Jul 13 2016

Not the most inspiring of Devil Costume Accessories

Fever Devil KitAnother example today on the Tale of some accessories that one might consider with a costume to make it a bit better than it otherwise would be. The thing is that the name of these accessories really doesn’t seem to fit well for me.

This is called the Fever Devil Kit, and it comes with the horns and the wings the model is wearing here in a rather uninspiring way. The accessory “kit” sells for $24 US.

If nothing else, I suppose that showing the accessories in the most unflattering way possible does allow for someone to know what they are buying, what it looks like, and as a whole, what to expect.

However, it also makes it quite clear that there’s something lacking here. The wings look rather half-finished, the horns are not anything special either.

That’s not to say this couldn’t work with some of the more bland looking costumes that have popped up from time to time on the Tale. It’s just that I don’t believe there’s anything in this for me at least.

I’ll give this one and a half pitchforks out of five.

There are better accessories, I’ve shared them before, and I probably will again…



Jul 12 2016

A Review of Fallen Angel: Book One of the Succubus In Love Trilogy by Becca Lusk

Fallen Angel: Book One of the Succubus In Love Trilogy by Becca Lusk

Fallen Angel: Book One of the Succubus In Love Trilogy by Becca Lusk

Over the past while, I have been reviewing the works in the The Naughty Succubus series by Becca Lusk. The author has released an encompassing work which collects this series into the first work in the Succubus In Love trilogy. You can find my reviews of the individual work in the series  firstly heresecond, and third reviews are here. The fourth, fifth, and sixth can be found here. The seventh, and last part of the series was reviewed here on the Tale as well.

I’ve said many times that story matters. That it isn’t enough to show succubi as being sexy alone, that they are more than what they are. Telling the story of ‘who’ matters. When a particular ‘who’ happens to make me smile, and adore them dearly, that is a wonderful thing. More so when the fullness of the story can be told and told well.

  • Title: Fallen Angel: Book One of the Succubus In Love Trilogy
  • Author: Becca Lusk
  • Length: 161 Pages
  • ASIN: B01I41DX78
  • This work at Amazon.com

The story tells of:

An angel, a succubus, and a human walk into a bar. . .

Nothing Good Can Come Of This.

Trip Taylor is a ravishingly handsome young man. He has a stable job, is nice to animals, and a good friend. But he’s a bit unlucky in love. And by bit, he’s very unlucky in love. Trip just can’t seem to find the right woman. They either seem to get bored of him, don’t even give him the time of day, or are more attracted to his more extroverted friends. That is until Krys shows up – a supernaturally sexy, mysterious succubus from, well, not from this realm. She ends up showing Trip things he didn’t even think he could know about himself.

Has Trip found the love of his life? Has he found his eternal bondmate at last? Why then, after a beautiful encounter, does she get so very mad at him?

Krys is head over heels in love with this human. Trip is gorgeous. Seriously nice muscles. Captivating eyes. He really pushes her buttons. But he just doesn’t remember what she needs him to.

That is, until her friends join in.

Toss in a few Archangels, some Heavenly hosts, several demon swarms, a rather mischievous Queen of Succubi, and some very, very sinister forces and Trip is going to have no choice but to piece an eight thousand year love story together or risk seeing the end of eternity because of him. But will Krys still be willing to take the gamble on the handsome human when it all goes down?

Based on the series, The Naughty Succubus, come take a stroll in this supernatural love story between Good, Evil, and everything in between…

There are some things that Krys knows. She’s in love, she lost that love, and now she’s found him again. But she also knows he doesn’t know her, she needs him to remember. She also knows there’s big trouble all around them and if they don’t find the answers they need, things are going to be more complicated than they are.

The series, now as a single work, is allowed to come fully into its own, to tell the story of Krys, her love, and those around them both. The editing of the series into this work means there are some finer points which are delved into a bit more, some needed corrections made and overall a more solid, strong and captivating tale is brought fully to life.

The humour is lovely, the love is telling. The erotica simply fits the characters, it doesn’t overwhelm the story and works hand in hand to tell who the characters are, but also why they make the choices they do. The story matters here, it’s important and it is told in the best way, that the characters grow in the telling.

With the editing of the series into this single work, there are some points that didn’t quite come out in the series and the editing has helped to make things more clear. Additionally, the author has added a closing chapter to the work, something that really does need to be read and I do hope those that have read the series will read this chapter as it is very important to the work.

The addition of a closing chapter in which Chaos comes to life, telling what is wanted, and tugging another character into the present worked quite well and sets a path to the second series and work to come. Where the series is going is hinted at, telling something of the conflict to come, but also leaving an important question unanswered, which is a neat little tease.

I feel like in this collected work the story has been told in the best way possible. There are still a few minor editing issues, but the work is a far better telling, a fuller representation of the characters. It is a stronger story, a more passionate one. Dearly enjoyed, read with a bemused smile much of the time, and a particular Succubi Queen is her mischievous self.

Whether this universe needs to be concerned, or grateful, that there are two succubi that have a particular flair for that is another question altogether… But it is a fun one to ponder.

Four and a half out of five pitchforks.

The editing of the series into this work has brought out quite a lot overall and I’m quite pleased that the author did take the time to have things edited further. The additional chapter at the end is important, and ties up some threads towards the next book in the series. Many questions unanswered, much to ponder and wonder over. Which, I am quite sure, both Krys and Tera will be. Somehow one with a bemused smile and the other with love in her heart I would think.

A wonderful story, delicious characters and moments. The little moments of joy, the conflict both within and without. It’s lovely when a story offers so much to enjoy and then delivers upon that promise.

Postscript: I need to thank Becca for dedicating this first book in her trilogy to a certain red tail Queen of the Succubi… Sometimes you happen to cross paths with a sister you never knew you had. For that, and more, the thanks are mine sweetling…



Jul 12 2016

A Review of From Hell to Breakfast by Cynthia St. Aubin

From Hell to Breakfast by Cynthia St. Aubin

From Hell to Breakfast by Cynthia St. Aubin

There are those stories that have characters that are amazing in who they are, what they say, and most of all, where they are going. Following that path leads to all kinds of surprises and in doing so that makes things all the more interesting.

Managing to tell a story that moves at break-neck speed and still have the story come out among all of the events, confrontations, and, a lot of the time, wonderfully funny moments is a talent. Having a Succubus as part of that story who is more than she appears, to be, even if that isn’t exactly the most obvious thing, is also a good thing by far.

It is the story of:

Crixus is a supernatural bounty hunter with a broken heart and a loose zipper. Lavinia is a succubus with a smart mouth and a long rap sheet. When her crimes become his problem, they’re in for one hell of a ride.

Crixus has a problem, and her name is Lavinia. She’s a succubus, one that has done some terrible things, and it is up to him to capture her. The problem is, however, that she doesn’t want to be, and she has a bone to pick with Crixus as well. The truth will come out, in time. The question is whether that will be soon enough or not.

The single most amazing part of this work is the humour that runs throughout. There’s a lovely little undercurrent of amusement, a bit of quirkiness that I think worked well to balance out the seriousness of some of the moments that appear. All of the characters, regardless of who they are, have that little bit of humour in the tone of their voice, their attitude and more. It makes for a really enjoyable read as a whole.

Lavinia, the succubus of the work, is a mystery for the most part, but that works well as the story develops towards the climax of the work and the revelations that come with it. While there is a view of her which runs throughout, the truth, when it appears, makes a lot more sense that much of what else had been said. As well, through the story, the connection between Lavinia and Crixus, what it is, what it means, is hinted at, vaguely referred to, but when that comes out it answers a lot of questions, explains a lot more, and sets up an ending that I found very satisfying… to a point.

There is a smattering of erotica in this work, but it doesn’t overpower the story, nor does it become the main focus of the story either. It provides a way for the story to move on, a reason for things to happen as they do, and as such that makes for a far better read. The work is mainly about the characters, their story, and less so about how good the sex is with them. Being so, having that focus, means that the emotional connection with them is much stronger as well.

The work is written well, the characters are amazing, and I loved each page dearly for the humour and how things came to pass. The balance between story and erotica worked well, and there was even a little hint of Lavinia’s succubus abilities, both sexually and otherwise, that I loved as well.

The only real flaw, at least for me, was how little time was spent when the revelation of what connects Lavinia and Crixus together. I would have liked more about that, time spent in exploring that point before the story came to a close. The ending felt a bit rushed, a little rote in a way, and while it made sense from the perspective of the characters, the evidence of the reason prior to that moment in the work wasn’t really there.

I’d love to see another story about Lavinia, her past, and her future. She’s not stereotypical at all and being so that makes her a passionate, powerful and interesting Succubus. One that I would like to know more about sometime.

Four out of five pitchforks.

A wonderfully funny and thoughtful work which tells really what is an unexpected story from the beginning to end. I liked Lavinia quite a lot, I just wish there was more of who she was and not so much of what she is. There’s a critical difference and it would have been nice to see that more fully in the story than it was seen.



Jul 11 2016

Lesson Plans Part Two By TeraS

Continuing the story I began last week on the Tale; a story of learning, in many different ways. Not everything one needs to learn can be found in a book. Sometimes such knowledge requires some practical …


Lesson Plans
Part Two
By TeraS
For Adelle


Sexuality is. Passions are. For those of the Realm, the concept of being sexual is as much of who they are as it is the need to breathe. But sexuality by itself is only part of the equation. The other part comes from the passions brought to each encounter. It isn’t simply a matter of ‘doing,’ as one might think. Sex by itself is … a bit bland, really. It is a means to an end, the base need within every succubi or incubi. They could, and some do, ensnare souls, have—or take—what they need, and then move on to the next soul and start the process all over again.

But that isn’t living. That is existing … which is where Adelle found herself. The first lesson Tera taught was that she loved—period; full stop. There were no conditions on that point, there was no need to offer something in return. Tera didn’t love in the hope of gaining something from that love. She loved … because. There was no need to have a reason.

Again Tera asked Adelle: “What’s wrong, sweetheart? Talk to me, please.”

She couldn’t put into words what she needed, exactly, because Adelle couldn’t quite put her finger on what her problem was. No, that wasn’t exactly true: she knew what the problem was, she just didn’t want to admit to it.

Tera’s wan smile as she waited for Adelle to marshal her thoughts rekindled another memory in the novice succubi.

There is a place in the Realm where new succubi and incubi come to learn of their needs. Much of the time, elder succubi or incubi are there to help them to gain control, to find what pleases them most, what they require to fill the aching need they have within. Sometimes, however, they cannot help in the search for fulfillment among some of those seeking it.

At the time, Adelle was confused as to why she couldn’t find her way. She had been with, at least she thought, every single succubi or incubi that had matured, found their ways and learned their paths. She had lapped, sucked, rode, and played with so many of them they had become somewhat of a blur in her thoughts.

On one particular morning, she had found a silver card by her beside: a request that she attend to the place, as she had every morning before. But there was a special note added this time, and it made Adelle raise her eyebrows, and then rush off to the mall to do some shopping.

The walk from the mall was possibly the hottest thing that Adelle had done. It wasn’t the walk itself that made her nethers flutter and dampen with lust. No, it was all of the looks she was getting from everyone she was passing. After all, a well-endowed, black-tailed succubi, her blue hair done up in two long pigtails that swished around her as she walked, was an attention getter, to say the least. The horn-rimmed glasses, addong a bit of a nerdy look, was another. But it was the over-sexualized schoolgirl outfit that really turned a lot of heads, making a few of their owners walk into walls and lamp poles.

Adelle was trying to keep things together as best she could, but that wasn’t the simplest thing. She didn’t have a choice about what she was wearing, after all. The note was very specific. She wore a short-sleeve, button-down white shirt, tied in a knot in the front, exposing her tummy. The lace, black bra underneath was the same colour as her tail and horns; she had made sure that the one she picked was going to make her cleavage look more than delicious—it was going to simply be temptation itself. Every so often, her hands found their way to the hem of her far-too-short-to-be-legal plaid skirt, trying to tug it down a little bit, so that not quite so much of her lovely ass showed, or so too much of a step wouldn’t flash her black panties to everyone that was staring … not that her drooling pussy minded very much, thank you. Her thigh-high white stockings and black kitten heels gave little doubt that she was a very naughty schoolgirl, and the thought of that made Adelle lick her lips and smile. Being naughty made her hot, and Adelle knew that she looked yummy enough to eat. If she was honest with herself, she hoped that whomever she was going to see would … teach her.

Arriving at the place the card summoned her to, Adelle opened the door and found herself in a classroom; perhaps a bit expected, perhaps a bit stereotypical. The room was quite small, really, there being only one desk for a student, one for the teacher, a blackboard at the front of the room, and then, of course, the little touches that only a classroom that existed in a world of sexual creatures would have. This was, after all, a world of erotic exploration and knowledge, so the collection of various sex toys, bottles of lube, a vast number of books on every sexual position and method one could, or could not, imagine, wasn’t a shock.

Closing the door, Adelle wandered about the room, looking at things and wondering, again, who her teacher would be. She was toying with a particularly interesting vibrator when the door opened and Adelle heard the clicking of heels on the hardwood floor. Still playing with the vibe, Adelle turned towards the sounds, expecting to see just another succubi or incubi. What she saw made her gasp and drop the vibrator to the floor where it clattered, forgotten as Adelle’s sex flared in heat and she moaned.

The teacher was Tera, and Adelle couldn’t help the whimper of lust.

Tera had never, not once, looked imposing. She was all smiles, dressed in a way that just looked right for her, and, if Adelle was truthful to herself, she adored Tera being able to do so.

Then there was this time.

Tera peered at Adelle through her glasses with thin black frames, a wan smile on her lips: “Adelle.”

The black-tail was frozen like a deer caught in headlights. The tone of voice the red-tail used was one that snaked its way deep into Adelle, crooking its finger against her clit and making it thrum.

The image that Adelle faced was Tera, her hair in a ponytail, her horns quite prominent against what was, for Tera, a quite unexpected hairstyle. The headmistress look, in black, made Adelle melt.

Tera looking severe and strict was a turn on.

Tera pointing a finger to the floor made the bluenette’s knees weak.

Adelle’s sex flared in want as she sank to the floor, head bowed, hands clasped right above her needy, wet, throbbing sex.

“You’ve been a naughty girl, Adelle.”

Nibbling her lips almost hard enough to taste blood, Adelle whimpered: “Yes, Ma’am.”

She could only look down as Tera came closer, her sensible shoes belying the reality that just above them were a pair of deep black hose, attached to garters. Adelle couldn’t help but wonder what colour Tera’s panties were.

“Black, just like my lace bra.”

Adelle had forgotten that Tera could read her thoughts, and all that did was make her pussy drip as she realized that she had been daydreaming about this. Her need, her fantasy, her want, her passion … was Tera dominating her. Not in a cruel way, but as a teacher to a student—a student aching for a firm hand to guide her.

A hand that was caressing her cheek, then trailing its way along her chin before drawing its way along the nape of her neck. “Naughty girls like you need to be taught a lesson, Adelle.”

A hand that teased over Adelle’s cleavage, pinching one nipple, making her gasp and arch in delight. “We’ll start with something … simple.”

The hand left, then Tera walked away. Adelle managed to keep looking at the floor as Tera walked to the head of the classroom. She heard a chair being moved, then all was quiet again.

“Look up, Adelle.”

When she did, Adelle’s breath caught. Tera was perched, not on a chair, but a throne. Nothing else had changed, Tera still looked like a schoolmistress, they were still in the classroom. But Adelle knew that Tera was teaching her a needed lesson.

Crooking a finger, Tera motioned Adelle to come to her: “Come here.”

It was one of the hottest things Adelle could remember. That short distance she managed on her hands and knees, her eyes held by her Queen’s finger playing with the hem of her leather skirt. The scent of cherries was … divine. Driven by her passions, the younger succubi was nuzzling unrestrained against her Domme’s hosiery, running her hands along the garters, pausing as she felt the brunette’s black lace panties against her fingertips. Being allowed to kiss and lick, to taste, to swim in the bliss of pleasuring the Queen herself was making her cum. She was whining in pleasure as Tera wound her hands around Adelle’s pigtails to hold her in place, submitting to Tera’s pleasures and, in doing so, finding her own moment of bliss, giving herself up to Tera’s firm hand.

This was the second lesson that Adelle learned. Tera knew you better than you knew yourself. She would, if given the chance, show you ecstasy unimagined. The touch of the Queen was bliss, given for the pleasure you wanted and desired.

In the present, Tera was still smiling wanly: “Penny for your thoughts, sweetheart?”

Adelle’s reply out of her memory was somewhere between a moan and an orgasm.

Lesson Two: Tera was passion.

The next lesson would take a leap of faith, and trust, as well …

Jul 10 2016

A Review of Have You Met My Succubus? by Allan Williams

Have You Met My Succubus? by Allan Williams

Have You Met My Succubus? by Allan Williams

The thing about creating a story universe is that there needs to be a lot of time taken to think about the characters, their stories, and how to connect everything together. Sometimes this can be done by just having one singular character that just “is there” throughout all of the works in the collection. They need not be in every story, really a mention or two can be enough on its own.

To create such a universe, to slip into the stories ideas and characters that are different, leave the stereotypical expectations behind and tell something of a story that is unexpected I personally do enjoy. If one can do so and allow for the impossible, at least from the view of those in the stories, to happen, that’s a treat on it’s own.

  • Title: Have You Met My Succubus?
  • Author: Allan Williams
  • Length: 242 Pages
  • Publishing Date: December 19, 2015
  • This work at Amazon.com

The work tells about:

Have you ever wondered how to cure a cursed unicorn (or even why unicorns would exist)? How would you deal with the nuisance of a werewolf tracking you?

What does a Great Dragon do when it feels life is stale and boring?

Is there ever a good time to chat up a succubus?

Have You Met My Succubus? is the first collection of fantasy short stories from the mystical world of Th’eia. Although similar to our own world of Gaia, within the realm of Th’eia magic is far more than an elusive, occasional shadow readily dismissed as imaginary, and the folk and creatures of our fables abound.

Have You Met My Succubus? presents nine short stories and a novella of vivid and imaginative tales of magic, mystery and adventure, each containing a surprising twist that will keep you guessing to the end. Most of the stories follow the adventures of Feuery, an auburn-haired, blue-eyed gnome wizardess in bad standing with the Wizards’ Guild. Not that she minds much: she is more than happy not to pay membership dues, and enjoys the complete freedom to get into whatever trouble or mischief takes her fancy from time to time.

A world of mystery, magic and discovery tells of those that live, quest, and in their own ways, come to love. Not everyone is as they first appear and in telling their stories, the truth is more than the story told. One always is learning in this world. About all around, the magic to be see, but most of all, the mysteries of the heart, mind and soul.

The story is richly told, reflecting the care and time spent by the author in setting out all that transpires within the pages. All of the stories matter, from beginning to end, and each of them can be found interwoven into the events and characters in other parts of the work. There are several overarching plots and characters in the work and it’s interesting to see them develop, change, and adapt to what happens around them and to them.

The succubus of this work, Rielar, is a wonderful example of this. She is clearing a succubus, freely admits to being so, and more. Her physical description is wonderful, but more so, her personality, how she cloaks herself, her intentions, is delicious because at times it isn’t clear what she wants, or intends to do. She’s a bit of a free soul in that and I liked how her character had purposed from the beginning and held to that.

There is a story in the work that features Rielar and in that story comes out who she is, why she has made some important choices, and what she desires. The search for this brings her to an encounter that is funny, odd and at times strained, but that develops her character and her story so very well. Every moment of this telling of that thread, the end result, and how much difference it makes, is one of the most wonderful stories about a Succubus that I have read this year.

This is a work of adventure, mystery and discovery and that holds throughout all of the works in the collection. The writing is excellent, there’s nothing that took me out of this universe, felt odd or out of place. There is a strong feeling of being in a fantasy world, with all of the trials and tribulations, but nothing is written for the sake of being so. There’s a point to everything said and done.

I wish that the story after Rielar made her choice was told more. There is more to be told about her life and leaving her story where it was I felt leaves too much untold. Her path isn’t going to be simple or easy, that much is clear, and seeing her deal with that, with those around her, I think is a story that needs to be told.

Highly recommended, I really would love to see a series of shorter stories come from this work focusing on the many wonderful characters that were touched on. Much promise in a world that has much to tell.

Four and a half out of five pitchforks.

I simply adored this work, the telling of the stories, the characters, but most especially Rielar herself. Following her story through the work, seeing where her quest takes her, and the results is something that I love to see. She is a succubus, there is no doubt, but she is more than that. Really that is that sets this work apart. It is more than what you might expect. In that I was the most thrilled by.



Jul 10 2016

A Review of Last Call for Love by Lila Shaw

Last Call for Love by Lila Shaw

Last Call for Love by Lila Shaw

I have reviewed many of Lila Shaw’s works, and really I have reviewed all of her succubus stories. In each I have found something that I adored, admired and was thrilled by. It is always a wonderful moment to discover another of her succubi stories and fall into the world she creates.

A reissued, and rewritten work this time from this author on the Tale, one that I had not been aware of before, but I am quite pleased that it has been reissued on its own rather than the anthology that it had been hidden in before.

There are some wishes that succubi cry out for. To know love, to experience it. But as well, in doing so, they know there is a price to be paid. In having love, and knowing the price, a moment can either damn or praise. Sometimes it can do both, but not always to the same soul.

  • Title: Last Call for Love
  • Author: Lila Shaw
  • Length: 31 Pages
  • ASIN: B01HYZ3AR8
  • Publishing Date: July 4, 2016
  • This work at Amazon.com

The work tells of:

Penelope (Penn) is in love with a man she has denied herself for two years, not just because they are baseball teammates and good friends. Penn is a succubus, a demon creature sustained by sex, and the men she sleeps with must be mind-wiped after she feeds. Breaking the only law of her kind means death for the both the succubus and her man. When Penn succumbs in a weak moment, she has only hours left before she will be forever erased from Joe’s memory or destroyed.

Penelope, better known as Penn to her friends, loves two things more than anything else. One is baseball, the other is her dear friend on the baseball team. But being a succubus means she can’t touch him, as much as she loves him. But in a moment of need comes an admission of love and that love, as much as Penn wants it to be, can’t possibly be eternal.

I have to admit that I wasn’t quite sure how baseball and Penn being a succubus was going to work out. But as the story progresses, it’s less about the baseball and more about the game that Penn has been playing all of her life as a succubus.

As the story unfolds, Penn finds herself placed in a position she has been trying to avoid, needing to avoid. The meaning for that makes a lot of sense, the desire within Penn is palatable. When the moment comes, and she cannot help herself, the moment is a bit awkward, but there is love and passion within it.

From that comes a cute little scene, but it’s the resolution of the aftermath, in the telling of the truth coming out and Penn coming to terms with herself and her love. It’s that part of the story that I felt has the most joy and I adored that.

The erotica is lovely and hot, a pair of delicious hot flashes with the latter encounter being the better of the two in its romance, love and joy. It’s not silly or strange, it’s simply two souls in love and that’s the best erotica of all.

The ending is a bit unclear, I’m unsure if Penn’s outcome is as I think it is, that she remains as she was, but with an important change, two of them really. I know that’s vague, but it’s a core point in the ending and I don’t want to reveal it. I would have liked a little more clarity on that point, perhaps a bit more of what comes next for all of the characters.

A lovely story with quite a lot of joy, mirth and passion. It leaves me wanting at the end, needing to know a few little things, but overall I dearly enjoyed this work. Well worth a read and your time.

Four and a half out of five pitchforks.

A joy by far. A wonderful story with power and passion, love and need. Characters that tells their story and in doing so, offer so much. Really one of the most lovely stories Lila has written and one of my favourites.

Always hoping for something more, wishing the author the best always…



Jul 09 2016

A Morrigan Aensland Tribute YouTube with a slightly different beat…

Another Morrigan Aensland art tribute YouTube today with what I think is a rather upbeat music track behind it…


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


Normally I add an image from the video of Morrigan that I liked the best, but this time I am sharing an image that I hadn’t seen before. Most of the images in this video are the popular ones that have been seen of Morrigan, really in most videos like this, but this one is a bit different…

Morrigan Screenshot

I just think this is interesting mainly for those rings of power that are flowing away from Morrigan here… It has, at least for me, a hint of a hypnotic effect and I think that’s rather interesting…