worry. The fairy touched who get on the anti-hallucination drugs early in life rarely become Hunters. “Yeah, until about a month ago.” He peeks at Tally with a shy smile. “A persistent demon convinced me I wasn’t crazy.

Unexpectedly, the weight in the air lessens as Tobias slowly sets me on my feet at arm’s distance from his body. “I’m sorry I pushed.” My mouth drops open. That’s it? This from the demon who chased me through the house after my last rejection of sex? Of course, I dumped scalding tea on him last time. But he was being a huge asshole.

I’ve watched enough sappy romance movies to know there’s more to life. And just because I’m a demon doesn’t mean I can’t want that for myself.

What are they teaching demons these days? Pain in my ass, every one of them.

How many bath bombs does a demon seriously need? The man's obsessed.

Her disappearance was due to the fact that she refused to submit to Adam. Some ancient writings state that they fought over a sexual position, which is referred to as the male dominate position. Because of this, Adam rejected her. Lilith ran away. Lucifer found her and it is recorded that they had sexual intercourse together. Not only did she have sex with satan himself, but other demonic entities as well. These sexual escapades produced hundreds of lilin, or female demons, who became the succubi of both Jewish and medieval Christian legends. It is believed that these female demons became the female goddesses worshipped in the Bible. Today, these female demons are known as succubi, or succubus. These demons are the ones who induce sexual dreams onto the male population to collect their discharges.

She’s Adeline Boo Pond, trainee of Landregath the Great Devourer, Protector of Imps, Slayer of Hunters, Life Giver to Torch the Tiny Flame, Rider of Storms, Drinker of Ice Ages, Embracer of Chaos. You’d best let her pass before the demons of destruction come looking for her.

Then Jee started losing her mind. We are not guaranteed perfect sanity on this job. In fact, the recruiter warned me specifically about that two years ago, when I became a succubus. We get the perfect body, a fat salary, a credit card, and a place to live. If we have issues, that’s what money is for—to pay for a shrink if we need one. Yeah, I can just see that first session. Hi, I work for hell, do you take Visa?

My question is one I don’t need an answer to—but you should answer it to yourself.” I set down my fork. “Are you normally this dramatic?” “Always.

I stole your seed, the succubus said to his mind, and he could not deny it. They had done it to him several times in the years of his torment, had taken his seed and spawned alu-demons, Wulfgar’s children. It was the first time Wulfgar had been able to consciously recall the memory since his return to the surface, the first time the horror of seeing his demonic offspring had forced itself through the mental barriers he had erected.

People have called it different things over the years, fight, attitude, determination, but I’ve always called it hope. The simple truth is, though they abused your body, what they did in no way diminished your power. You are not less because of what happened to you, if anything you are more. You have gained a strength many will never have, a resiliency unknown before, and while you will always fight the demons that now have free range inside of you, you will do it with skills and power few can share.

It’s as healing as my nights with Rusalka to have someone correct me without hurting me in the process.

She’s so hot. Please tell me she’s single.” “You know what a succubus is?” “Are those the little plants? My sister loves those things. Got a whole windowsill full of ‘em.” “No, man. Those are succulents. A succubus is a demon that appears in the form of a beautiful woman to seduce men and suck the life force out of them. They’re supposed to be mythical, but…” I gestured in Jules’s direction. “She’s a real-life succubus. Don’t fall for her trap. There’s a vicious demon lurking beneath that pretty face.” “Oh. Does that mean she’ll sleep with me?” Oh, for fuck’s sake.

I understand my past trauma makes everyone nervous, but I’m more than capable of making my own decisions.

Is it guilt and shame poured onto the shoulders of the young, a thousand instances of telling them that that they’re flawed and dirty and wrong?” I shake my head. “That’s not my normal. It never will be.

someone who wouldn’t have the courage to pursue a tough conversation that may not go her way, because nothing ever went her way while she was under the control of toxic people.

And why do you want to help people so desperately, Belladonna? Is it out of genuine desire? Or is it because you don’t think you have worth if you’re not of use?

Witnesses were found in a small town near the capital, where Greta Schneider had a property. A farmer from a nearby village testified that under the full moon, she turned into a werewolf and killed his cow. Someone else saw the devil in her garden. He took the form of a black dog or cat. An older woman testified that Greta Schneider gave her an evil eye, and since then, she suffered from heart condition and pain in the big toe of her right foot. As evidence, she showed a swollen toe from gout. What weighed heavily against the accused was the fact that she had black, fused eyebrows, which could indicate that she was a succubus, a demon in female form. According to historical accounts, women with black, fused eyebrows also had a tendency toward lycanthropy, meaning werewolf transformation.

That’s right, demons. The succubus bitch is back.

How Landon finds time to tend to his butterfly garden, but not go into Dreamland to feed himself, I will never understand. Demon needs to get his priorities straight.

Considerable problems arose when one had to identify the physical process of intercourse with demons. This is clearly a most difficult point (as difficult as that of identifying the physical nature of flying saucers!), and Sinistrari gives a remarkable discussion of it. Pointing out that the main object of the discussion is to determine the degree of punishment these sins deserve, he tries to list all the different ways in which the sin of demoniality can be committed. First he remarks: There are quite a few people, over-inflated with their little knowledge, who dare deny what the wisest authors have written, and what everyday experience demonstrates: namely, that the demon, either incubus or succubus, has carnal union not only with men and women but also with animals. Sinistrari does not deny that some young women often have visions and imagine that they have attended a sabbat. Similarly, ordinary erotic dreams have been classified by the church quite separately from the question we are studying. Sinistrari does not mean such psychological phenomena when he speaks of demoniality; he refers to actual physical intercourse, such as the basic texts on witchcraft discuss. Thus in the Compendium Maleficarum, Gnaccius gives eighteen case histories of witches who have had carnal contact with demons. All cases are vouched for by scholars whose testimony is above question. Besides, St. Augustine himself says in no uncertain terms: It is a widespread opinion, confirmed by direct or indirect testimony of trustworthy persons, that the Sylvans and Fauns, commonly called Incubi, have often tormented women, solicited and obtained intercourse with them. There are even Demons, which are called Duses [i.e., lutins] by the Gauls, who are quite frequently using such impure practices: this is vouched for by so numerous and so high authorities that it would be impudent to deny it. Now the devil makes use of two ways in these carnal contacts. One he uses with sorcerers and witches, the other with men and women perfectly foreign to witchcraft. What Sinistrari is saying here is that two kinds of people may come in contact with the beings he calls demons: those who have made a formal pact with them – and he gives the details of the process for making this pact – and those who simply happen to be contacted by them. The implications of this fundamental statement of occultism for the interpretation of the fairy-faith and of modern UFO stories should be obvious. The devil does not have a body. Then how does he manage to have intercourse with men and women? How can women have children from such unions? The theologians answer that the devil borrows the corpse of a human being, either male or female, or else he forms with other materials a new body for this purpose.

Sorry, but – what’s a succubus?” he innocently asked. “A female demon that shags blokes, often when they are asleep,” April answered matter-of-factly.

every single word. Piper was incredibly intelligent and gifted as a demon, and I had no doubt that she was going to do great things one day. She blushed in front of me and looked down at her laptop. This time, she didn’t need to push her glasses back up because she wasn’t wearing any. There had started to be some subtle changes in Piper ever since she found out she was a succubus, some of which had to do with her confidence. She was really starting to come out of her shell, finding a degree of acceptance about her class. I could tell that she was starting to pick some things up from the other succubi in her classes, and that came with little changes in appearance. Like her glasses. Piper started wearing contacts more frequently now, leaving her glasses at home. It did wonders not to have her pretty face covered by thick lenses, and I just had to marvel at how beautiful she was underneath. That wasn’t the only major change. Piper’s default hairstyle had been the messy ponytail, mostly because of how easy it was. Lately though, it was like Piper spent as much time on her hair as Cleo did, though I knew that wasn’t really the case. A little bit of care went a long way though, and Piper was becoming more beautiful by the day. Which gave me a lot of funny thoughts about her. She was my friend first and foremost, but I had to admit that my heart beat a little faster whenever she looked at me. I also couldn’t escape noticing that the clothes that she wore—once loose, baggy, and mainly for comfort—were now becoming tighter and showing more skin. But one of the things that I liked most about Piper was that it wasn’t going to her head. She was still the same person she was the day we met, the slightly

The priory had long abandoned their hope to rein in the succubi under their control. Even arranging for a meeting with them had proven impossible. Whatever representatives the priory had sent to hunt, capture or even talk to a succubus had never returned. The true demons that they were, the succubi refused to be controlled by any kind of an agreement. The Priory had nothing to force them with and had no choice but to let them be. It helped that there were too few succubi in this world to cause devastation on any large scale. Restless and easily bored, they moved between worlds freely, rarely staying in one for longer than a few centuries at a time.