Aug 30 2016

A Review of Seduction From Hell by Kevin Landrum

There is such a thing as getting lost in the minutia of telling a story. While telling of a character’s need for a cup of coffee, and their reaction to it, offers a glimpse into them, it isn’t who they are. Telling that story, especially for the main character, matters. Leaving out the why for the sake of telling about the where they are leaves something important out of the story. A reason why.

The solution to a mystery comes from many different directions. Not everything makes sense, not everything has to. At some point the truth will look after itself, even if all else that surrounds it, doesn’t believe in it.

  • Title: Seduction From Hell
  • Author: Kevin Landrum
  • Length: 50 Pages
  • Publishing Date: August 24, 2016
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The work tells of:

A cynical detective clashes with the world of the supernatural.

Detective Miles Sherman has a mystery on his hands. Men are being killed in his city in a very bizarre way, though they all seem to have a smile left behind. The evidence doesn’t add up, the truth, when he encounters it, makes little sense. His faith hasn’t been seen in a while and now he’ll need to find it again to end the monster that stalks the streets around him.

If there is one issue I had with this work, it comes to the almost fixation of following Miles as he stumbles about his world, looking for a cup of coffee, and muddling along much of the time. The book summary says that he is “cynical” and he is by far, but that doesn’t really tell the story about Miles. That is the part of this work that’s missing. While short little hints are given about how he came to be the person he is, it leaves a lot unsaid overall.

The reason for things is telling and that is barely touched upon here. It is a plot point that, I think, the author might have used for the climax of the story, when Miles confronts the succubus, but isn’t. There could have been a way to make the ending feel stronger than it is, to give Miles a little bit of light within his own darkness.

The succubus herself, who isn’t named, isn’t much of a presence in the story as a character. She speaks very little, she really only appears fully in two scenes and even then there’s not much there. Much of her is told in the aftermath of her actions, the evidence left behind. But that’s not taken very far. The details are told, there’s actually some very interesting concepts within that, but it’s not explored too far and becomes a lost opportunity.

She is, as a whole, a little stereotypical, a little bit cardboard in her character. If she is the one that Miles is to battle, then she could have been used to tell the other side of this story. This is something that makes me wonder about her, in a lot of ways. I can see a story to be told, but it just doesn’t get the chance to be.

The sense of deep loss in Miles, how it shapes his character, is ever present and hangs over everything that happens. It becomes more of a character in a lot of ways, than Miles himself. While he encounters others in the story, it’s less about him than it is about his attitude, his nature, that tells the larger story overall.

There isn’t any erotica in this work, really there’s no need of it. This is the exploration of Miles himself and all else is used to dance around the edges of that story. It is that dancing around the core plot that causes that issue with being fixed on the minutia, of telling bits and pieces of Miles’ life and not making the connections he has with some of the supporting characters be more than a passing thing. There are moments where the story seems to want to make Miles connect, but they suddenly stop and the story staggers onwards to the next scene and encounter.

The writing is a little clunky, lacking at times the emotional impact that the author seems to be striving towards. At times the story wanders, almost aimlessly, for really no reason and that bothered me. This happens most strongly at the beginning of the work when Miles first appears. Miles’ character needs to be explored more deeply than it is. The succubus needs to be more within the story than she does. Beyond that, how Miles connects the dots, and how he is driven towards them, needs to be tied up better somehow in the ending.

The ending is a little bit lacking, though there is a little ray of hope which, considering Miles himself, I liked. There’s no twist ending or surprise out of the blue to draw things to a close. But it feels like the ending is rushed, leaving some of the finer points of the plot to languish.

Three and a half out of five pitchforks.

The work needs another editing pass to make the narrative become more alive. As things are, it’s a little too clinical, too forced. The story goes around in circles more than it really needs to. Telling more about Miles, his past, making his character have more depth than just being snarky I think would add more flavour to the story. The succubus herself could be more present in the work, perhaps revealing more about herself or, as a thought, appear to Miles as the one thing he seems to desire more than anything else.

The minutia in the story could be smoothed over some, the scenes told with more emotional impact. As a whole, really that is the singular thing that’s missing here. A story about passion needs some passion, anger, drive. It need not be erotic, but it should have the characters live more than just exist and go through the motions.



Aug 30 2016

A Review of Lilitu by Craig McGray

Lilitu by Craig McGray

Lilitu by Craig McGray

There is a dark side to the succubus myth and being so it is one that many authors take and tell the story of. Sometimes that story can be dark and erotic, sometimes it simply is dark. It can be horrific, without a doubt, but sometimes the horror isn’t all there is.

Taking a slightly different tack to the succubus myth, adding a layer to it can make for something to think about when the story is done. But then comes the darkness in the words and in the end, sometimes the darkness is all that remains.

The work tells of:

A dying man’s last wishes are for the very thing that has delivered him to an early grave. In Lilitu, a seductive temptress returns to her lover’s bedside, but this time, she hasn’t come alone.

The past of a man catches up with him as he waits for her to take what she wishes to have. Along the way he remembers every moment, needing more. But when she returns to him, there’s no such thing as a happy ending for it never does.

The work is told from the perspective of the main character and as that is told there’s no escaping how sad his situation is, the pain and suffering that he goes through and his thoughts about how he came to be where he is. Mixed into that is a tiny bit of lukewarm erotica which really doesn’t do much overall because the darkness and sadness that appears on every page sucks the life out of the character and the story as well.

The succubus-like character, Lilitu, is quite a monster overall, having little in the way of sympathy, only really caring about her own need. The story builds on that point, the main character suffers, over and over again, and finally comes to the point where the next visit will be the last.

The story of that visit brings about the darkest moments of this work by far. There’s no light to be found, no hope, nothing positive taken from the ending and being so I just found myself disappointed in how things transpired.

This is a work of horror, and personally I have problems with horror that leaves me cold. This work did so. I think it might have been more interesting to me if more was told about Lilitu herself. At least something more than the few words she speaks as otherwise there’s nothing to tell of her character, her wants and needs, other than what she does. She’s stereotypical in that and being so was a sad thing to see.

One and a half out of five pitchforks.

A very dark, very sad story overall and I found it difficult at times to make my way through the story. It is meant to be horror, and it is by far, the ending very much so. But the depths of sadness that are in each word took the life out of the story and doing so just made me sigh sadly when the story was done.



Aug 29 2016

Missed By TeraS

This past weekend was my Eternal’s birthday. It was … not what we’d hoped for. There was someone not there, at least not physically. From this birthday onwards, there will be, always, someone …


By TeraS


It is said by many in the Realm that if there is one character trait their rulers share, it is that neither of them wishes any fuss to be made when either of their birthdays arrive. That isn’t to say they aren’t thankful for anything should it occur—which it does, for they each make sure the other’s birthday is celebrated, no matter what. The wishes given and the words shared are treasured. A card, no matter how simple, matters and is adored. Gifts—though they never wish them, and have said, over and over again, that such things are not needed—are accepted with the grace everyone expects.

This particular birthday in the Realm came during a year where there was something, or rather more importantly, someone missing. This particular birthday was the first which dawned beyond the time when a blessed soul was called home to Goddess and she answered that call.

It was, to get to the point, Keith’s first birthday after his mother had gone to her rest.

The time in-between the loss and the natal day was filled with many things, some good, some not so much so. There were moments where the pain, hurt, and ache did terrible things to the royal family of the Realm. They were bent, but not broken. They wept, but did not despair. She did, after all, express to her loving son and daughter that she did not wish them to live in the hurt for all time.

But there were some days where they keenly felt someone missing, someone that had been there before, said the words, shared the joy, gave the gifts, and was, after all, never missing … until now.

The day had dawned with the Eternals in bed together, their tails entwined, snuggled under the sheets. To say who woke first wouldn’t be the question to ask, for it didn’t really matter. What did matter was the feeling within each of them that someone was missing, a feeling which had been their constant companion of late, becoming that much more present on this morning.

She was the first, as was meant to be, to wish him a happy birthday. The words were warm, loving, holding hope that the day would be kind to him, for she was not concerned for herself. He held her close, smiled, kissed her horns and thanked her. His hope was that she wouldn’t be sad today; he had no wishes for himself. Well, there was one thing that he wanted, but she was missing.

The morning was, if one was to be honest, melancholy. The shower was long, he standing there and thinking long after she’d gotten out to deal with drying her wild mane of hair, which always took, it seemed, forever. Perhaps the time in the shower was so that his tears would be masked by the water falling upon him. He couldn’t, after all, be like this throughout the day. It wouldn’t be right, knowing what his Eternal had planned—or thinking he did, at least.

By the time he’d tucked in his shirt, run a hand through his hair, and made his way to the kitchen, the melancholy had faded slightly. It was, to be clear, a start to the day getting better in time. He shared a bagel with her, smiling, a real smile, while she talked about the evening to come. Part of the day would be missing, for the first time. Part of the day wouldn’t be the same: the comfort, the expected moments that had always been. He didn’t allow those thoughts to creep into his expression. But she knew. As she sipped at her tea, she looked at him over the rim of her mug, giving him that look that all souls entwined knew so very well. The one that said: ‘I know. It’ll be okay.’

He trusted in that. He needed to.

Much of the day was spent with the two of them being together, talking. Occasionally there was a call to be answered, from one of the family who was dearly thanked and then asked about themselves. A visit at the door came, as well, at several points in the day. Their daughter Rianna popped by, to hug her parents and tell her father she loved him. Sister Rachel called, wishing him the best, he asking about her, to be sure she was doing alright. His answer to each of them was: “Things are … okay.”

Then there was a visit from Legion, the two men—as men do—clasping hands, nodding, keeping themselves in check, not from some male need to “be strong,” but rather from an understanding that they were both managing. When asked, he admitted: “Missing her.”

A birthday song was presented by Aria, Keith chuckling at some of the more interesting passages. Her concerned question was answered, “Missing her, but things are … okay.”

Noon came and went, the day being a little bit brighter, a little more promising. Their neighbours came to the fence, to wish him well. He spoke with them both, their conversation milling about many things, many moments, many thoughts. He was asked a question, the answer being: “Missing her, today more than ever. Things are … okay.” They nodded, but knew. Afternoon came sooner than expected. He embraced their neighbours warmly, thanked them, and then turned to look upon their own home. He could just make out her, rushing about within, being busy with things she wanted done for the evening to come.

He entered their home and made his way towards the dining room. Being that this wasn’t the Palace, the space was small, and he stood there watching her gathering her utensils, pacesettings, and more. The phone diverted his attention, Uncle was calling, and a long talk about football did bring a smile. A question was answered: “Doing okay … missing her.”

He intended to go and help with things, but the next call was from his father. It was the most difficult call of all: not because of missing her, not because of it being his father. It was the most difficult because the question was asked, his answer could only be: “Love you, Dad.”

In the past. they had dressed up for dinner. Not this year. It didn’t seem important, didn’t feel, somehow, right to be celebrating even if that celebration would only be known by themselves and no one else. At her call, he walked into the dining room and paused at the doorway.

There should have been two place-settings. There were three: one for the soul missing and there, two for the souls hurting and there. The message was clear. It was one that she’d said before: souls were never missing when they were remembered. He smiled, a real smile, knowing that she’d been missing that smile. Then he opened the bottle of wine, pouring out exactly half a glass. She wasn’t missing, she was there, after all, and she would not be forgotten, especially on this day. She always had exactly one-half a wine glass’s worth, no more, no less.

He expected dinner to be a quiet thing with his Eternal, but instead found himself talking to the one missing … no… that wasn’t right: her glass was there, her place was set; she was, as ever, listening to the conversation; he could see her smile, the knowing look from time to time when he, or his Eternal, tried to dance around her questions. He found himself talking to the one he had missed.

Dinner came to a close, they putting things away. The wine glass remained half-full and was brought to their living room. The Eternals laid together on their couch, words not needing to be said. They looked at the wine glass on the table across from them, thinking about the one missing, yet not. The day wasn’t as sad as he expected; it was better than she had imagined. It wasn’t a feeling of getting through it all, but rather knowing that being missing only meant that one was missed.

None were ever missing from the lives they had brought into being, given life to. None were ever missing from the lives they had touched and taught. None were ever missing from the hearts of those that loved them. They were missed, not missing.

That is the important difference between missing and being missed … always.

Aug 28 2016

A Review of The Demon’s Daughter Gets Laid by Nessa Triskelion

The Demon's Daughter Gets Laid by Nessa Triskelion

The Demon’s Daughter Gets Laid by Nessa Triskelion

One of the themes that isn’t, as a whole, really explored is what I think of as the coming of age of succubi. There has to be a point where they come to terms with themselves, who they are and what they desire. If that happens to involve their mother as well, I think that can be really interesting.

Being a succubus means you can “taste” others. Some are sweet, some are spicy and some are just fowl. In a lot of ways that reflects who they are and what they desire, want or expect from a succubus. But then, at the same time, that also allows the succubus herself to, sometimes, teach them a lesson.

The work tells the story of:

Elodie is caught between the normality of the human world and the magical lust of the demon world. Her mother, a full-fledged succubus, uses her powers and charms to drink up the various delights that come from the human soul when they experience pleasure. She wishes that her daughter would do the same!

It isn’t until she opens up with her own power that she discovers the boy she liked so much is just after her for little more than bragging rights, and his soul tastes disgusting! A meal is a meal for a fledgling succubus, and she wrings as much from him as she can, before ordering herself a much finer meal, in the form of two strapping college athletes…

Elodie has a series of problems to deal with. There’s her mother, who is every bit the succubus she is. There’s her boyfriend, who her mother says he’s every bit not. Along the way, Elodie discovers that she’s every bit the succubus she might be, but then she’s not exactly like her mother either. That doesn’t mean however she can’t take some pointers from mom and find her own way.

The single thing that I most enjoyed about this work was the scene between Elodie and her mother which, as an aside, is never given a name and I think that’s a shame. Really Elodie’s mother has a stellar personality, she’s a wonderfully unique succubus and I would dearly love to know more about her. The chemistry between the two is perfect, the teasing, the love between them and yes, the occasional whining from Elodie along the way just work so well.

One of the questions that is never really talked about is how exactly things work in this universe with succubi and other beings existing with humans. How things play out seems to make it clear that it’s expect, normal, and I wanted to know more about that.

The foundation of the work in the opening is well done, it introduces Elodie and her world well. I liked how her thoughts were explored, what she thought about her mom, about her boyfriend and those around her. Elodie reads as a character with depth, she isn’t stereotypical and that worked really well.

Along the way, of course, Elodie finds out the truth and then the erotica comes into play which takes up the majority of the story. How Elodie’s powers are described, what they do, I liked as it wasn’t cast into the story without purpose. Elodie shape-shifts, she uses a bit of succubus mind control several times as well. She acts quite dominantly throughout the erotica, more so with her boyfriend to teach him a lesson than in the second scene of erotica. But she’s never really “evil” or pushes things to the point where she becomes dislikable. She is herself, she has her own desires and she’s true to them.

The erotica is very much focused on Elodie’s own needs. There’s a bit of narrative along the way which interrupts the erotica from time to time, but doesn’t really derail it. The shift from Elodie at the beginning to Elodie at the end of the story seems to suggest she’s changed a bit, possibly shifting her thoughts more like her mother, but the last page offers a hint that she’s not quite like her mother and I was happy to see that.

The work is short, there’s not enough character development, there’s not enough time spent with Elodie and her mother. There’s only a taste of Elodie’s succubus mind control, a hint of her powers and what she can do. It’s a tease, a really good one, but still a tease. The story takes a back seat to Elodie’s scratching of her feeding itch, which is hot, and I enjoyed that overall. I just feel like there’s more to Elodie than the sex she has.

The ending suggests there is more to be told about Elodie, that this might be the opening of a series. If so, I’d want to know more about her mother, see Elodie come into herself, and learn more about this universe. The balance between erotica and story is a bit off here, but then there isn’t time for the story to develop far enough. Given time it can and should.

Three and a half out of five pitchforks.

The work is far too short to really develop either Elodie or her mother in anything like what they could be. The opening promises something more, but soon the story falls into being mostly about Elodie having sex and not really telling a story beyond that. However, there is promise here, Elodie is interesting, she seemed to be different than her mother, at least until she figured out her boyfriend. If she can be more than just “needing” but rather “desiring” something different, I think there’s a series to be told in that. The ending suggests there might be a series to follow, I would like to see that happen.



Aug 28 2016

A Review of The Widowed Succubus by Brian McGee

The Widowed Succubus by Brian McGee

The Widowed Succubus by Brian McGee

The problem with short stories is that so much story is left behind untold. The details which flesh out things aren’t really there, there is no time to explain why things happened and, sometimes, how it all connects together.

Occasionally there isn’t even enough time to say if a character is what they seem to be. Questions are good to have in a story. But leaving out a revelation or two isn’t I think.

Reality is what you make of it. Unless of course your reality isn’t what you think it is. It is someone else’s domain.

  • Title: The Widowed Succubus
  • Author: Brian McGee
  • Length: 11 Pages
  • ASIN: B00K25GUYS
  • Publishing Date: April 30, 2014
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The work tells of:

If something supernatural and strange were happening around you, would you know? Would you want to?

Aaron tells of his past, his confusion, and a woman that isn’t all she appears to be. The path to madness is covered with mistakes, infatuation, lust and more. Sometimes not all of that is one’s own doing.

The work is told from Aaron’s perspective and being so, and considering his current state of affairs, it is a bit confused, disjointed and unclear at times. There’s not a lot of detail as the story is told as if Aaron was speaking to the reader of what happened to him. As a device to tell the story that works for the most part but there are some issues.

Aaron’s story reads very much like a summary of what has happened. There’s little detail to be found as much of his thoughts are about another character and his thoughts about her. There is very little dialogue to speak of, and as such the other characters in the work really never have a voice of their own to share. Everything comes from Aaron himself and as such there’s no real character development. Aaron’s path is complete from the beginning and so there’s nothing to carry him emotionally. Everything is told very matter of factly, leaving all else to the wayside.

The character that Aaron is focused on, Andrea, could possibly be a succubus, but that never really comes out in the story. There are some suggestions that she is, but really to claim she is a succubus is a difficult thing to do, even with the work’s title.

The story is tragic in many ways, both in action and tone. The events are told in such an emotionless way that one cannot be really sure about what happens, save for why Aaron is where he is. All else is conjecture really and interpretation of what he thought, felt, and reacted to otherwise.

I really didn’t enjoy the work very much because of the crushing sadness, loss, and mourning that was always lurking in each paragraph. This isn’t a work of erotica, it’s more a tragic story of one person trying to explain the unexplainable.

Two out of five pitchforks.

A difficult read in a lot of ways, one that could have been fleshed out more, told more about the other characters somehow.



Aug 27 2016

A very quick Morrigan Aensland YouTube sketch

A very quick YouTube today of an artist drawing Morrigan Aensland in their sketchbook. It really is a cute piece of art most of all…


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And, as always, in case YouTube makes the video vanish, here is an image of the completed artwork…

Morrigan by Chany Kim

This is just the most adorable little sketch of Morrigan… I especially love her smile here and the little bits of detail and artistic touches the artist has added in her tights and hair.

A fun and cute image of Morrigan is something I do love and this does that quite well…



Aug 26 2016

A Review of Succubus Cheat Sheet by Samantha Nona

Succubus Cheat Sheet by Samantha Nona

Succubus Cheat Sheet by Samantha Nona

One of the story ideas that I have been mulling is the thought of a succubus with pink hair and horns that is… well… a bit of a bimbo overall. I think there’s a really interesting story to tell in that, it could be a lot of fun. An author released a story recently in which the main succubus character is, as a whole, perhaps not a total bimbo, but she is quite unique and more importantly, she isn’t a stereotypical evil succubus. That interested me.

Not all succubi are perfect. Not all succubi know the right spell, the right thing to say. Learning to be the best succubi one can be is a story about who each of them are. Some aren’t evil, they don’t particularly like being so. Sometimes the most powerful of the succubi are the ones that realize there’s more to their lives than being evil. There’s being smart in their own way… Even if that comes with a few missteps along the way.

  • Title: Succubus Cheat Sheet
  • Author: Samantha Nona
  • Length: 36 Pages
  • Publishing Date: August 23, 2016
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The work tells the story of:

Reina is at the end of her rope as her roommate Karen won’t stop arguing with her boyfriend. She prays for anything that might help the couple make up, but she certainly never would have expected a pink-haired succubus to be the answer.

Discordelia is a succubus in training, and her test is to help Karen and her boyfriend embrace their hidden fetishes and enrich their sex lives. Only the spells are a little too hard for the ditzy succubus to remember, but she managed to write the erotic spells down onto a cheat sheet. Surely everything would turn out like she expected. Right?

Discordelia, better known as Dizzy to all of the succubi around her, has a problem. She’s not quite like the other succubi in a lot of ways, not the least of which is that she’s somewhat of a bimbo overall. Still, pink haired and all, Dizzy needs to pass a test and she knows she won’t be able to without some help. The test is harder than she expected and she’s going to need that help. But a cheat sheet might not be enough to get Dizzy out of the fix she’s in.

The story is summarized to be about Dizzy, but really there’s quite some time at the beginning of the story before Dizzy makes an appearance. The character that draws readers into the story has her own wants and needs, one of them being a rather strong mind control fetish which actually made me smile in how that was played into the overall story. This character pokes into the story at times in a voyeuristic manner which, at least for me, runs hot and cold. She’s on the edges of the story, acts as a catalyst for Dizzy’s appearance, but doesn’t really become part of the story, occasionally she’s a distraction, getting in the way of the storytelling.

Dizzy herself isn’t at all a stereotypical succubus and I enjoyed her personality, her thoughts and her struggles to deal with her flaws and those she encounters around her. Not every succubus is evil, not every succubus needs to be. Dizzy isn’t not by any means, really evil. She’s a bit clumsy, a little unsure and yes, she’s still using training wheels as a succubus, but there’s an adorable aspect to her that I liked in the story.

The thing is, overall, the story is less about Dizzy herself than it is about what Dizzy’s actions do. Dizzy tries to pass her test, we see her thoughts, her worries and at times panicking, but I didn’t feel like there was a lot of character development in her. She hasn’t changed much by the end of the work and I found that disappointing. I wanted to see her have some more belief in herself, to perhaps see something better for her future. But again the story didn’t really hold onto the focus it had on her, drifting to the couple that Dizzy is confronted with for her test.

There’s some moments of heat in that, the aspects of mind control in the work are well told, there’s a bit of a change in the couple, which worked well as it developed their characters and relationships overall. The heat in in the mind control and fantasy being played out between them, and that by itself works as a story on its own. But it doesn’t really push Dizzy’s story other than to tell of her test, how it goes and her grading as it unfolds.

There are quite a number of succubi other than Dizzy herself and in many ways they are somewhat stereotypical in how they act. I accept that Dizzy is looked down on, I understand that she’s not seen as being much of a succubi to those that are “better” than her. But they aren’t not really, and it takes some time before the reasons for that comes out. It’s actually rather sad in what that reason is and how someone that means so much to Dizzy doesn’t think that much of her, especially her hair.

There’s s bit of mind control used on Dizzy at one point and it didn’t quite work for me. The attitude of the succubus that toyed with Dizzy struck me as being counter to what she did for Dizzy. I think there’s a larger story in that, but it doesn’t develop. In the same way, the succubus teacher that administers Dizzy’s test reads odd. There’s a lot unspoken again about her and Dizzy and it’s a story left aside for the sake of what happens in the test for Dizzy and the humans she encounters.

This then brings me to the title of this work. The cheat sheet is at the core of the story, it leads Dizzy on her adventure and takes all of those around her upon it as well. It’s an interesting idea, one that I think worked well. However, the ending of the work left me a little cold. The comment made by the character which begins the story at the end made me wince a bit. It might work, it might make the character’s dreams come true. Should the author continue this work into a series about this, I really hope it won’t be as easy as the character thinks it will.

Overall I loved Dizzy as a succubus, I thought the mind control aspects were very hot and were told well. I was a bit disappointed in the slightly stereotypical aspects of the minor succubi characters, a bit sad that not more was told about Dizzy’s past, her family, and those around her. But this wasn’t the point of the work, it was really to use some succubus mind control on some unsuspecting humans and see what happens. The story is very good on that aspect, but I think it could have been more.

Four out of five pitchforks.

I really would like to know more about Dizzy, her mother, and her world. I like the idea of a pink haired succubus who isn’t stereotypically evil. I like the idea of her being a little bimboish in nature and stumbling along the way. Where I have a little problem is how the author tries to mix in what can only be described as an “interested observer” for the sake of the ending. I don’t think that needed to happen, I don’t believe that the ending really leads into what that character hopes for.

If there is a follow on to this story, I’d dearly like to see Dizzy become what all those around her think she cannot. I’d like her to be, in many ways, like the Succubi of the Realm. I think she is on the path, she just needs to be herself.

Perhaps that’s the story to be told?