Dec 08 2012

And Another Morrigan Aensland Tribute YouTube…

Time once again for a Morrigan Aensland tribute YouTube I found to share on the Tale… Rather like the music in it and many of the images of her are just lovely too…

And if you can’t see it here on the Tale:

And, finally, one image that I really liked most of all in the work…


Morrigan Aensland

I have seen other works by this artist, I have no idea who they are however and I would like to know so if anyone does… Please leave a comment?

I have to admit that I found some of the more racy art of Morrigan didn’t quite strike me the right way, though I will admit that I smiled when she appeared in a Maid’s outfit… Really didn’t expect that and I haven’t see any art of her drawn that way… nor did I expect to see her wearing bunny ears instead of her normal head wings…

I will have to do a bit more searching…



Dec 07 2012

A Review of Ancient by Niall Teasdale

Time for a review of the tenth book in the Thaumatology series by Niall Teasdale, Ancient. Yes, I know it is billed as the eighth book but I am counting the anthologies as well in my counting… I reviewed the first book,  Thaumatology 101, here. The second, Demon’s Moon was reviewed here. The third book in the series, Legacy, that review is here. The first collection of short stories from this universe called Tales from High Towers’ Study is here.  The fourth book in the series, Dragon’s Blood is reviewed here. And the review of the fifth book in the series, Disturbia is reviewed here. The second collection of short stories, Tales from the Dubh Linn, was reviewed here. And the eighth book in this series Hammer of Witches was reviewed here. And, you can find the review on the Tale for the ninth book called Eagle’s Shadow here as well.

Ancient by Niall Teasdale

Ancient by Niall Teasdale

This, the tenth book in the series, touches on a theme that really does make me ponder about the series universe as a whole and where it is going from here…

Ceridwyn Brent has invented a way of creating an artificial ley line and is planning to use it to generate free, clean electricity. To do that, however, she needs to start the line in an area of high magical energy and in Europe that means the German Rift. At the end of World War II, a series of huge explosions in German cities cracked open the world, letting demons and fae run rampant, and that rift line is still a huge area of high magic. So, Ceri and her friend, Lily Carpenter, must walk into what is left of Hamburg to initiate the ley line.

Something is wrong in the ruins of Hamburg, however. Sensitives are having strange dreams of some old evil rising from underground and the shadows seem to move on their own. Something bad has woken up and it seems to be fascinated by Ceri. It also has far more extreme motives and, when it follows Ceri and Lily back to London, blood and chaos are not far behind.

There is an underlying theme in this work that revolves around the question of, what frightens you the most? There are some very specific things that Ceri sees in this story that tell a great deal about her. Some of which, if you have been paying attention to the series are quite obvious, but there are some that are much less so which was interesting. More so, the being that Ceri and her friends face reflects and in a way, lives for the application of those fears to gain more power for itself.

The thing of that is, while that threat is faced, the world around Ceri begins to come apart at the seams. It reminded me a lot of the 1950s in America where there was a Communist around every corner and everyone was a spy. The sheer level of paranoia that builds up and around Ceri is really something to see.

What makes that worse is that there are strings being pulled and in that larger questions remain at the end of the work that will, I am quite sure, return again in the series. I am expecting that the question of “who do you trust?” will be an ongoing theme from here till that mystery is solved fully…

I rather liked Ceri and Lily’s comment at one point in the story about how they seem to always be involved in the worst possible situations over and over again… It made me pause and wonder, quite seriously, what it would be like for them to have absolutely nothing of consequence happen at some point in the series… It would never happen of course, but the thought itself was amusing to me at least…

I think this particular story is the most fast paced of the series in that you are taking from place to place and event to event without having a lot of time to reflect on what just happened. In a way that is telling in what Lily and Ceri go through, and that was a nice touch to the telling as well.

At one point Ceri confronts an angel in her home, and, to be honest, I thought that it was the funniest thing I have ever read. The angel is someone that I do hope we see again really as they have quite a lot of personality and would be a pleasure to see return once more. Reflecting against that, the glimpses of the underground of the vampires, the inter workings of the military and government, the inherent fears in them all and the events, mainly bad ones for several characters in the story, are driving forces to the story. It is a shame that in all of that a stupid mistake takes one of them away forever…

There is of course tension in this work from the main story, but as well, there is a bit of tension in Ceri discovering her nature as a Domme and that nature coming out in force as the story progresses. I have to say that I understand that Ceri is changing, has changed and will change further… I am perhaps a bit saddened by the loss of the innocent Ceri for the more worldly one that we see now.

Ceri has grown in her own skin in more than one way as has Lily. There is a bit more known about Twill which was nice and the relationships with Michael, Ceri’s werewolf mate were wonderful to see. He really does come into his own in this story and it is nice to see that he does.

While all of the characters I have come to enjoy appear, the thing that I discovered was that they all have something bothering them and that in a way is Ceri herself. The question is, what happens when she finally becomes who or what she seems to be transforming into. There isn’t a lot physically that happens in this book, but, mentally and emotionally, as I have said before, she has changed…

What that amounts to will be something I will be looking forward to seeing in the future…

Wonderfully told as always, Niall didn’t disappoint and so another five pitchforks of course…

Now, I have to admit that I really was delayed more than I really should have been to review this book, but on the upside, this weekend the next book in the series Dragonfall is being released and in two weeks, the following work titled The Other Side of Hell arrives…

It’s going to be the most wonderful time of the year… Promise.



Dec 06 2012

Succubi Image of the Week 257

This week’s Succubi is something a little bit different.. It is a commissioned piece of art… No, it wasn’t me… but I love the look of this Succubus very much and she’s giving me all sorts of ideas…

Succubus Commission by NeMAfronSPAiN

Succubus Commission by NeMAfronSPAiN

You can click on this image for a larger version, or you can find the original page I found this art on here… Either way I really think that the entire work needs to be seen to enjoy it fully…

It is a Succubus commission by an artist on DeviantArt calling themselves NeMAfronSPAiN and you can find their artist page on DeviantArt here as well…

I have to say that her outfit really reminds me of the one that Vampirella wears normally… That’s not a complain, it looks right on her I think… I love her tail… Long and sexy and it fits well with her overall look… That look being sexy-dangerous for lack of a better description at least…

I think she looks like a comic book character, and I would like to think of her as, if not a hero, then an anti-hero. Either way she is a striking figure to me and I have thoughts about a story about her that I will have to ponder more fully sometime…

As a comic book Succubus… she’s exactly right and I have seen a lot of them… this one tops them all…



Dec 05 2012

Demonique, a Succubus you aren’t…

Disney characters should not be merged with other ideas… I mean, honestly, why would someone think something like that would be a good idea? Personally I don’t think it is, and more so, I don’t understand why it is that costume designers can’t focus on one good idea…

…and make it good. This isn’t.

Diva Demonique De Vil Costume

For some reason the first thing that comes to mind here is zombie mistake… but I’ll get back to that a little later…

This costume is called the Diva Demonique De Vil Costume and it comes with, and this is where my problems with this start, only the corset, top and skirt. The horns, the gloves, the pitchfork, stockings and shoes are not included.

The costume alone sells for about $50 US and if you add the pitchfork, gloves and lousy horns to it, that would add another $30 US, and you still haven’t a pair of shoes for it…

Now, since the costume doesn’t come with anything Succubus-like in it really save for the colour of it, and there is no tail…

How exactly is this supposed to be Succubus like, which it isn’t, nor Devil Girl like, which again it isn’t…

I don’t care for the look, the model I think as a lot to do with that, far too much mascara on her and it makes her look a lot less beautiful, never mind being sexy…

I just cannot see this being a choice for me personally… It’s a mess, it has very little style, and, most of all…

The costume has nothing in it that you can use for a Succubus costume in the first place. So what’s the point of buying this save for the need to buy the accessories to make it look, even slightly Devil Girlish?

Much too trashy for my liking, I can’t see anything really positive in it either. I can’t see a way to make it better, the overall look is just too much to overcome no matter what I can think of as a solution.

Zero pitchforks out of five for this mess…

Not touching it with a ten foot long pitchfork…



Dec 04 2012

Desires 57

Finally, the Succubi Queen reveals herself and takes a chance… For isn’t that what love is?


Desires – Needs

By BFSlave and Tera S

Part Seventeen


She had placed herself on his lap in that moment. All that mattered was being with him and close to him. Leaving him was the furthest thing from her mind. She had placed her legs on either side of him and straddled his waist carefully. Her arms reached past his shoulders and lay against the back of the couch almost trapping him beneath her.

She pressed her firm nipples into his chest and moaned as the kiss went on and on. Then she couldn’t hold back her true nature any longer from him. She pulled back slightly and sighed softly as she said, “Derek….. I am not exactly what I seem… I am so much older than I look…. I am so much more different than you have seen…”

She traced a finger over his lips and said, “But there is something about you… I know you as well… I have seen you before… I don’t know where…. I’m not sure when…. But you are so familiar to me…. Perhaps you have seen me as I am…”

She rocked back on her legs for a moment, and then in one swift motion stripped off the black dress leaving her dressed in her sheer black thigh-thighs, black stiletto heels, satin panties and demi-bra. She tossed the dress to the side and then shook her head letting her long wild mane of raven hair spill over her shoulders and tease along her chest erotically. She arched her back slightly presenting her cleavage to him, her body quaking in need.

Then she slowly began to release the hold she had on her form. As he watched, her skin began to shift color. From a healthy bronzed tan, her skin turned progressively redder until it was a deep fire red color. Then her eyes glowed a bright emerald green and the glow from them held his attention as her transformation continued. From her forehead a pair of sleek red horns shimmered into existence, the light from the fire behind her reflecting in wild patterns off the shiny surface of them. Then the last transformation occurred. A long sinuous red devil’s tail rose into the air behind her. It wigged in the air for a moment and then the tip began to move slowly through the air. She sat there on his lap quietly for a moment letting him see her like this, so close to him.

When he didn’t move or say anything, she slipped backwards to stand in front of him, the light of the fire flickering around her. She turned away from him for a moment, her smooth heart shaped bum wiggling slightly as she turned. She slipped her fingers to her panties and slowly pulled them over her hips and then let them drop to the floor beneath her. She pressed her hands against her cheeks and her tail wrapped itself around her waist hugging her body gently. Then she turned to her right to reveal herself in profile to him. She turned a little bit more and her smooth wet pussy glistening in the light of the fire was revealed to his eyes. Her tail uncoiled and rose into the air behind her in all it’s glory. She crossed her arms over her breasts and then slipped the shoulder straps of her bra down and then, as he watched, she undid the clasp at the front of the bra releasing it from her body. She uncrossed her arms and casually dropped the bra to the floor forgotten along with her panties.

She turned to face him with a look of not lust but love on her lips and said, “This is what I am. I am a Succubi. I am not a simple woman. I can be every fantasy that you could ever imagine made real. I can give you anything that you wish for in anyway that your heart or mind or soul could imagine…. I asked you if you were sure that you wanted to give me your soul…. I ask you again Derek… Are you sure that you wish to do that? Are you sure that I am the one that you want? Am I the one that you dreamed of? Am I or am I not the one that you need?”

She didn’t touch his mind. She didn’t play with his will. It was his decision alone. She looked at him again softly said, “If you wish you can walk away from me here and now. I have no hold on you other than what you have within you for me. Choose carefully Derek. That is all that I ask of you…”

She awaited his answer with her hands at her sides letting him see all of her, the fire tracing patterns of light over her form as she revealed herself completely to him…


…and she could wait forever if need be…



Dec 03 2012

Speak into the Air by TeraS – Part Three

The story continues today… If you have forgotten the story so far, you can read the first two parts of Speak into the Air here on the Tale…


Speak into the Air

By TeraS

Chapter Three




She heard the voice in her thoughts as she moved from the Realm towards her destination. It was something new for Lily, and it troubled her just a bit. She had heard stories from others about how sometimes, just sometimes, when there was a soul that truly needed them to appear, that soul’s call would come clearly in a succubi’s own thoughts …

… she had never experienced that before: a soul that spoke to her and her alone; a voice that did not scream in passion or howl in demand, but just simply … called.

Lily thought that she would appear beside her caller or nearby and know who it was the moment she arrived. She had prepared herself to explain who she was, why she was there, all of the things that those of the Realm found they had to do for various reasons …

She thought that would happen.

Instead, she materialized between the world of mortals and the world of the Realm, in a strange place she had not seen before.

Grey mists surrounded her, hiding the world around her, and she was unsure what any of it meant. She wasn’t where she expected to be, and it wasn’t quite like anything she had experienced before. She looked behind her and saw clearly—which was odd for how thick the mists were around her—the Realm shining in the distance, her home waiting for her there. But, in front of her, in the way of her destination, the mists pushed against her as if to block her way.


She heard the voice again, just barely there in her thoughts. Why was this happening now? It was stronger before, very much so, and yet … muffled, like there was gauze over the mouth of the one who called her, and it was becoming harder and harder to hear.

Lily moved forward slowly now; there was obviously something going on, and some caution was needed. There were beings that did not see the difference between those of the Realm and those of other places, and it could be one of those beings who was involved in this. The thought came to her that this all could be a trap, that the note wasn’t real, that the voice was a siren song meant to ensnare. As those thoughts intruded upon her, the voice became quiet, and Lily stopped.

She could never say how long she remained there listening … not exactly. Her fingers fidgeted with the note for a time before she finally opened it and traced her fingers again over the words …


When the voice returned—quite strongly now—Lily finally understood: someone or something was trying to stop her from going to the caller. One of the things about Lily was that she was almost as stubborn as Tera once she set her mind to doing something. It was both one of her strengths and also very much a weakness. It was that stubbornness that had pushed her into exiling herself from everyone in the Realm the way she had done. Now that same stubbornness made her push forwards into whatever was trying to block her path. The mists pulled at her wings, her tail, her form, like a web slowing her down, trying to give her a reason to turn back, to abandon her goal, to hide once more in her home and fade away …

… Why was she thinking like this? Someone had called her. Someone needed her. If nothing else, she was going to see who that person was.

When that thought came clearly into her mind, suddenly the mists vanished and, far ahead, so very far away, Lily saw two bright lights in front of her. She knew exactly what they were, and she was brought up short by that realization. She had not seen beings like them in ages, and now two of them appeared, slowly coalescing from light into physical form—or at least what passed for it in this strange in-between place where she found herself in.

“You shall not pass.” The first words spoken were by the female angel on her right. All golden, almost statue-like in appearance, in her right hand she held a short sword and in her left a shield, golden wings, and halo, robes as well.

“You are not wanted here.” Those words were from the male on her left. He, too, was armed, ready for battle, ready to stop Lily from continuing onwards.

They were gatekeepers, and this was a real problem.

Lily wasn’t a fighter, not like some of the Realm were. She nurtured. She lived for life. But with those thoughts also came the images of her home now, how she had turned away from all she once believed in.

As the conflicting thoughts passed through her, she understood exactly what was happening now. They were using her own doubts against her, to make her leave, to turn from her path and retreat.

Lily straightened up, shook out her wings and took a deep breath … “I have been invited. Let me pass.”

“You shall not pass.”

Her tail swished behind her in agitation now … “The calling is clear. They speak my name so I may be with them.”

“You are not wanted.”

Her wings fluttered and then spread broadly behind her … “I am wanted. I am asked for.”

“Turn away.”

“Tell me why I should.”

“They do not know what they ask for.”

Lily thought about this for a moment, but then held up the note, folded again, that Tera had brought to her. “They … Know.”

For a time none of the beings said or did anything. Lily was as much a statue as the two that blocked her path. After a time she realized that, while she had been asked for, the gatekeepers didn’t believe what she told them.

And the doubts returned to her thoughts once more. Was she right? Really right? No one had ever called for her before, not specifically for her. Then there was the fear, deep inside, about doing wrong, about making a mistake, about …

… about causing another disaster.

Her tail lowered, her wings withdrew, and Lily felt the fires that had begun to burn within her start to fade away once more into the ashes she had been living with for so long …


“You shall not pass.”

The note bent slightly between Lily’s fingers as she thought about turning away. One gatekeeper she might be able to get by … but two … Two would cost her if it came to it. She was turning away, to leave with her tail between her legs when she heard the voice again …


,.. and stopped. The doubts that swirled within Lily’s mind left her, and a serene smile appeared as she turned, straightened her back, and took a step towards the two angels.

“Try me.”


Her tail was swishing once more. “Someone calls to me.”


Her wings were wide and strong again.

“That call gives me strength.”


And finally, at long last, the glow of life returned to her, surrounded her, and her own power, the power that was needed, came to encompass her once more. “And I will see them.”


She stood now inches from the two beings and held the note to them, the note itself now beginning to glow … “Try to stop me.”


Dec 02 2012

A Review of Sweet Dreams by Thalia Duiv

Some short stories about Succubi really do nothing for me. It’s either all horror or all sex. No characters to speak of, the Succubus is stereotypical, and I really just find it very hard to like stories with those things going for it. In a small number of pages you should be able to have a hook, a character to care about, and a resolution to the story. It can be done believe it or not.

Sweet Dreams by Thalia Duiv

The story is about:

Marisa has fought hard to win her territory. She is proud to own many fine males. Tonight, she finally claims her latest conquest – a sexy young man with a big appetite.

I think that this is one of the best short stories about Succubi that I have seen in some time really. It’s smart, it’s sexy, and it has a story that isn’t a hot flash, but a tale to be told in it’s own time.

Marisa makes a delicious Succubus, she isn’t traditional and there isn’t any soul taking involved which I appreciated. I also liked that she states clearly in the beginning that Succubi like her do not kill, but feel on sexual pleasure. What’s more interesting is that in her case she does so both in the dream world and the real world which is an interesting combination.

I liked her methods, her thoughts in what she is doing and how she does it as well. There is a sense of past history when she talks which adds to the story universe in a lovely way. But she has no tail or horns, or at least they aren’t mentioned in the story, which is a little disappointing to me as it usually is. But she is sexy and she is a redhead with a very dominant personality.

Reminds me of someone…

It was interesting as well to see her describe her prey in the story. The man she seduces and feeds from, we never learn his name. I think that shows her mindset, that those she has “claimed” are simply the means to an end for the most part. However there is also the slightest hint that she actually cares about this new addition to her… well, I’ll call them pets.

That’s not a bad thing, I rather liked that she had a range of emotions and we saw those a lot in the story. If she was cold and uncaring I wouldn’t have enjoyed this work as much as I did.

Even though it is a short story, it has been edited, checked, and most of all, made into something that holds you in the story rather than making you want to skim and get to the climax… or in this case, climaxes.

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

Too short. Much too short by far. And the author left a door open to a follow up story that I would like to see happen as well. Marisa is interesting, and I would like to know more about her than the small hints and teases that appear here.

A nice read, and it’s a free story at the time this review was written, so you really should go and get it…