Mar 03 2013

A Review of Something Wicked This Way Cums by Amileigh D’Lecoire

Something Wicked This Way Cums by Amileigh D'Lecoire

Something Wicked This Way Cums by Amileigh D’Lecoire

One of the things that I have problems with is when an author writes the beginning of a story and instead of focusing on the important things we need to know, they go off on tangents. In this case, while each of the Incubi of the story are introduced, there is so much to understand that the story gets lost in the telling…

  • Title: Something Wicked This Way Cums
  • Author: Amileigh D’Lecoire
  • Publishing Date: March 18, 2012
  • Length: 49 Pages
  • ASIN: B007M643VW
  • This work at Amazon.com

The work’s summary tells about:

Three powerful Demons battle for control of middle earth in a centuries old struggle to exist.
Tinnea, the most ancient of the three, recently released from the pits of hell after being locked away by Moradieb for crimes against creation – He seeks to claim his unsuspecting bride and fill her with his seed until she gives him the promised son of prophesy, a Demon who will unite the underworld and finally enslave the fractured souls of middle earth for all eternity. Tinnea is determined to see his demon brethren placed upon the thrones of the heaven’s to rule over all Creation and will hunt relentlessly for Moradeib’s spawn for the promise of power that runs thick in her veins. He knows the truth of who and what her mother was, and knows that hers is a power more ancient and dark than any of them could ever have imagined.

Saldir, a sadistically perverse Incubus who feeds from the willing and unwilling alike with indiscriminate need – His insatiable thirst has left him with few followers, his lecherous, murderous greed legendary. His power continues to weaken with each passing year as he allows his hunger to destroy him, unable to find those who would willingly come to his bed and allow him to feed for fear of losing their very souls. It is only a matter of time before he is forced to abdicate his territories and serve his more powerful enemy or forfeit his soul. Could it be that the discovery of Moradeib’s spawn will finally re-awaken the former glory of his early days and give him the strength he needs to claim Moradeib’s territories for his own at last?

Moradeib, a cunningly seductive Incubus who currently controls the Southern districts and outer realms where the undead serve – The most powerful of the three ruling demons, he believes their kind should coax desire and feed only from the willing. His eager lovers on middle earth number in the hundreds of thousands; hungry, lustful souls who welcome him into their dreams and give willingly of their energies, responding to his practiced caresses as he seduces the truth of their hidden desires and brings them to life. Captivated by the sensual witch, Solange, he keeps her close as his favored concubine and cherished consort, aided by her undying loyalty in recruiting those who would serve him, body and soul. He has only one goal – defeat the vile Saldir once and for all and force him into servitude, claiming the pathetic demon’s scant power for his own and ridding middle earth of his deceptive seductions once and for all.

And each will seek the powerful blood of Moradeib’s daughter for their own, believing she is the key to victory. As she and her new lover begin to unravel the mystery of who she is, discovering the truth of her parentage as her powers slowly come to life, they find themselves plunged into a deadly battle for her very soul. It will be up to them to discover a path to balance between their world and that of the powerful incubi, working with Moradeib to defeat Saldir and Tinnea once and for all that they might create a doorway between their world and the next; a world of secret, carnal desires, where mankind and those who draw life from the whispered sins of their heated pleasures might co-exist.

I really didn’t enjoy this work for several reasons. First and foremost, the story has too many characters to follow in it. I didn’t understand what the author was trying  to accomplish in having, quite literally, close to twenty different major and minor characters appear in such a short period of time within the story.  I understand that there has to be the framework laid in the story, but, is it necessary to have all of the characters appear seemingly at once in different places and situations?

I think the author might have been better served in taking these three short, heavily packed stories about these Incubi and giving them each their own book to feature in. Trying to understand what is happening with each, who they are connected with, and what they intend to do cannot be, I think, explained in what amounts to an introductory chapter for each of them.

As this work was billed as being the start of a series about these Incubi, that makes me ask the question: Why do you need to overwhelm the reader? I don’t see why the author wrote the chapters they way they did. Each shift between the Incubi seemed oddly incoherent, unsure, and, at least to me, forced which made reading the stories a chore instead of being pleasant.

One last point about this work, and that is: Too much telling and not enough showing. What I mean by that is the author spells out every single action, smell, taste, and event throughout the story. That bothers me as there is little use for your own imagination to fill in the blanks or wonder about things in the story. In doing so, the story is harder to read and come to enjoy. Frankly, I didn’t.

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

I haven’t seen another part of this series, if it will ever be one, appear which is disheartening really. It’s overly complicated in plot and there are much too many characters, minor and otherwise, to deal with. All in all, just didn’t enjoy what could have been something more interesting if it was less frantic… The Incubi are interesting, but, being interesting isn’t enough when the story itself cannot support them.

 

Tera

Mar 02 2013

An interesting Succubus leather mask…

I found a lovely mask recently that I am going to share on the Tale today… I think it’s really a wonderful choice for a masquerade party and really whenever a little bit of mystery with your Succubi would be nice…

And I think this is really nice…

Batwing Leather Mask by Jyn Donham

Batwing Leather Mask by Jyn Donham

This is described as the Batwing Leather Mask by Jyn Donham on etsy.com, and you can find the page with this handmade item on sale here for those that are interested in it for a quite reasonable $59 US…

Its creator Jyn Donham, designs and produces all sorts of lovely masks and you can find their page on etsy.com here to see many more of their masks and designs and as well they have another site here that you can see still more of their works, all of which are truly exceptional designs…

I just think that this mask with the right dress, likely black of course, and my red horns would be smashingly sexy and delicious… I see that they also do custom work and I will have to ask about an idea I have of a special mask for a Succubi…

I wonder if it might be possible to create for real…

 

Tera

Mar 01 2013

A Review of Succubus Rising by B. R. Kingsolver

Succubus Rising by B. R. Kingsolver

Succubus Rising by B. R. Kingsolver

In 2012, I reviewed the first two books in a new series by B. R. Kingsolver. You can find the review of the first book here on the Tale. I also reviewed the second book as well, and you can find that review here too. It’s been a little while, but at last the next book in the series has been released and I’m quite pleased to say that the story is as engrossing as ever. Some questions are answered, some questions are made new, but in the end one very important lesson is learned in this work…

The most important thing is to remember you matter to someone and they to you…. forever.

This, Book Three in the series tells of:

The Goddess has plans for Brenna and Rebecca, and the Goddess has a wicked sense of humor.

Rebecca Healy is a true wilder, growing up with no contact or knowledge of other telepaths. Discovered by a Clan member on the streets of San Francisco, she felt like she’d hit the jackpot. Finally, she knew what she was, or at least she thought she did.

When Brenna O’Donnell, long-lost heir of the O’Donnell Clan, and the strongest telepath in history, is returned to her family, she and Rebecca form a tight bond. Brenna has it all, looks, money, power, and men falling all over her.

Rebecca isn’t jealous, but it would be nice to find someone who would really love her and stick around in the morning. She’s intrigued by a handsome South American general, but of course, he has his sights set on Brenna. Carlos de Vargas wants more than love. His Clan has its back to the wall, and they hope for an alliance with O’Donnell. An alliance that would lead to war.

One of the things that must appear is some kind of conflict. In this work there is conflict from without, within, and between that conspire to drive people together and at the same moment draw them apart once more. There is the world view, the family view, and then the soul within that all make themselves known. The question is, however, if in the end all of them can be healed after going through the events that happen.

The one thing about this book I think that makes it more interesting is while the plot revolves around conflict between the clans and the ramifications of that, family, specifically Rebecca’s place in the family, really is the core of the story. To be honest I was more interested in seeing where her story was going than the overarching plot because, to me at least, the relationships and how they all change over time, was more riveting.

But there is war and in with that comes some political machinations that went in a direction that I didn’t expect it to. I do have to wonder about what exactly it does mean for the future course of the series however. Specifically one character’s comment that she’d rather enthrall everyone and be made Queen, but that’s another story isn’t it?

As part of the war that develops, we see someone appear that is… well, sort of the exact opposite of who and what the Succubi are in this series and to be honest I wasn’t all that upset with how little they appeared in the story. It does bring up in my mind the question of if there are those that believe they are Succubi and act like the myths tell, why isn’t that a real concern for the Succubi themselves?

There is a lot of foreshadowing in the story as well, and you can blame Rebecca and Brenna for that. While there isn’t really anything clear to point at, the moments depicted where… troubling in many ways. The aftermath and how that changes Brenna’s view of Rebecca is shattering as well. There’s a kind of fatalism in Rebecca that I had never quite understood in the series and now, finally, I can make sense of it all.

There are some moments in the story where I couldn’t help but cry. What made those parts of the story so hard to read wasn’t that they were about Brenna, even though some of the things that happen to her are dreadfully sad. They were about Rebecca and what happens to her, the gifts she is given by Brenna’s family, and, finally, the answer to a question that she’s had all of her life.

One of the lovely moments for the Succubi as a whole was the tale of Samhain and most of all the dress that Brenna appears in for that celebration… Deliciously Succubus in nature and truly a wonderful compliment for her personality and what she is becoming.

This brings me to Brenna herself in this story. There are some terrifying moments for her to face and what she suffers is something that was again a moment where the tears came anew. She grows in powers and who she is as well and in doing so something interesting is happening… She’s becoming more and more a truer representation of what I feel Succubi are. In doing so, and the new powers she discovers, it opens the door to a conclusion which, if I am correct, will have some wide ranging effects in this universe.

Many of the Succubi we have met in the series before appear and it is good to see them develop into their own places, abilities, and futures as this story goes on. But even as they do so, it feels like there is a lack of understanding of who they are and what they can do by many around them. It seems like they are still seen as being weapons of sex for lack of better words, and I have the feeling that this will come back to haunt those that still think this way.

Again there is a lot of family politics, and while there was a good deal of humor in that, I wanted that part of the story to be a little less again for the development of both Rebecca and Brenna. I think there are a lot of characters in the family and perhaps a tighter focus on the main ones would help a little.

There is a storm still brewing in this series and I have the worst feeling that it will result in not just Brenna, but everyone around her finding that the Goddess has plans for them all whether they like them or not.

The Goddess makes an appearance… sort of… I’m still hoping for her to actually appear. She’s someone that I wonder about throughout the tales, ceremonies, and words shared between everyone. I’d like to know her better… probably as much as Brenna does really. The vision of the future brings another thought about Brenna and the Goddess as well which would explain a lot of things too… But we’ll see what the future brings in more ways than one.

A story of the heart and the soul in many ways which I enjoyed immensely. Quite simply five out of five pitchforks.

The characters make the story, not the story making the characters. The promise of the series continues and that’s so very satisfying.

There will be a fourth book and I do hope it arrives soon… It’s not nice to keep one of the Succubi on the edge for too long you know… As well, a note from the author in this book notes that there will be a spin off series soon… That I do look forward to seeing as well…

 

Tera

Feb 28 2013

Succubi Image of the Week 269

I love pencil art of Succubi… Mainly because it seems to bring out the base thoughts of the artist when they are creating their work… And many times those thoughts are really quite interesting…

Succubus 01 by Cyborspasm

Succubus 01 by Cyborspasm

This is called Succubus 01 and is by an artist on DeivantArt called Cyborspasm. You can see the page I found this work here and the artist’s page is here as well.

Her tail is deliciously sexy and is just perfect for her body shape and pose too… No horns, but she does have a really nice set of wings, and for those that know me, I don’t often like the wings she has. Quite an interesting look on her face, if not a come-hither look, then perhaps a moan caught in mid-purr from her lips?

Interesting hair style, it does come to a taper at the mid-point of her back, which is nice, but also that it trails around her wings where they come out of her shoulders which seems to be something that some people forget would have to happen…

The setting isn’t over the top, which adds to her allure I think, less is more here and that helps quite a lot too. I might have liked to see her with heels to match her standing on the tips of her toes, but considering she is nude, having shoes would look a bit odd wouldn’t it?

Lovely art of a Succubi and another story source perhaps?

Please do visit the artist’s site, they have lots of lovely pieces of fantasy art on their site, such as this one of another Succubus that I think is beautiful, and this 3D art of a Succubus as well!

 

Tera

Feb 27 2013

Devil or Pirate, make up your mind…

I really do not like reversible costumes. They are a mash-up of two ideas that should never be put together. When they are the result is terrible beyond words. And in this case, I think I have found the all-time worst costume ever seen on the Tale…

Reverseable Devil Pirate Costume

It really does defy description doesn’t it?

This is called the Reversible Devil Pirate Costume and it comes with the headscarf, horn headband, the top, the skirt and the reversible belt. The pitchfork, jewelry and shoes are not included.

It sells for around $45 on the sites that I have found it.

Honestly?

It’s about the ugliest thing I have ever seen bar none and that’s saying something.

There’s nothing that I like about, there’s nothing that I want to see in it, and most of all…

It doesn’t even look Devilish, certainly not Succubish at all.

Ugly and really just being that makes this entirely not a choice.

Zero pitchforks out of five.

I hope next week is better… it has to be right?

 

Tera

Feb 26 2013

Desires 66

I wish that I could sing like I wish I could… But I can dream about it…

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Desires – Beginnings

By BStyles and Tera S

Part Two

 

She sat there watching him perform captivated by the emotion of the song. She did something that she had not done in so long. She actually cried as the last words left his lips and floated across the room. There was something there…. Something that she had seen ages ago, but she couldn’t put her finger on it exactly.

She was there on a break really. For a little while she wanted to not be the Queen… Not be a Succubi, just an ordinary women. But that trick was just outside of her powers. So she had to make do with what she was able to create to hide herself.

Her long raven hair as always remained. That was something that she could never bring herself to change. She had made her horns and tail disappear and her eyes just were a sparkling green, not their normal almost hypnotic green glow. She had even put a damper on her normal pull that she had on others. She wanted this to be as pure as possible…

She wore soft coral lipstick and nail polish to tone her looks down to something manageable. A little eyeshadow to brighten her eyes a little. And the outfit was one she had bought, not magically created.

She wore a pair of low black heels that didn’t make her much taller than she was. A simple black dress wrapped around her curves revealing some of her beauty, but not to overwhelm anyone that looked with lust. That would never do. She needed to do this and get an honest reaction from the audience.

Just one honest reaction…

She waited until he had walked off the stage and then she stood up from where she had watched at the coffee bar, and approached the microphone and the stool. She touched a finger to the stool and felt the warmth from his body slowly disappearing and then it was like a little shock was sent through the stool into her finger. She looked at the stool and then forgot that moment of confusion.

She did want to sing just once as herself…

Her hand moved to the microphone and then she held it in her hands. She took a breath and then began to sing with no instruments to back her up…

She wrapped her soul around the emotions within her and then gave her all to the song for the moments it would take…
Give a little bit
Give a little bit of your love to me
Give a little bit
I’ll give a little bit of my love to you
There’s so much that we need to share
Send a smile and show you care…

I’ll give a little bit
I’ll give a little bit of my love to you
So give a little bit
Give a little bit of your time to me
See the girl with the lonely eyes
Take her hand, you’ll be surprised…

Give a little bit
Give a little bit of your love to me
I’ll give a little bit of my love for you
Now’s the time that we need to share
So find yourself, we’re on our way back home…

Going home
Don’t you need to feel at home?
Oh we’ll just have to see…

 

As she finished the last note she put the microphone on the stool. Her ears were ringing for some reason. She walked away to silence or applause she couldn’t tell. It wasn’t important she had realized by the end of the song. The moment was past and she had to walk from there alone into the darkness again. She stepped off the stage and quickly retreated back to the coffee bar and anonymity…

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Perhaps anonymity is something that I desired more then?

I’m not sure…

 

Tera

Feb 25 2013

Riders of the Storm by TeraS

My apologies to readers of the Tale that were expecting Storm Clouds to continue this week.

Storm Clouds will return next week… In the meantime here is a short little Succubus Hot Flash that I wrote a while ago but never shared…

It’s a bit different than my usual writing…

 

Riders of the Storm

By TeraS

 

It was night … no stars in the sky, no moon, either, for the storms of the spring had rolled over the moors and through the fields to surround the little town and wrap it in a cloak of inky blackness …

But he didn’t notice.

He didn’t because he was very much asleep at that moment, warm and comfortable under the sheets, quite unaware of the world around him …

… or the woman standing beside his bed with a bemused smile upon her lips …

She had long wild, red hair. That was the first thing that he would see … when she let him, mind you … then black horns and a long, black, heart-tipped tail. She was a succubi …

Her name he would never know; no one did, save one, and that one knew because she was the Queen of them all. She wore black latex leggings that ended in a pair of six-inch red heels … Come-Fuck-Me heels, of course … a red latex miniskirt that ended a bare finger’s width below her perfectly smooth sex was next … then came the red latex bustier and the black latex fingerless opera gloves on her arms … She was sex personified within the latex, the stiff nipples of her large firm breasts pressed against that latex, crystal clear to any that saw them. Then there were her full, pillow-soft, red lips, and sultry green eyes that shone in the darkness.

There was no doubt whatsoever about what she wanted, after all, given who she was …

She was on the hunt, and he was her prey for that night …

She slowly, ever so slowly, dragged back the sheet that lay over him, and her smile changed from bemusement to knowing. She placed one red-tipped finger against his thigh and stroked against the inside of it, just placing enough pressure that she marked his skin with a white line … marking him as hers from that moment. A little push of her powers into his mind and he fell deeper into sleep; she didn’t want him to awaken just yet … that would never really do …

Like a cat, she then moved to the foot of the bed and crawled up onto it, the mattress not moving at all under her as she did. A press of her right hand against his left leg gave her the space she needed for what she would do next … Again her hand reached towards him, this time to press her nail against the length of his shaft, putting some of her powers into him … After each long, slow, stroke of her nail, he became a little harder … a little longer … the mists of desire that she was enveloping him in fogging his dreams and turning them towards what she was doing to him …

When he was almost hard enough for her, but not quite, then she wrapped a hand around the base of his shaft and drew it upwards and towards her. She began to stroke him … slowly … so achingly slowly … up and down … up and down … the friction of her touch arousing him further and further still …

… but she wasn’t done yet …

A moment later and she kissed the head softly with her red lips before her pink tongue darted out to wet it just slightly … She stroked one finger over the tip and smiled as the first bit of pre-cum appeared there …

… but she wasn’t done yet …

Next, she wrapped her soft, slick, wet lips around it and began to lick and suck on the head, around the crown, tonguing over it … wetly …

… but she wasn’t done yet …

She took her time … savoring him … tasting him … making him harder than he had ever been before in his life …

… but she wasn’t done yet …

Then, with her salvia dripping down the length of him, she began to stroke him with her hand once more, sending heat and need through him and drawing him from the dream into the real world where she had him … and she did have him now …

… but she wasn’t done yet …

His eyes fluttered open to see her there, a sultry smile upon her lips, her hand stroking him once, twice, and then a long deep suck of his cock before her lips popped free …

… and her tail, that long, black, heart-tipped tail swishing in the air behind her …

… and he couldn’t think of anything …

… and when she told him to cum …

… to … cummmmmmmmm …

… he did … endlessly … but was somehow receiving more than he was giving …

… but that was for later … later, when she came back for him …

… for now, she was quite done …

… she left him with a soft kiss on his lips …

… and he didn’t need to think of anything else for a long time …

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