Jun 01 2014

A Review of The Succubus in a Red Dress by Daniel Garcia

The Succubus in a Red Dress by Daniel Garcia

The Succubus in a Red Dress by Daniel Garcia

Sometimes I am, I have to admit, really slow when it comes to reviewing books about Succubi. There are some books that, honestly,I know, from the first page, I should have read sooner than I have managed.

A long time ago, Daniel Garcia reached out to me on the SuccuWiki and I’ve always remembered his kind words. Last year, Daniel released his first of two works about a wonderful, special Succubus and this past January he released the second book in the series. Today I will be reviewing the first book, and Tuesday the second book I will review as well.

Sometimes when you think you aren’t anything special it takes a little hope, a little love, and a lot of truth to make you really see not what you are, but who you are. The trick is, as always, to thyself be true. If you can, then anything is possible…

  • Title: The Succubus in a Red Dress
  • Author: Daniel Garcia
  • Length: 158 Pages
  • Publishing Date: May 3, 2013
  • This work at Amazon.com

It tells the story of:

Delilah is only a nerdy coffee clerk in New York City whose biggest problem is trying to find a job that will cover more than her rent, until the day one of her customers collapses after touching her.

Now she has demon hunters and witches chasing after her, and is being tailed by a crazy blonde in a Ferrari who says she wants to be her mentor. Oh, and she just might be a succubus.

Whatever you do, don’t say it can’t get any worse.

Delilah is unassuming, sees herself as unattractive and, as a whole, really doesn’t feel like she has a lot of worth. At least until she meets Ken, gets tangled up with Chloe, run over by her mother, whom she’s never seen… and also finds out that she’s a Succubus. But that’s not quite true. She’s a lot more than that as everyone around her will soon find out.

I simply love Delilah. There’s really no other way to put it. She’s kind, she cares, she has a good soul and more importantly, she knows, without a doubt, what’s right and what’s wrong. She is not a stereotypical Succubus, she has no horns or tail, or wings for that matter, but she has something much more important and powerful. There’s a light around her, something that isn’t expected of a Succubus and being that, having that, means that she need not be like all of the rest of her kind. She might even have the ability to change the world and for the better.

Her transformation from “ordinary” to “swan” is just so cute and I loved the interplay between herself and Chloe as that happened. Chloe is another Succubus in the story, one that at the beginning seems to be teetering on the edge of right and wrong in a lot of ways, and to be honest I wasn’t sure I liked her at the beginning of the story, but she grew on me, she changed by the end of the story and honestly that was a really well done transformation.

Then there is Ken, a nice guy that Delilah has her first Succubus experience with, but as well, also has another experience that appeared to be impossible. So everyone tells them both. Mind you, honestly, the mythos that gets built up around Delilah really makes what happens and the reasons behind it, exactly right for her. But Ken turns out to be something unexpected and in the wake of Delilah’s choice in what she does for him, that opens up a very interesting plot and relationship. It makes a huge different to Delilah, even if it takes her forever to see it and Ken about as long to get his own family to deal with the truth as well.

I mentioned Delilah’s mother, she is Nerissa, and she is, honestly, a vain, power hungry little scared thing that wants to rule the world. She’s quite clearly a threat from the moment she first appears. But the thing is, who she is, being so dark inside, so uncaring about her daughter and what happens when they meet is… sad. There is a very clear difference between mother and daughter here and, for me at least, that made Delilah so much more than her mother would ever be.

The supporting characters, Succubi and otherwise, have their own clear personalities and there’s a lot of world building that I really enjoyed. The relationships in the story mattered the most and that I found added to my enjoyment of the story. There is still a lot of mystery, questions about the why’s and how’s to be answered. But for this work that wasn’t important. What did matter was Delilah making a decision, being true to herself and defending that against some really bad odds.

Beautifully written, I couldn’t put the story down. All of the little quirks, laughs, tears and joy that Delilah and her friends go through tell a story that just spoke to me so very deeply. In short, Delilah is very much one of the Succubi. And I adore her.

A solid five out of five pitchforks.

Completely recommended, every moment is joyfully written and told. Easily one of the top ten Succubus stories of the year, and it was simply amazing.

On Tuesday, I’ll be reviewing the second work in this series, The Succubus and the Crown. I have high hopes and I think I won’t be at all disappointed.



May 31 2014

An Ecchi Succubus YouTube drawing…

Another YouTube of an artist creating art of a Succubus this week on the Tale and I think she makes for a very interesting Succubus at that…

And if you cannot see the video here on the Tale, try this link:


And, of course, an image of the Succubus herself…

Ecchi Succubus by R T Manga

This work is by an artist on YouTube that calls themselves R T Manga, and I adore her so much… She’s cute, which is of course very important, she doesn’t have hooves which is more so, and there is just something about her that makes her adorable…

I wonder what her name is and what her story might be…



May 30 2014

A Review of Captive by Felicia Fox

Captive by Felicia Fox

Captive by Felicia Fox

Earlier this year I reviewed the first work in a new series by Felicia Fox called Consumed. As I wrote in that review, I felt a strong connection to the characters, the story was wonderful, and I was waiting, none too patiently mind you, for the next work in the series.

Today on the Tale, I will be reviewing the second work in the series. Captive, which has only added to my love of this author and her characters.

Fate is a curious thing, when you think about it. The reasons for why something happens, how two souls meet, and why they do, can happen for any number of reasons. The thing that matters, when that moment unfolds, is the connection that is made, and just what that does to those involved.

Even in the shadows of something very dark, cruel, and evil, there is something… more. To find one’s soulmate changes everything. Then the question is, what would you do to keep them safe? What happens when those around you aren’t quite as sure about the choice you’ve made as they are? And what happens when your choice is taken away from you?

  • Title: Captive
  • Author: Felicia Fox
  • Length: 52 Pages
  • Publishing Date: March 30, 2014
  • This work at Amazon.com

The work tells of:

As Felicity falls deeper in love with Alex, she finds herself immersed in Alex’s dark, erotic, succubus world. She and Alex are both in danger as a killer trails their every move. Not even the threat of torture and death can stop their passion when Alex reveals her motives for finding Felicity. Will their love conquer all or will they meet their end at the hands of a madman?

This, the second work of the series by this author, picks up moments after the first had ended, and we see who Alexandra is, the world she exists in and more. It’s a beautifully told story of the love between them both, those around them, and more. Ever single moment has so much emotion within it that it was a complete joy for me to read.

I had asked, in my review of the first book, for a peek of Felicity’s first glimpse of Alexandra, what happened that drew them together, and what it was like for them both. To my pleasure that was told in achingly beautiful prose at the beginning of this work and it was… simply perfect. More than I could have possibly hoped for, and it spoke of the connection they both felt and still have as the story moves into the present time.

Beyond that reflection of the past, the truths about Alexandra that are told in the core of this work, who she is, where she lives, what she is, are world building at its finest. We learn as Felicity does that Alexandra is rather special in her world, and being that tightens their relationship further. When we see Alexandra’s friends, her father Caius, the court of other Succubi that are there, everyone of them has a personality, a meaning for being in the story and more.

The erotic moments between Alexandra and Felicity in this work are more passionate, sensual than in the first. It is rare to find so much passion in the telling of two characters coming together and baring their souls to one another. When a new character, Gideon, is slipped into their relationship, it isn’t awkward or feels out of place. There isn’t jealously within what Alexandra and Felicity have and in that acceptance of themselves they bring Gideon into things and… its simply an emotionally draining yet satisfying experience.

Woven with all of this heat, passion, and more, comes a world which makes sense, does not seem odd or out of place either. It’s so very easy to accept the world that Felicity finds herself in, to ride along with her, and share in what she is feeling and experiencing as the story develops.

I still have some issues with all of the blood in the work, but that is how things are and as a whole it isn’t overly done or takes away from the story, or the heat in it. It also allows for the connection between Alexandra and Felicity to be a lot more than it would be otherwise and I hope that connection is leading towards a singular hope I have for them both.

The other thing that gives me pause is the sudden addition of the character Marius in the story. He is, to be clear, very important to things as a whole, and I can see why he’s in the story. The issue I have is the question of… why? I know that’s vague, but in the context of the story the same can be said there as well. He wants Felicity and is enraged that Alexandra has her which leads to all kinds of problems that carry on to the closing of this work and aim the story towards the next. I’m expecting an answer to the “why” in the next book in the series and I hope it isn’t a throw away reason. For all that he has done, and it is awful, there has to be a good reason for it otherwise he’s window dressing and with how much this author has cared about Alexandra and Felicity… I don’t think he is.

Deeply emotional writing that draws you into the story so very much. The story drives you to keep turning the pages and see where things go and develop. Deliciously hot erotic moments that tie the characters together so perfectly. Every bit of this work is as good as the first.

Recommended without hesitation.

Four and a half out of five pitchforks.

I absolutely adored the first work in this series, and this, the follow up, was everything that I could have hoped for and more. Much is revealed, the universe is richly populated with complex characters, settings, and moments. Every word tells of this author’s love for her story, which for me, means everything.

I honestly can hardly wait for the third work in this series, Crave, to appear in August 2014. The series has not disappointed me and where the story goes from here I really want to know…



May 29 2014

Succubi Image of the Week 333

Astaroth is. at least for me, one of the more interesting ideas about what a Succubus looks like. The thing is that it is actually very difficult to find images of her that are more… realistic in nature. By that i mean that most art of her is anime and as such isn’t exactly how I envision her to look like… Until that is I found this delightful piece of art…

Astaroth by ((◉v◉))だめがね

Astaroth by ((◉v◉))だめがね

Now the artist’s name is a little hard to understand, but you can find the original page I found this work on Pixiv here.

I just think this looks… right. That’s about the best way I can explain things I think. Her body shape looks right, her tail is right. I like her outfit, it hugs her form perfectly as well. This is just a really realistic creation of Astaroth and truly it is the best example I have ever seen of her by far I think…

She does make me wonder about her in this form. She’s more powerful and self assured I think in how she is presented here and for me that makes this art so much more attractive. Exactly has she herself should be…



May 28 2014

Not quite a Devilish Delight so far as a costume…

Devilish Delight CostumeAnother sequinned costume this week to consider and for the most part I like it overall. But it is when adding the optional extras that I have a few issues with this costume. That doesn’t mean that it isn’t a good costume on its own mind you. I just think it should be something more…

This is called the Devilish Delight Costume and it comes with the sequinned red strapless romper, pitchfork and horns. It does not include the shoes and it sells for $85 US but can be found for as little as $60 US…

While I like the basic costume, and I can even like the horn as they do match the dress, it needs a lot of things… Like a tail, the shoes and as well I think that a sequinned tutu would really add to the look as a whole. Otherwise there is just a bit too much… plain… in this for my own taste.

The problem is, gathering all of the other accessories needed, that being the shoes the model is wearing and a tutu, would push this ensemble to well over $150 and I am not quite sure that it is worth it.

The issue for me is that there are other more elaborate costumes which sell for that price range that it would really be hard to justify so much on the accessories here for the same cost of simply buying the better costume instead…

As this costume looks in the package, I’ll give it three out of four pitchforks…

Accessories and optional extras notwithstanding… Though really there isn’t much choice that they have to be there to make it the complete look…



May 27 2014

A Review of Dark Initiation: Confessions of a Succubus, Book 1 by Becca Allyson

Dark Initiation: Confessions of a Succubus, Book 1 by Becca Allyson

Dark Initiation: Confessions of a Succubus, Book 1 by Becca Allyson

One thing that I really look for when a series about Succubi begins is that there is history in it. By that I mean, at least for me, it’s better that we learn about the main character, her past and where she is at the beginning of the tale. Without that hook the series really has no hold on me to continue it.

If there are erotic moments, that’s fine, but it cannot be all erotic and no story. Sex without purpose or a lead up to it is not what it could be. Some authors understand this and create their world, their characters, and the purpose of the story first, then tell of the heat.

That makes the story, and series, better.

The work tells of:

What’s it like to have sex with a demon? Rachel’s about to find out.

Rachel Moriarty led a quiet life, studying for a master’s degree in psychology while working at a book store. She never imagined it would all change in a single day, at the hands of a man she’d only just met. She sensed the predation in his eyes from the start: she saw the way he watched her, knew he wanted her.

But she didn’t know this sexy, mysterious man who claimed to be a visiting professor of religious studies was actually the High Lord Asmodeus, one of the seven dark princes of Hell. When she discovers the truth—his true being—he gives her a choice that will change her life forever.

Rachel, when we first meet her, is… lost. That really is about the only way I can describe her because her emotions, character, and purpose seem to be at a crossroads and she desires something. The problem is that she doesn’t know what, or why, that is. The people around her don’t interest her very much and in that comes a sort of separation between herself and the rest of humanity. Then Dey appears.

Dey, from the moment he appears is… different. And he’s well aware that he is different. He is searching for something, or rather someone, and Rachel finds herself the focus of his attention. There is a touch of what seems to be mind control, or more accurately, emotional, sexual control, that he has over Rachel which sets a lovely undertone of heat in her.

The part of this work that for me was the most captivating was the discussion that Rachel and Dey had over dinner. Some might expect that to be a boring thing, but it is the heart of this part of the series and it asks many questions. The discussion over theology, life, belief where points that were considered and I found set out much more of Rachel’s beliefs and personality. In doing so the author gives her a grounding, a meaning that adds to her character. The same can be said about Dey himself in that his view of the world, and in particular, Rachel, comes to the fore.

When the moment arrives that Dey and Rachel become intimate together, it is with a sense within Rachel that something different is going to happen. When Dey reveals himself to be Asmodeus, it was slightly disappointing in that he seems to become somewhat stereotypical in his appearance, hooves and all which for me is a bit of a turn off. When they are together, he is very dominant over Rachel, which given his attitude and actions earlier in the story is a bit of a contradiction. He takes her, transforms her and then some questions come as the story comes to a close.

One is that we actually do not see what Rachel looks like when she is transformed. The actual transformation is slightly horrific and it comes to an abrupt close. I have a hope, a small one, that somehow she doesn’t have hooves, but based on what has been seen so far, that might be a fleeting hope. The other is that there is a huge hint about what Rachel intends to do, and in that comes the question of how she might do so and what are the implications if she manages to succeed in her goals. Both will be questions that I think will become the core of the series going forwards.

The work is written well, there are really no flaws to be seen. Perhaps I would like to have known Rachel more in her human life than we do as there seems to be questions about her past that seem to be important but are slightly glossed over. But then there is more story to be told and in that I believe will come the answers I am looking for.

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

A promising start for what I hope will be a story that seems to be about a Succubus that  I can appreciate. I’ll be looking for the next work and where the story goes from here.



May 26 2014

Chemistry By TeraS

Today, May 26th, is the birthday of someone very special to me … This story is for that person, who will know it is for him, I am quite sure …

Happy Birthday, Love …


By TeraS


It is said that what matters the most between a Mistress and her submissive is the chemistry. Sometimes that chemistry … isn’t there. Sometimes it is. When it isn’t, then the relationship becomes strained, out of touch, and, eventually, it falls apart. When the chemistry is present, there is a … connection … a connection goes both ways, in that the one that is Mistress knows and the one that is loved knows.

And then, just sometimes, in those relationships, comes another certain kind of chemistry …

She regarded herself in the mirror, a slim fingertip brushing against her lips, smoothing out the edge of the lipstick she had just applied. It wouldn’t do to have something out of place, not on this particular evening.

Dreams were one thing; reality, something else, of course.

She smiled at her image in the mirror: that little bemused smile she had, with a lick of her tongue over her pillowy soft lips, then pursing them to blow a kiss, the unspoken promise of what they would be doing soon as she did. There was a sparkle in her green eyes as she put a little bit of shadow around them to deepen their effect—not that it was really needed, but then, she wanted to do this.

Her gaze shifted to look at her long, wild, raven locks, her hand moving to brush a few stray ones into the right places, her two small red horns glinting there accompanied by streaks of the same colour red in the hair, as well.

She brushed her hands over her curves, noting how well the red dress—a very specific one—was moulding itself to her. Her cleavage was just slightly pronounced, as she knew he would like, the curve of her hips drawing one’s eyes towards the slits in the dress, which provided a glimpse of her legs … and a place for her tail to appear now and again, of course.

She was looking over herself once more, checking that everything was as it should be for him, when she heard his voice as he entered the room: “You look lovely, Mistress.”

She turned away from the mirror to look at him, waiting there close by, her eyes sparkling as she answered: “Thank you, Love. It’s a special occasion, you know.”

He seemed to be embarrassed, a slight blush on his cheeks: “It’s not that special, Mistress.”

She moved away from the mirror, one long shapely tanned leg emerging from the slit of her dress, a red heel clicking on the marble floor as she slinked towards him. “Oh … I think it is.”

He fidgeted with his collar—not the one that he had accepted from her so long ago, but the starched one that was making him itch so maddeningly at that moment: “You don’t need to …”

She was there, in front of him, when he looked up, a warm smile on those so-red lips, her raven hair framing her expression: “It’s not need. It is want. I want to do this.”

He sighed, uncomfortable as he was in that moment, dressed to the nines—to please her, he thought—though in truth he did so because of what he wanted that evening. To be anything less than perfect would bright shame to his Mistress. That he could not allow. “You know that I would be just as happy to be at your feet, too.”

He was still fidgeting with his tie when she reached out her hand and took hold of the knot herself: “I do, Love. Perhaps later.”

She straightened out the tie, red, of course, against the black suit he wore, and then brushed her hand over his shoulder, not saying anything more than that for a time, then continuing: “You look very handsome tonight. Thank you.”

The embarrassment grew. She could easily sense it, but said nothing about it. He looked down and replied: “Thank you, Mistress … for doing this.”

She tapped a finger against his lips once, then traced that finger over his lips: “Always, Love. Promise.”

She took his arm, her tail moving to wrap around his waist possessively as they turned to leave.



“Thank you.”

She laughed as her tail squeezed his waist lightly. It was only three steps, but there was a portal involved, which took them elsewhere.

Beneath a sky filled with stars was a wide, smooth, white marble patio, and her heels were soon clicking against it rhythmically. She then turned to him, placing both of his hands on her waist and then placing her own on his.

“Mistress, you know I can’t dance.”

She smiled, moving closer to him, her cleavage pressing against his chest, the warmth of her body enveloping him as fully as that cherry scent he knew so well.

“Then shuffle your feet Love, or just rest your head on my shoulder, whatever you’d like. Just let me hold you for a while, please?”

There wasn’t any music to be heard, but there was one particular tune that came into both their thoughts. It was the one that had played when they had first met, first spoken. The song’s name didn’t matter so much as the feelings and memories that it brought back to them both.

He found himself looking into her eyes, feeling her body against his. He remembered the first time she revealed herself to him, how she looked … exactly like she did in this moment.

“Are you using magic to look like this Mistress?”

She licked her lips: “Not a lick.”

He couldn’t resist: “That’s … a tempting thought Mistress.”

She leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear. The words said where between them, but the spoke of what she intended would happen … after dinner.

When she finished, she drew back and then brushed her lips against his ever so lightly. He licked his tongue, tasting the lipstick that she had left behind. “Why me, Mistress?”

She took his lapels in her hands and slid her fingers over them as she replied: “I would ask the same of you, Love. Why do I have the honour? What makes me the one?”

He shrugged: “I just … knew.”

She nodded: “Chemistry … I suppose.”

He drew a fingertip along the nape of her neck, over her bare, exposed skin. She shivered as he brushed against the curve of her cleavage, and she wet her lips with her tongue.

“My dreams made real?”

She purred in reply: “Mine, too, Love … Mine, too.”