#succubus

I want pancakes.” “What? Right now?” “No. For breakfast.” “Oh.” He yawned. “You’d better get up early then.” “Me? I’m not going to make them.” “Yeah?” His sleepy voice carried mock sympathy. “Who’s going to make them for you then?” “You are.” “Am I? You think I’m going to make you pancakes? Is that how you think it’s going to be?" "You’re so good at,” I whined. “Besides, if you do, I’ll sit on the counter in a short robe while you cook.” His soft laughter segued into another yawn. “Oh. Well then.” He kissed my ear again. “Maybe I’ll make you pancakes. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#richelle-mead #succubus-on-top #laughter

I didn’t ask for your help,” I muttered, too exhausted to properly argue. “So fuck you.” An alarm bell went off in my head and I bit back a sigh. I swore I sensed the mischievous grin that inevitably crossed his lips. “I already did you.” It was going to be a long drive. ↗

— Natasha McNeely

#humor #succubus #humor

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

— Shannon Dermott

#incubus #nephilim #paranormal-romance #succubus #love

Aubrey, crouching on a nearby counter, watched me with squinty eyes, apparently pondering why anyone would willingly immerse themselves in water ever, let alone for extended periods of time. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#fiction #georgina #romance #succubus #vampire

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

— Shannon Dermott

#incubus #succubus-on-top #life

What kind of sick bastard burns down a Christmas tree?” Hugh and I exchanged glances. “That’s an excellent question,” I said dryly. Peter looked startled. “Was it you?” he asked Hugh. “No,” said the imp. “It was Carter.” “Your Christmas tree was burned down by an angel?” asked Cody. “Yup. The irony isn’t lost on me ↗

— Richelle Mead

#succubus-dreams #dreams

Lucky Charms?” I asked. “Magically delicious,” he explained. “Requisite for any sort of building project.” I shook my head, still amazed at how he had managed to weasel his way over here. “This isn’t a date.” He cut me a scandalized look. "Obviously. I’d bring Count Chocula for that. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#richelle-mead #succubus-blues #dating

Love is rarely flawless,” Carter pointed out. “Humans delude themselves by thinking it has to be. It is the imperfection that makes love perfect. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#richelle-mead #succubus-blues #love

What were good and evil, really, but stupid categories? Stupid categories that restricted people and punished or rewarded them based on how they responded to their own natures, natures they really didn't have any way to control. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#georgina #kincaid #mead #richelle #succubus

Vampires. Honestly, they're like children sometimes. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#georgina #romance #succubus #vampire #children