Dec 04 2015

A Review of Siren’s Heat by Lillian Oliver

Siren's Heat by Lillian Oliver

Siren’s Heat by Lillian Oliver

When a character’s background is created for a story, no matter how short the story may be, if there is mention of an event, it should be explored. It isn’t enough to say that someone was “hurt” or something similar. That lessens the impact of the event, leaving it open to interpretation.

It is more so when the character’s life is changed, a fear is created, and then, when the story forces them to confront that fear, they cannot explain it or are not allowed to. Really that is a problem because in telling that story what happens in the here and now makes much more sense than it does otherwise.

  • Title: Siren’s Heat
  • Author: Lillian Oliver
  • Length: 10 Pages
  • ASIN: B015ICH520
  • Publishing Date: September 17, 2015
  • This work at Amazon.com

The work is about:

Laura left a dark past behind her to become a doctor, but when a handsome stranger is brought to her hospital, she is in danger of being sucked back in. He makes her feel things she never has before, and she soon can’t help but want him in her heat, healing him the way only she can.

Laura hides a tragic event in her past from all around her. She is a siren, one that found herself hurt in unimaginable ways by an incubus. Turning to the world of humans to hide herself, never knowing pleasure, she is confronted by a dying incubus in her hospital and now there’s no where for her to run.

The work is a hot flash with very little background about Laura and even less so about Liam, the incubus of the work. While Liam is somewhat of an enigma, Laura’s story is told to an extent, but really only in passing. What’s troubling about that is Liam doesn’t really seem to care all that much for the most part, driving towards a singular goal. Even when Laura, in a way, explains a small fraction of her fear, that seems to be glossed over for the erotica that follows.

The problem with this is that the fear in Laura is a telling one, it’s clear that what she has encountered is a nightmare to her. But why that is, how it happened, isn’t explained. It is more than a “bad experience” and that is clearly told in her words. Liam does offer some sympathy, but that’s following his use of his powers to overcome her fears and reluctance.

Liam dominates the work, controlling what happens. While in doing so he opens Laura’s eyes to the fact that not all incubi are bad, there’s just something that feels wrong about the entire exchange and how everything unfolds. Laura does by the end of the work, have a different view of herself and Liam, which makes sense and works for the most part. The final lines of the work adding a little bit of needed humour as well.

There are points in the work were the story reads oddly, the dialog seeming wrong somehow. There are some inconsistencies in the story, right from the first page as well. An announcement in the hospital says one time and then the message is repeated with a longer period of time. There are some points where character names do not have capitals. But the single thing that I found the most troubling was hinting at Laura’s past, giving an idea of what she fears, not saying what, and then just sort of brushing that aside without much thought.

Considering the erotica, which is really quite hot, makes a connection between the characters, and offers a glimpse of what their world outside of humanity is like, there’s not all that much story past the opening. It would have been nice to know “why” when most of what comes out of the story is “how”. A better balance of background, story and erotica i think would have done this work a world of good overall

Three out of five pitchforks.

The work needs another editing pass, there are quite a number of errors that should have been corrected. Not exploring Laura’s fears took much away from her character as well. A loss of oneself to another is a difficult thing, but more so when it is the thing you fear the most. No amount of erotica can overcome that fear when it isn’t explained and then overcome.

 

Tera

Dec 03 2015

Succubi Image of the Week 411

It’s not often that I find an image of Succubi where there’s something about the image that just says… family. Two Succubi Sisters together? That could go really in any direction, a lot them them probably well over the top. But what if the image was simply… right.

Cath n Troi by Cathrie-Crash

Cath n Troi by Cathrie-Crash

This work is called Cath n Troi and is by an artist on DeviantArt called Cathrie-Crash. You can find the original page on DeviantArt where I found this work here and this artist’s page can be found on DeviantArt here.

These are the Dremoras Sisters, Cath and Troi, and beyond that I really don’t know all that much about them. I do, however, know that I love this art very much. They look like Sisters, there’s a undertone of connection between the two and I’m not referring to the outfits they are wearing. It’s the look they share, the glance in their eyes, the little smile on their lips. It’s that connection, the feeling that they are a family, are Sisters… It simply looks right and it’s amazing.

Their outfits are not over the top sexy, but as well, they “fit” them. Again, it’s just the look that works here more than anything else. The colours work for each of them individually, but also the contrast between them does as well. I think the sleevettes are cute, and the pattern and colour nicely frame both of them.

Cute tails, horns that really work with their body shapes, and I think their hair styles and how they are posed together is amazing too…

I love seeing art like this because it tells a story. And it’s a story that I love to see.

 

Tera

Dec 02 2015

A crown with horns does not make Succubi appear

Devil Princess HornsOne of the things that bothers me is why costume horns have to be ugly. There are so few that look good, both in form but also in size. Obviously they have to either be on some kind of headband, or have a clip to attach them into one’s hair.

I prefer, as a whole, to have them as a hairband because I can work that into my hair better and the horns don’t look lopsided. But then I came across this set of horns, which are called the Devil Princess Horns.

They do look cheap, and they are. they sell for $7 US. The image here is a bit deceptive as she model is wearing a wig with the horns to cover up a lot of the flaws I think. But it doesn’t cover up all of them and it cannot overcome the cheapness of the horns themselves.

I have better, I have seen better, I have been gifted, by a dear friend, better than this…

And I will be sharing those.

One out of five pitchforks.

It isn’t at all a princess. It’s hardly Devilish as well if you need a wig to make them look better…

 

Tera

Dec 01 2015

The SuccuWiki’s Eighth Anniversary

Today, December 1st, 2015, marks the eighth anniversary of the SuccuWiki. I really just wanted to note that this was happening today more than anything else.

Because of some changes in the MediaWiki software, I have to take an educated guess about how many times the SuccuWiki has been accessed now and I think it is something like 20 million views, more or less.

As well, there are almost 3,700 articles available and I’m rather pleased about that.

Thank you to all that have been part of my making this possible…

 

Tera

Dec 01 2015

A Review of Devilish Dazzle by Gregor Daniels

Devilish Dazzle by Gregor Daniels

Devilish Dazzle by Gregor Daniels

Occasionally a story has a rather serious problem. The characters could be interesting, the moments in the story could work well. There’s even the possibility that the erotica might be quite well done. The issue comes when something happens that is very stereotypical happens, or a well used trope is used far too much. In either case, or both, it makes it hard to care about the characters, never mind the story, and that’s a problem.

It shouldn’t happen, but then, sometimes, that turns out to be the point of the story in the end.

  • Title: Devilish Dazzle
  • Author: Gregor Daniels
  • Length: 41 Pages
  • ASIN: B00MZXO3MQ
  • Publishing Date: August 23, 2014
  • This work at Amazon.com

The work is about:

Unable to get into a popular club, a wishful thought causes a young man to meet a dazzling woman clad all in red. While her motives are a mystery from the beginning, the wishes she offers are absolutely real. However, the strange woman grants Blake’s desires with increasingly twisted results, and she is expecting a payment in return when all of the wishes are used up.

Blake is miffed that he can’t get into a club. He meets Nevaeh who offers to grant his wishes for a price. The problem is that the wishes all go wrong, he is using them all up quickly and there’s a price to be paid. In more ways than one.

I really couldn’t find my way into this story for the simple reason that there were, as a whole, quite a number of story tropes being used, the main one being about how wishes made tend to go wrong, and it kept repeating that trope over and over again. Add to that a genie/devil/succubus who was quite obviously evil and well over the top in that from the beginning and the story lost a lot of its appeal within the first few pages.

Nevaeh, who is the Succubus/Devil/Genie of the work, is really a stereotypical wish granter that sees to it that all of the wishes go wrong so that Blake uses them all up as quickly as possible. Then, of course, Blake has to pay for his wishes and Nevaeh, of course, wants to claim his soul. Before that happens, Blake makes a series of vague wishes that just leave himself open to having things go wrong. When he attempts to stop wishing, Nevaeh of course ropes him into making more and on the story goes.

It was, as a whole, an uninspiring series of vignettes that didn’t hold my interest very much. Even when the story arrived at the climax, which takes a somewhat amusing turn, that wasn’t enough. As well, the final part of the story pushed the work directly into ironic and in a sad way that I didn’t care for all that much.

It’s hard to enjoy a story when the main character is really, as a whole, unlikable, the Succubus herself isn’t really interesting at all either, and the overall story just goes from one disaster to another. As hot as the erotica was at times, it couldn’t overcome the basic problem of not caring about the characters and story very much.

All of this is, of course, only my feelings over this work. The thing is that this author has written some really wonderful Succubus themed books in the past and I liked the majority of them. I went into this work expecting to have a similar experience… and didn’t. Overall, the work feels more like a study in what goes wrong when you make a deal with a devil… not one of the Succubi. As such, and thinking about it in that way, it’s clear to me why I didn’t enjoy this work very much.

I’m giving this work two out of five pitchforks.

I just couldn’t find myself caring about any of the characters in the work, and Nevaeh being so very stereotypical in her words and actions made that more difficult still. It’s a shame really, there was some promise, but it didn’t help as much as I had hoped.

Tera

Nov 30 2015

Something By TeraS

A very short story this week on the Tale, written last week while I had the joy of having a cold. Still, I have written about sick days before, so I shan’t this … But I will write about something …

 

Something
By TeraS

 

One of the happiest moments of Tera’s day comes when she peeks into the Library of the Realm, as she is wont to do. Being that she is the Head Librarian, of course, this means that she does so every day. She wanders the hallways, passes a fingertip over the rows and rows of shelving, regards the collections, the paintings, the many things that make up all of what is, truly, one of her most favourite parts of the Realm.

There is something about just being there, among the knowledge of the universes, that calls to her. It’s the idea that, with the opening of a book, she can discover a place she has never been, a story that she didn’t know. It’s the realization that, by wondering about a painting or a statue, she might discover a thought she had not had before.

Then there are the souls she encounters there. Some do, quite clearly, know they are in a place that is different from the typical library. There is something special about those who curate it, who tend the knowledge there and offer that freely to any that ask a question. Then there are the others, the ones that have no idea how they managed to arrive there, how they found the door, how it led to this place. They wonder about the librarian who calls herself “Tera:” who she is, why there is something about her that calls to them. Some find themselves encountering the truth, to learn who Tera is. Some are more intent upon the book they are searching for. In every case, the events that unfold are as they turn out to be.

Still, there is something about the place that that all these souls find their way to that they all wonder about most of all. It is, in each case, the stories that this ebon-haired woman has to tell, sometimes while her red tail swishes and her red horns glint in the light around them, sometimes not—it depends, really, upon the souls that she is telling the story to.

On this particular day, Tera was sitting in a bean bag chair, sipping at her hot chocolate and thinking about the story to be told that day. It had to be something interesting, for these particular listeners were the most critical of them all. They asked questions, some of them the most amazing, all things considered. Tera found them to be her singular challenge, but also her greatest joy.

She looked at the space around her, noting the pillows scattered here and there, a couch to one side, a few chairs of various kinds scattered about. She brushed a bit of lint from her red sweater, wiggled into the chair a little deeper, and set her mug on one leg of her jeans. While she pondered her red heels, she listened for her guests to arrive, but didn’t yet hear them, though she knew full well she would. She considered hiding her horns and tail, but soon decided not to. These particular listeners didn’t feel there was something wrong with a woman with red horns and a tail. Brushing an errant lock of hair back into place, she realized she still found that particularly gratifying. Oh course, her tail usually was hidden by the chair, so really all they saw were the horns, and those could well be dismissed as simply being a bit of costume flourish by a librarian with an odd sense of humour.

Having all of the time in the world, she wasn’t perturbed by them being a bit late; she knew quite well that they would be distracted by the Library itself, and their chaperones would need some time to gather them up and herd them towards where she was waiting. This always gave Tera a little laugh, and she took another sip of her hot chocolate to hide the bemusement she was feeling at the idea.

Soon however, there was a knock as the first of them arrived, peeking into the room and then ducking back out again. Placing her mug on the floor next to her, Tera called out for them to not be shy, that they were more than welcome to enter. When none did, Tera wondered if there was something wrong, and grew rather concerned. As she got up to see what was wrong, the visitors started to pour into the room, and what had been a quiet place in the library soon was a raucous wall of giggling and laughter. Tera couldn’t help but smile, seeing the young souls flood into the room, their eyes looking about in wonder. Some paused when they looked towards her, as she gave a wave to them all and then asked everyone to get comfortable with her.

There were a lot of new souls who came in, but there were some that she had seen before, as well, they being the braver ones that ran over, hugged her tightly, and then ran off once more. Some of those, of course, were teased by their friends about being in love with the librarian, and some got some pointed looks from their girlfriends. Many blushed and stumbled over an explanation, trying to justify why they did so, but, in the end, all they could say was: “Just wait. You’ll see!”

Soon, though it took a while, things settled down enough that the chaperones could find their own places in the room, for they would never miss Tera telling one of her stories. The Queen raised her right hand into the air and waved to everyone there, and then she told a story about something. What that something was didn’t really matter, or perhaps it did for some there. The story told about something that mattered to her, or perhaps something she had discovered in her life. Perhaps she explained something about the universe, or a bit of a tale about something she had seen. It didn’t really matter what the story was, exactly, just that something was told.

When she finished the story, some had fallen asleep, some were whispering to one another about what she had said, and some looked confused, with questions Tera could clearly see in their eyes. A few of the brave ones were waving their hands wildly, trying to get her attention, to be the first to say something.

Her Majesty, of course, answered every question put to her. Not all of her answers made a lot of sense, but, when a particularly clever soul had a moment of enlightenment, she found that especially gratifying. This went on long enough that she would look at her mug and wonder about getting a refill, but she continued to speak, allowing every soul that wanted to ask something to do so.

Eventually of course their time came to a close and they were all gathered up, to give “Miss Tera” a thank you for sharing her story and her library with them all. As each and every one of them left—the sleepy, the bright, the wondering, the confused—she made sure to hug each and every one as they passed by her beanbag chair. If nothing else, she had given them all something to think about, and, perhaps, in doing so, she would guide them to their futures.

Once they all had departed, she would pick up her mug off the floor, stood up, and started to walk towards her office, intending to put something into her mug to finish off her day.

But, just once, something a little different happened. As she turned a corner, a young girl, one of those that had been listening to her before, was waiting there for her. She scrunched up her nose and looked at the Head Librarian, horns, tail, and all. She seemed to be thinking about something; then she asked, in a small voice, “Are those real?”

Tera knelt down beside her and smiled: “Yes, they are.”

The young soul reached out a hand and touched one of the Queen’s horns, then gave a little poke to the red royal tail. She giggled when, in response, Tera’s tail swished and then darted behind her once more: “That’s cool.”

“I’m rather fond of them myself.”

There was a bit of an awkward silence, then the same young voice with an inquisitive tone: “How did you… get something like that?”

Tera set her mug on the floor beside her: “That’s something of a story. I’m not sure there’s enough time to tell it all.”

From which, a slight pout came: “Aw … Please? Something?”

Tapping her lips, Tera considered. Then she motioned with her hand for the young one to come closer. When she did so, the succubi cupped her hand and whispered softly into the attentive girl’s ear.  This was something that she hadn’t told before, and, this time, what she was telling was very important: a story about what the Queen’s tail and horns meant to her, why they were something.

When Her Majesty had finished, she watched as a flicker of … something … a new something … passed over the young girl’s face: “That’s … something …really something. But … I’m not much of something.”

Tera nodded: “I think my tail knows you’re quite something.”

The Succubi Queen was quite surprised when she found herself being hugged, quite tightly: “So are you.”

As the young girl ran off to her friends, Tera watched her leave, a thought coming as she did …“You learn something every day.”

From across the way, a young red tail, her hair in a ponytail, watched, her hands cupped over her nose and lips, her eyes moist with tears as her own thought came to her … “I learned something that day.

Since the Queen noticed everything, she noticed this, and glanced from the young succubi’s pony tail to that of the departing little girl. First, her green eyes sparkled with recognition; then, they moistened with tears as an important life-circle closed for her. In a moment, she was up and across the room. The two embraced, weeping happily, as horns touched and tails entwined.

In the grand scheme of things, Tera’s stories might help people learn something … but, sometimes, just sometimes, the little somethings caused bigger somethings that even she could never imagine.

Nov 29 2015

A Review of Taken by the Demon by Katie Riddle

Taken by the Demon by Katie Riddle

Taken by the Demon by Katie Riddle

Origin stories about Succubi always interest me. I like to find out about someone before they became one of the Succubi. I’d rather know who they were and why they changed or became than just having them appear in a story with no background or explanation.

The better stories about this, at least for me, are the ones where things turn in a direction unexpected from where the story began. Mix in a bit of humour, some strong characters and it gets better. Perhaps the Succubus need not be selfless, but even then, they can do good…

  • Title: Taken by the Demon
  • Author: Katie Riddle
  • Length: 24 Pages
  • ASIN: B00UYFSIEG
  • Publishing Date: March 19, 2015
  • This work at Amazon.com

The work tells of:

Chelsea Foster is an average citizen in the grip of a town now controlled by a powerful demon. In order to save her town, she’ll give herself to Molock, a powerful demon who has some extreme demands. He’ll take her offer. And he’ll take her on the town’s stage, in front of the entire town.

A demon takes over a town, makes demands, and eventually a sacrifice is needed. It might save the town, it might not, but Chelsea decides to be that sacrifice. She’s alone in the town, owes the people there in ways she can never repay… or can she?

This is, as a whole, really an origin story and as such I am hoping that Chelsea’s story will continue from here. There is a wonderful story built up through the work, one that’s gripping and holds your attention as things happen. More, watching as things unfold from Chelsea’s eyes makes for a story that has a lot of emotion and history behind it. As well, and what caught my attention, was the little hints that Chelsea was… different. It wasn’t really explained, but here and there the hint was made that she was waiting for something in her life and the events around her seemed to bring her towards that moment.

Chelsea herself is a very complex personality and I liked that because she held the work together from the first moment. Seeing what happened through her eyes brought the story into a very sharp focus, but it also allowed for little bits of dark humour to pop up here and there that just added to the tapestry of the writing. As the story moves onwards towards Chelsea meeting her destiny with the demon, you come to expect the story to go in a stereotypical direction. At first it seems to, the signs are all there, but then it takes a turn and that’s when things change.

As does Chelsea herself. By the end of the work, Chelsea has been transformed, referred to as a Succubus, and isn’t quite the same person that she was at the beginning. It’s never quite clear what the transformed Chelsea looks like, save for a few offhand mentions about fingernails and the change within herself. But the main thing is that she has an attitude that leans towards having done good than being evil and I really like that approach.

After the erotica, the transformation, and the last thoughts of Chelsea as she disappears, there’s a good bit of closure to the story and a last thought about Chelsea herself. It also leaves the way open to Chelsea appearing again in a followup work and I’d like to see that happen. Especially since another character in the work seems like the likely means of doing so.

The story, as I have said, it well told, strong and I enjoyed it very much. The erotica was, at its best, a hot flash with some rougher moments, but when Chelsea transformed and the story turned that unexpected corner, that’s when this work came together for me. I would have liked to have had more time with Chelsea, perhaps a flashback to where she came from, some truth about her other than the story that the town knew about her. It would have been nice to have seen Chelsea in the afterwards, looking back on this moment in her life and making a comment herself about things.

Perhaps there will be a part two. I think she has a lot more story to tell and I hope that happens.

I’m giving this work four and a half out of five pitchforks.

A really good story that builds towards a well told piece of erotica. I liked Chelsea, I really liked her a lot and it would be nice to see what happens to her in the “after”… Somehow I have the feeling that she isn’t, at all, stereotypical.

 

Tera

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