Jul 02 2015

Succubi Image of the Week 389

Some cute and wonderful Succubi art today on the Tale… Another of the fun Succubi that I adore in their personality, poise, and expression… All good things for those with tails and horns…

Devil by pandakim

Devil by pandakim

The art is simply called Devil and is by pandakim on DeviantArt. You can find the original page here and this artist’s page can be found here.

I feel like this particular Succubus would fit right into the Realm really well. There’s something about her look, the way she holds herself. The outfit is deliciously sexy and fun, her tail just works with her body in just the right way too.

I like the way her horns match her outfit and shoes, it’s a neat little touch. Normally I don’t care for long pointed ears on Succubi, but they fit her well and seem like echoes of her horns and I think that’s a neat little touch.

The background just frames her in the right way, bringing the drawing’s focus inwards to her face, the quizzical expression she has, and the look in her eyes. There’s an amazing personality and character to her and that, for me, is the thing that makes this art one of my favourites for the year…



Jul 01 2015

The Realm’s Canada Day is here once more…

Canada Day has arrived in the Realm, and as such it is the tradition that our Poet Laureate gives another verse in the wonderful version of O Canada that he has been generously creating each July 1st… And so, with no further delay…


O Canada!
No Realm, but one nice land!
True patriot love in succubi command.
With playful hearts and glowing eyes,
quite mischievous and free,
above our bangs our horns shall rise,
O Canada, for thee.
Gorgeous and glad, glorious and free,
O Canada, we swisch our tails for thee.
O Canada, we swisch our tails for thee.

Incubi, too,
stand proud, tall, and erect
(watching their mates results in great effect)!
Their tails reach out to wrap around
the beauties whom they see,
arousal in each sight and sound
sets their libidos free!
He touches her, Eternal-ly!
Make Canada the Realm and set it free!!
Make Canada the Realm and set it free!!

In Canada
we try not too make spills,
and, in the Realm, we first break stiff men’s wills.
We don’t approve of making mess
that’s not necessary.
With huggles we get more success
(what fireworks we’ll see!).
We’ll tie and rub to set you free;
send Canada upon a lustful spree!!
Send Canada upon a lustful spree!!

Come closer, dears;
our scents are in the air.
You’ll be seduced, and we’ll not leave our chair!
Your Queen is neat. Ours has her beat
in sexuality.
Both Will and Kate will feel so great
once they stop in for tea
(or Diet Coke). Just watch and see.
O Canada, we’ll rev your royalty!!
O Canada, we’ll rev your royalty!!

Will Canada
hang on to all its dough
while other lands have economic woe?
Those succubis have tempting eyes.
One look, we think of sex!
Not one pays out; one stare, one pout,
she instantly collects.
Their bonds bring sweet maturity.
Oh, Canada, cum into solvency!
Oh, Canada, cum into solvency!

In Canada
state secrets do not leak.
No Snowdens here
to dig them up, then speak;
but succubi, were they to try,
would get them in a blink.
It’s no surprise; the coolest spies
melt, babbling, at a wink.
With one soft kiss, they’d take a knee,
and, Canada, they’d give the Realm your key!
O Canada, they’d give the Realm your key!

O Canada,
your capital is hot.
Your leaders, though . . .
. . . most definitely not!
How could Rob Ford be so adored?
He’s one big, sweaty mess!
Our Queen is cool, makes thousands drool
in her red summer dress.
Cum, vote to live harmoniously.
O Canada, enjoy all we can be!
O Canada, enjoy all we can be!

Hey, Canada,
are you sure its July?
Grey, chilly, damp;
when will we see blue sky?
No cloven feet, but we’ll bring heat
and warm you one by one.
With horns and tail, we never fail
to make warmth so much fun!
Friends from the Realm thaw you with glee.
O Canada, we’ll get you hot quickly!
O Canada, we’ll get you hot quickly!


Oh there will be quite a lot of heat… That much I do promise…


Happy Canada Day!



Jun 30 2015

A Review of A Harvester of Souls by R. N. Fontenot

A Harvester of Souls by R. N. Fontenot

A Harvester of Souls by R. N. Fontenot

Some stories are filled with sadness. It becomes the core of the story and cloaks all else in the darkness that comes with that sadness. The question of how one deals with loss, despair, and in the end, the sense that nothing is worth anything any longer is a difficult story to tell.

Love, it is said, exists long after life itself. We remember those that we have loved and lost and in that remembering we can either gain from the strength or lose from the anguish that it holds.

Sometimes, we can have both, but then what transpires isn’t always the happiest of times…


The work tells of:

Leandra St. Thomas Yvonne needs a soul. A strong soul. One that can withstand more torture and agony ever experienced by any one man. Unfortunately for her, that soul is forever lost…

She is a lilin; a succubus. The firstborn of three. For now she must be content with roaming the earth and stealing away souls. But over the years, her conscience has grown in weight during the passage of time and the centuries of dead bodies strewn behind her as she has fed, sometimes without mercy.

Now she seeks to put her own soul to rest and ease the burdens of her life. But after a visit from a vampyr, long thought to have been extinguished from the world, she soon finds that being a succubus may very well get her killed. And the thought of death is most becoming to her.

But she will die on her own terms.

Leandra is a succubus who’s past is filled with loss. The love she had was taken from her, the loss gutting her deeply and now she is but a shadow. She is a quiet terror in the world that takes and leaves nothing but death and loss in her footsteps. And now someone is walking those footsteps intent on ending her and her kind.

The story is told from Leandra’s perspective and, as a whole, save for the moments she remembers the one she loved, it is ever so sad that all she seems to be, even in her best moments, is a horror wrapped in an illusion. She is the image of the Succubus that dooms all around her in order to keep herself alive.

The same can be said about her sisters Nystirra and Miranis who are twisted mirrors of Leandra herself in many ways. The three of them are Lilin, the last three of their kind, birthed from Lilith their mother. Lilith is spoken of, but not seen in this work, but Leandra’s two sisters are and in some ways they are stereotypically “evil” but in others they are something more than that, though trying to see that through Leandra’s eyes it is difficult to see what that is exactly.

The story is not erotica, save for some passing moments when Leandra brings that which the ones she must draw from to survive their fantasy. It reads as more of a mystery/adventure story as the work unfolds and events conspire to force Leandra into a choice that she has no choice in.

I found it difficult to like Leandra at many points in the story, though it is clear that what she does is a matter of survival, that survival becoming more and more difficult as the story progresses. There’s some interesting connections to past history which made a good deal of sense and fitted in with what Leandra needed to survive.

The work ends on a cliff hanger, obviously leading towards the next work in the series, but regretfully that work never appeared. It’s a shame because there are many questions that are asked not just by the reader, but also Leandra herself. Questions of why her love was killed, what made it happen, why she is being followed, and why it is that now she must trust someone that she should not. Then the questions about Lilith, Leandra’s sisters, and Leandra herself come into play. There is a lot of universe building in this work that I thought worked really well, but we never see the result of that and that’s the larger shame.

But the one thing in this work that muted my enjoyment was the overwhelming sadness, loss, and pain that Leandra suffers throughout the work. I found it hard to keep reading when there was no joy, no hope, no glimmer of some little bit of light to be seen. Part of that is the time where this story is set, it was not, by far, the best of times… But did it need to be the worst? I’m not quite sure about that point honestly.

Three out of five pitchforks.

It is a shame that nothing more came from this series, for the questions of these sisters, Lilith, and the reasons why things are the way they are need some answers. It is a story filled with grief, loss, remorse and more, but there is a glimmer of something more in the story and that is something I would have liked to see unfold…



Jun 30 2015

A Review of Shadow by Darque Maven

Shadow by Darque Maven

Shadow by Darque Maven

The opening work in what was supposed to be an ongoing series with an incubus as one of the characters this time for review. Sadly, as of this review, the second work has not appeared, the questions remain and the heat still simmers.

It is a shame really because the beginning looks to have quite a lot of promise within it. There is substance here, which would be nice to see be transformed into the series that could be. Perhaps that will happen sometime, but we shall see I suppose…

  • Title: Shadow
  • Author: Darque Maven
  • Length: 21 Pages
  • ASIN: B00U93JQ9Y
  • Publishing Date: March 3, 2015
  • This work at Amazon.com

The work tells the story of:

In the dark, he will come…

Toffee-skinned Brynn has never liked things too complicated, and her life is fairly simple until a nightly visitor begins to interrupt her sleep cycle and shatter her perceptions of reality and dreams. The dark becomes a place where pleasure and passion intertwine, and she discovers she’s caught the eye of a being beyond anything she’s ever encountered.

Brynn’s nights are interrupted by the appearance of a being who lusts for her in many ways. The teasing and suggestiveness of his actions grows over time until finally she comes face with him and it isn’t in her dreams. A moment of passion, a claim made, and Brynn finds that she is the favourite of an incubus and all that means.

As the opening work in a series, the story tells quite a lot about Brynn, her life, what she has experienced and what her thoughts are. As that part of the story is told, there is a hint that something else is happening around her and it is that mystery which Brynn finds herself puzzling over and then being ensnared by.

I found that in telling Brynn’s story in the way it was, there was a real connection made with her. In her thoughts came her truths, in her experiences with the incubus there are hints of what she finds arousing and then when she finds release, it is told in a way that is very hot and sensual. The author has a lovely way with telling the moments in which Brynn submits to the incubus, but at the same time there are reflection of her concerns and fears which also makes the story better overall.

The incubus himself is never named, but his description makes it clear that he isn’t stereotypical in appearance which is good to see. He is dominant, there is no question of that, he has an otherworldly aspect to him that makes him more than what might be expected of him. There’s a certain tone in his character that is different, intriguing, and in being so that adds a lot to what otherwise could have been a simple hot flash with nothing else within it.

Story is very strong in this work and being that it is the first work in a series, it has to be so. The story leads seamlessly into the erotica and then, once the heat passes and the ending of the story approaches, the story returns in strength. The ending isn’t abrupt or feels out of place. It is very much an aspect of Brynn’s personality and in being so it tells of where the series goes from here.

But there hasn’t been a continuation of the series and that’s more the shame here. There is a really captivating mystery here, to explain why Brynn is so attractive to the incubus. To tell the story of the incubus and what the hints he has given so far mean overall. There are some really well constructed plots to carry onwards and it would be really nice to see that happen.

There are a few points at which the author needs to edit things, a few misused words, one or two spelling mistakes, but overall nothing that took away from how good the overall work reads and how much anticipation it give with what would come next.

I’ll give this work four out of five pitchforks.

Really an excellent beginning to a series with two very well thought out and told characters. A lot of mystery to unfold, a story that holds up quite well. It is a shame that the “coming soon” note by the author at the end of the work has not transpired as yet.

Perhaps it will and the rest of the story can be told…



Jun 29 2015

A Day Off By TeraS

To my amazement … I have a cold. Being that it is, technically, supposed to be summer here, that really shouldn’t be happening. Still, I am sniffling and, overall, I don’t feel all that well. I might even have to take …


A Day Off
By TeraS


One of the constants in the Realm is that Tera, on the whole, tries very much never to take a day off from her duties. Whether they are real or imagined by her, they matter and, as such, she finds it to be the most difficult thing to take some time away for herself.

However, amazing as it may be, and though it is a story that seems to most to be impossible, she did, once, take a day off. The universe didn’t end, and there wasn’t a massive disaster or some other event to bring things to a screeching halt.

Of course, that day began with her trying to get out of bed and going off to her duties in the Realm. She even managed to make her way as far as the kitchen before she found herself carried back upstairs by Keith, her Eternal, tucked back in and told that things had been taken care of. The thing was, she had never noticed His Majesty picking her up, because, feverish and feint, had passed out into his arms when she sneezed.

“You are sick, my love,” Keith whispered warmly, “and the rest of us can handle things while you rest.”

She of course, said that she wasn’t and they couldn’t, insisting that she needed to be up and about. But, after a good deal of persuasion and a bit of tail rubbing done in the way that only Tera’s Eternal could know, she relented and fell asleep …

… at least until Keith had left.

Then she was up again, this time rummaging for a warm sweater in one of the bedroom closets. Of course she couldn’t take time off! There were things to be done, and she needed to do them. Having just pulled her favourite fuzzy red sweater on, she found Rianna standing in the doorway and frowning. The Princess told her mother that she would look after the visitors to the Realm and the Queen should be back in bed. Tera brushed that off, saying that she had to be there, but in the midst of doing so, she sneezed—quite loudly—and, with that, Rianna laid her mother back down, pulled the covers over her, and went off to take care of things.

Tera, of course, couldn’t stay in bed. She managed this time to make it out of her front door, all bundled up and looking quite miserable—something that, if she was in her right mind, would have concerned her. As she walked into the yard, her heart called out over the fence: “Dear One, you shouldn’t be up.”

“Things to do, my heart. Simply cannot be lying about in bed, otherwise they will never be done.”

“Couldn’t you try to do them from bed instead of making yourself sicker still by going out?”

She paused in mid-stride and replied: “Well … no, not really. I mean, it wouldn’t do for the Realm to see me sick in bed.”

“So it would do for them to see you sick in other places?”

Again, Tera considered, her tail in its cozy flicking slightly: “I am expected to be, as they say, ‘on the job’ my heart. I’ll be fine, I won’t overdo.”

He shook his head and sighed: “Dear One, you are overdoing right now. Turn yourself around, go back to bed. The Realm can carry on as things are for a day … or two … or longer.”

“But …”

Adjusting his glasses, he replied: “There is no ‘but,’ Dear One. Turn your Royal Tail around and go back to bed.”

She smiled, a little bit of her usual mischievous self appearing among the sniffles and snuffles: “I have the feeling that you are in cahoots with Keith and Rianna to keep me home, my heart.”

He chuckled: “I assume you are aware of baseball and what it means when you have three strikes?”

Tera nodded.

Nodding in the direction of Tera’s home, he explained: “Well, you just had your third. Now go back inside, crawl into bed, and get some rest. You are, at least for today, out of the game, Dear One.”

Tera looked at him for a moment, as if thinking that she could just continue onwards, suffer through the day, and just manage as she needed to. But he took her left hand in his own, put his right on the small of her back, and began to lovingly but firmly lead her back to the Royal Bedchamber. “Be good, Dear One, and I’ll bring over some fresh-baked cookies.”

Tera started to laugh, but the cough overcame her for a moment. She thought she could wave him off, but he was there and guiding her back inside.

He returned the Queen of the Realm to her home, to her bed and, after a bit of searching, found a warm green blanket to put over her. Within moments, he had a mug of tea—his special blend, of course—in her hands.

She lay curled up there, looking at him on the other side of the room, and sighed: “I am sorry, my heart. I will be fine.”

Settled into a rocking chair, he looked up from the book he was reading: “Oh you will be, Dear One. I’ll be here in case you need something, after all.”

She started to protest, to explain that she knew he had things to do and needed to be off doing them. This took some time between the sniffles, but she managed to do so.

He just smiled: “I’m taking a day off, Dear One, and you wouldn’t want me to not enjoy my day off, would you?”

Tera blinked: “But you don’t take days off, my heart. Your sense of duty is every bit as strong as mine.”

He shrugged: “If you can, then I can.”

Setting the mug on the floor beside her bed, Tera snuggled a little deeper into the blanket: “Really cannot, you know.”

He turned a page: “Really can … we both can. One day will not be the end of things. We are simply putting the world on hold. It can wait, for a time.”

Closing her eyes, Tera asked: “What are you reading?”

“I’ll tell you about it sometime. Sleep for the moment, Dear One. You’ll feel better tomorrow.”

He thought that she had fallen asleep and had turned through several pages when she asked: “Will there be cookies?”

He chuckled: “Promise.”

Jun 28 2015

A Review of Succubus by Miss Irene Clearmont

Succubus by Miss Irene Clearmont

Succubus by Miss Irene Clearmont

There are very few novels which have history at their core. It is the telling of that history, not just in the characters, but the world itself, that is what separates them from all else. To be able to weave a story within which there is something special, something unique, that is a gift, a rare one to find.

I had encountered a work simply titled Succubus written by Miss Irene Clearmont, but at the time that it came to my attention it seemed that the opportunity to see what the story was not likely to happen. I could not find a copy, and it seemed as if the work would remain a mystery to me.

Recently, the author contacted me, the ways of the internet are a mysterious thing really, and she gifted a copy of her work for which I am so very grateful. I had hoped for a story with substance, with purpose. Characters that were captivating and drew me into the story, not letting go. I am so very pleased to say, beyond a doubt, that the author succeeded in this.

The work tells the story of:

Erotic horror and female domination, in both modern and classical form, is the order of the day in this horrific tale of men under female control from the ever inventive and diabolical Miss Irene Clearmont.

With “Succubus”, the glorious Miss Irene gives us the tale of a beauty with roots dating back to the time of Carthage – and a need to control, dominate and destroy her male victims that is equally as old.

Male victims whose essence she takes during sex ensures she maintains her youth and beauty.

The world contains mysteries and questions beyond understanding. The path of Elspeth is one that has been touched by her for centuries uncountable. A need within growing stronger, a means being searched for. But along with that comes another searching for something else which will draw them both and other together into fates unknown.

Simply the most amazing piece of Succubus literature that I have read this year. The detail in the story, the presence of the characters is just exquisite. The work is not a simple piece of erotica by any means, there is so much more to be seen within the pages. It is complex, gripping, and once begun simply cannot be put down.

The main character, Elspeth, passes along a journey from the far past to the present day and as that unfolds history is seen through her eyes in one moment, but at the next, her own need and desire pushes at the limits. The story tells of her struggle with herself on the one moment, but in the next her deeply rooted need to dominate, control, and survive.

The myths of Succubi are mixed with that of Incubi and the Lamia among others. There are some wonderfully complex myths that come into play over the course of the story and this brings Elspeth’s journey into sharpen focus.

Elspeth herself changes with time, becoming kind of a chameleon as need be in order to survive. Along the way we see her encounter her prey and then see what her belief within drives her to do. There is a good deal of dominance in her character which I thought was well told in the work. She does have needs as a Succubus, which cause problems for herself and the ends to many others, but this isn’t done haphazardly or at a whim. There is purpose, direction, and reason to a point in her actions which did hold the story at the fore of the work. There is some lovely heat in the erotica, a bit of Succubus mind control appears here and there which I thought was well done also.

The writing is solid, there are no moments of being taken out of the story, or a misstep in a word or phrase being out of place. Every action matters. Every event in important. Every character, no matter how small their role, drives the story onwards and that tells of someone that knows their craft, why they are writing the work and where they want to be when it is over.

There is an Incubus that appears in the work as well, and it is an interesting exercise to compare him and Elspeth’s natures. Both are complex, both are predators, but more importantly, it is the difference in their attitudes, what they desire most of all that separates them.

The work is told in three arcs, all interconnected and I found that in being written this way there were moments that connected back and forth which added to the overall understanding of Elspeth which I appreciated. To see how events swirled around her, what the consequences were at later points along the story was breathtaking at times.

The work ends on a twist that is quite unexpected, but in doing so leaves behind many questions and thoughts to wonder over. In doing so the work leaves a lingering impression that is wonderfully done. The strength of the work comes in the characters, their lives and the choices they make. Simply wonderfully told and more.

Five out of five pitchforks.

Highly recommended. While a bit less romantic than I normally prefer, that is well overshadowed by the strength of the characters, the power of the story, and more.

My thanks again to the author for sharing this work with me and satisfying my curiosity. Well worth the read by any measure and I wish the author all of the best in her future writings…



Postscript: Would you like to read this work for free?

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All you need to do is write the author of this work at Irene@MissIreneClearmont.Com and put “Tera sent me” in the subject line of your email.

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Jun 28 2015

A Review of A Violent Seduction by Kiki Howell

A Violent Seduction by Kiki Howell

A Violent Seduction by Kiki Howell

When a story is written, there needs to be a sense of jeopardy. A threat appears, a problem, something that brings characters together and in doing so it drives the story forwards. Sometimes that point in the story, the description of it, is written to the point where the physical and mental pain suffered is so awfully cruel that the rest of the story is harmed by it.

Spite is a terrible thing and using it as a means for revenge is even more so… worse when all it does is bring suffering and pain.

  • Title: A Violent Seduction
  • Author: Kiki Howell
  • Length: 31 Pages
  • Publishing Date: October 1, 2014
  • This work at Amazon.com


The story is of:

When David stumbles into Myrissa’s Wiccan Supply Shoppe — the man bruised and bloody, complaining of strange occurrences and true night terrors — she agrees to help him. After studying his clouded aura and listening to his story, she believes he’s been cursed, bound to a succubus.

Agreeing to come home with him, cleanse his apartment and try to banish the sexual predator, she gathers her supplies. What she witnesses and battles though proves darker and more seductive, than she could’ve ever imagined. Will her magic be enough? Or will she also fall prey to the dark and violent seduction of a demon?

David is cursed by a witch and as such has a Succubus bound to him that cares only about doing harm. At the end of his sanity, and not understanding what is happening, he takes a chance to talk to Myrissa who agrees to help him, but that help will cost them both.

While this work has a succubus as one of the characters, she is never named and really only appears as more of a spirit than anything else. She is described by David as a very dominant, sexually powerful woman and she does appear in a smoke-like form to Myrissa as well. Beyond that there really isn’t much said about her save that all the succubus is interested in is very violent sexual encounters and quite literally taking a pound of flesh from David. The succubus seems to be a very stereotypical sprit of evil and really not a lot more than that. For how little is seen of her, that was not what I expected from the opening page of the story and I wish she had been more than she was.

David is abused, hurt, beaten and worse by the succubus and the descriptions of what happens to him are, for me, really awful things and I didn’t care for any of that at all. I don’t care for pain, I don’t care for abuse, and in the end the story was centred around all of which David had to live with and that was my single problem with this story. The abuse just was in every page, every moment and I do understand that it needed to be there for the story as a whole, but nonetheless at times it seemed too much so and it took away so much from what otherwise was an interesting story.

David, who he is, what he lives with, tells a lot about his character, the inner strength he has, and more, it speaks to the good that is in him. There’s hints about his past, what he was like before the succubus appeared and by the end of the work I really wanted to see more of that. Myrissa herself is really a fascinating character as well, I loved her personality, her intelligence, the power she had in her will and otherwise. Again, there is a lot of story in her character as well, and there are hints about that, but they, like the story of David, are smothered by the violence in the work and because of that, the character development suffers I think.

If I set aside all of the pain, the descriptions of the physical injuries that David has suffered, there is a story about compassion, strength, and will. That story I thought was well written with characters that I cared about very much. There’s a tiny bit of erotica in the story, which fit the rest of the work well. The work reads very much like a supernatural mystery adventure with a bit of heat in it and looking at the work in that vein I think it does exactly what it, and the title, clearly sets out to do.

But I really cannot completely take the violence out of the story and as such that takes away from my enjoyment of the story. There are pieces missing, ones that I think as a postscript to the story might have been interesting to see. For example, what if Myrissa confronted the woman that cursed David? What happens then? Beyond that, what happens after the last page of this story as the final lines really do point towards another story and I think I would like to see that. It would be , at least, not nearly as violent and perhaps in that, there could be more told about Myrissa and David too…

Two and a half out of five pitchforks.

The violence in the work really took all of the heat out of it and I think that it didn’t need to. The abuse that David suffers is so overwhelming that it drowns out so much of what otherwise is a very good story in itself. The more the shame really in that and the more the disappointing that the Succubus was what she appeared to be, even if she wasn’t seen.