Jul 12 2010

Storm Clouds 81 – An ongoing Succubi Story

This is the continuing story of the Succubi called Storm Clouds…

If you want to read previous chapters, please click the link in the Tale header at the top of the page marked Storm Clouds or click here...

Chapter 14 writing continued this week… Needed more storyline I thought… Next week will be same more editing, if my editor thinks more is needed for this Chapter there will be, otherwise I’ll take a stab at Chapter 15…


Storm Clouds 81

Storm Clouds

Chapter 14

By TeraS

After Camilla left, Tom spent the next thirty minutes grilling Bill over what he had done, what he was doing, and whether anyone in his company might have taken it upon themselves to attack Brent and his wife. He came to the decision that, while Bill wasn’t directly involved in what happened, he could not dismiss the possibility that someone who worked for Bill had done the deed . . . or that Bill was hiding something from him.

That bothered him.

It wasn’t that he didn’t believe what Bill had said; it was the sheer stupidity of Bill going off his rocker and going off on a tirade over the injustice that he perceived was done to him.

Tom didn’t enjoy pushing his old friend that way. Worse was trying to break all of his explanations and reasons why he wasn’t responsible for what had happened. Most of the reasons made sense, most of them, but one exchange just about pushed Bill over the edge, and that worried him.

Tom sighed and paced in front of the offices again.  He was sure that the workers inside were looking at him oddly, but he didn’t care: Bill was not quite cleared; that one piece of evidence would damn him in court if it came to that.

Tom hoped that it wouldn’t.

It wasn’t much evidence. But it was enough that fingers could be pointed, witnesses found, and in the end, would send Bill to jail for a long time. But when you are seen threatening someone with death, and promising to harm their family…. that was too much to be ignored.

Bill had explained that he was madder than hell. That something had snapped inside of him when Brent was nearby. “Something ’bout that guy rubs me the wrong way. Just so damn smug. Knows all of the secrets. Stuff that you don’t want out. I dunno how he does it, but he knows where to be and what to look for. Damn frustratin’. He’d be a great spy. Wonder if he is one.”

He continued to pace around for a while. He didn’t know where Camilla had gone, he assumed she would return to the office when she was done talking to Billy. He assumed that she would at least. She seemed like a responsible women, if a bit irritating. It hit him then, why Bill would be driven crazy by Brent.

Tom wondered if that was part of their people’s nature.

Camilla came into view soon after, her heels clicking on the concrete floor of the warehouse. Tom noticed that Billy wasn’t there, and he wasn’t too pleased about that. He had been intending to grill Billy next, thanks to his father’s admission, but was now preparing to go hunt him down and corner him. Filing away the thoughts on his old friend, he called out to Camilla, “Where’s Billy? Have to talk to him.”

“No you don’t. He’s not to blame for this: he nor his father.”

Tom rubbed his chin a moment, then said, “You got a feeling or something?”

She looked around, then nodded and explained, “Let’s just say that my … feelings … are pretty accurate.”

Turning away, he replied, “You’ll have to explain that to me sometime. Soon would be great. You know, before I have to toss them both in jail.”

Camilla looked at him curiously, then followed behind. Tom seemed to be in a rush to get out of the warehouse, and she found herself running a bit to keep up with him. Then she asked, “Do you have something to charge them with?”

“Enough to charge him: making threats. He was foolish in front of a lot of people. That’s a big no-no in things like this.”

“Passions of the heart can make us all say silly things we don’t mean at the moment they are said.”

“Passions can and have killed in the past, you know.”

Camilla had finally caught up to him, and, as she walked beside, started to lecture Tom a bit, “Those are not passions. Those are misguided beliefs and desires that pull one from what is important inward, toward oneself. It is easy to fall to darker desires and temptations than it is to hold onto the more important things within.”

“You know, I don’t understand all of that stuff. I’m just a simple man. I haven’t got the time to deal with theories and wishes. I deal in facts. Give me some of those and I’ll be able to deal with ‘em.”

“All right then, fact: Bill said that he would never harm a lady. Fact: you agree that he would not either. Therefore, he cannot be the one to have done the deed nor order it done.”

“Okay, see that’s not a fact: that is conjecture.”

“Is it? I don’t think so. I have …”

“A feeling? You said that before. What does that mean?”

The pair exited the warehouse, but Camilla did not speak until she was quite sure that no one could hear her.

“I … We … know people by their souls, Thomas. When I touched your hand, I knew that you were a good man. I also knew that you have a troubled past and that you have lost someone close to you.”

Tom’s look was a mix of shock and concern, but, before he could say anything, she continued.

“I did not look deeply into you. I did not look into your memories; I could have, but because I respect you, and you did not give me permission, so I did not. All I knew was that you cared about what happened to Patricia, for whatever reason you had, and so …”

“And so that was your lure to get me involved in this…”

“You did not have to.”

He stopped walking, “You know, I feel like I was pushed into this. That you and Tera conspired to get me involved and make me stay in it.”

“No. I did not. I gave you the card. I gave you the chance to walk away.  You decided that you needed to find out more and you came into our world. Do not confuse the sight of an open door with walking through it. You had the choice. You made it.”

Tom wanted to rant at her, but her logic was sound. He did poke his nose in, and he was deep in it now. With a sigh, he asked, “How much do you know about Bill and his son?”

“Enough to know that Bill has not killed anyone, ever. I can say the same for Billy, as well.”

“Okay, explain that … in simple words so that my mind doesn’t break.”

Camilla laced her hands together and explained, “If you are dark, or have been touched by the dark, if you have killed or done something that serves the dark and makes it gain power, you are marked, in your soul, with that. If I touch someone like that, I’ll know. The same is true of someone who has been touched by the light, but it is different.”

“Weird. Sort of sounds like you are a divining rod.”

She giggled a bit: “Divine I am not.”

And with her right hand she pointed at her forehead.

Tom couldn’t help the smile, “Right. I forgot about that.’

“What most people are, generally, are shades of grey. That’s normal, and what we expect from most. But there are always exceptions to that rule. If either of them had killed, they would not be grey; they would be dark. I don’t sense that in either of them.”

“So, you give them a pass?”

“I give them more than a pass: there is nothing in them that screams they are involved. But …”

“But what?”

“I asked Billy for a favor.”

That stopped Tom in his tracks. Pinching the bridge of his nose he asked, “What kind of favour?”

“I can’t say.”

“Oh come on. He’s a suspect in spite of your feelings about him, You can’t just go and trust someone because…”

“I can and did. In the end I gave him some comfort and in response to that, he agreed to do something for me. He will. He’s as honourable as his father.”

“Did you tell him anything more than what Bill knows?”

“No. We did talk about his mother a while. He misses her. He does not want to lose his father as well.”

Tom stared off into space for a time before ending the conversation with, “We don’t have the evidence to clear him. Right now he’s the only suspect we’ve got.”

“Then we should find more.”

Tom smiled again, “Right. Look Camilla, I know that you… work… differently then we do. I get that. But you have to see that we have rules and laws here and I have to enforce them. That means that without a piece of paper, a videotape, a confession… hell, anything at all that points me away from Bill, I’m going to arrest him real soon.”

“You will be wrong then.”

“I’ll have to live with that.”

“You will not be able to. I can see that.”

“I know. But that’s part of the job. Sometimes I think that I sold my soul for the job.”

With that confession, Tom whistled for a cab. It didn’t take long for one to pull up to the curb. He opened the door and let her go in first. As she did so, Camilla told him with a serious tone in her voice, “You cannot sell that which is held by another Thomas.”

He climbed into the cab, gave their destination and as they drove away, Tom’s memories came back to haunt him again… as they always did…

Jul 11 2010

A neat Succubus Coffee Mug…

Sunday mornings mean time for coffee for some, or hot choc for Succubi like me… That of course means that you need a mug of some sort don’t you?

I really like this one a lot…

This mug displays the art of Delphine Lévesque Demers upon it. There are several works she has created on Zazle.com on various items such as this mug that are from larger works she has painted. This particular work is called Troubled Memories and it shows what she describes as a Devil Fairy thinking about her past as she rests…

I like the overall mood of this work for the introspection she has upon her face, the way her pose seems to express the things she thinks about, what she has done, perhaps remembering things that she wishes not to have done now…

I’m quite pleased that she has small horns and a nice long tail as well. Her wings remind me a bit of Morrigan Aensland’s, they seem to have the same sort of shape and texture to them. Not my favourite thing are wings as regular readers to the Tale know by now…

The larger work is really quite detailed from what I have seen of it, and I hope that you will visit Delphine’s website to see more of her works…

You can find this mug on sale at Zazzle.com here.

And Delphine Lévesque Demers’ website can be found at: http://www.zerick.com/

Lots and lots of lovely fantasy images to be seen on her site… Really love the faeries and, of course, especially the Devilsh ones most of all!


Jul 10 2010

Slinky Succubus Art YouTube…

I came across a lovely bit of art again this week on YouTube… Sort of a Succubus at night thing…

And in case the embedding doesn’t work:


This is the work of an artist named bloodyAnarchywolf on YouTube, who is also known as Kira…

I like the cartoony/aniime look to her, the dress is really nice too… But what really amazes me is the way she takes her line drawing to a finished work… She puts so much depth and texture into it that it really transforms into something very special…

There are some other examples of her work on YouTube on her page, but I haven’t been able to find a DeviantArt site or anything else, which is a shame…

I’d like to see more of Kira’s art….


Jul 09 2010

A wonderful Morrigan Cosplayer…

This past week I received a link to a page on DeviantArt that shows the work of a Japanese Coplayer. They do a lot of things in the Anime world and, what interests me, is that they have done some cosplaying with Morrigan Aensland of Darkstalkers who is, of course, a Succubus…

On DeivantArt she is known as VampBeauty, but according to her official site elsewhere her name is Linda Le. She is American, loves anime and cosplay, and her site has literally hundreds of images of her in various costumes playing characters like Morrigan, and Rei.

She also does a lot of original scifi, fantasy and other charcters as well….

I really am amazed at the amount of effort she places into her costume design and creation, it’s one of the very best that I have seen on the web and I am quite sure she is very proud of her creations…

You can find her DeviantArt site here, and her official blog site here.

She also has an image on DeviantArt of her as a Succubus, but honestly I really don’t like it a lot…

I just can’t see the Succubus in this work myself… I means I’d like to, but I just can’y bring myself to accept that she is a Succubus in this image…

I know that this is a mnaip, you can see the original page with this work here, but there is too much blood and gore and not enough sexy succubiness in it for my liking…

I think to be honest that it’s more like a vampiress than a Succubus really. The blood on her hands and lips tends to make me think that it is.

I’m not saying that this isn’t a wonderful piece of art, but I can’t see it as being a Succubus regardless of the title of the work…

I think that she should really consider doing another version of a Succubus, something that reflects more of her beauty in it.

Oddly that makes me think about her wearing blue horns and a blue tail in a green latex outfit… Something tight and slinky that shows off her curves better as it should…

Hoping to see her do something else in a Succubus sometime soon!


Jul 08 2010

Succubi Image of the Week 133

Some more pencil art for this week’s Succubi of the Week… Certainly one of the more interesting and detailed ones at that…

This is an unnamed piece of art as far and I can tell… The original source file was just a bunch of numbers and a name, so I’ll just call this Succubus image: Devil Girl by Fleming…

I’m not sure if this artist is named Fleming or not, I’m taking a wild stab at this because I haven’t seen this style of art before and since that name was attached to the file, I have to assume that the artist is named Fleming…

I hope so at least…

It’s a little disappointing that the work is so small, I’d love to show a larger one, but this is all that I can find regretfully…

Regardless of all that, I rely love several things… The first is her tail. Just the classic Succubi tail, point and all… Much like the one I have in my avatar and other works…

She has a lovely set of small horns in exactly the right place as well, but the really interesting part is how her hair, the necklace she wears, and her tail all combine to cover up the fact that she is quite naked in truth… That is something teasingly seductive and Succubus-like…

Oddly she seems really familiar to me, as if a model was used as the basis for this work, but I can’t quite put my finger on who it is… If I manage to figure that out, I’ll add to this entry in the Tale…

Yummy stuff, really so much the perfect image of a Succubus…


Jul 07 2010

Too much tacky for a Succubus…

Still poking around the web and seeing what costumes there are for Succubi on Halloween…

This one has a rather large helping of tacky in it really…

I’m going to call this one Devil Tacky, although on the site I found it they call it Sexy Woman’s Devil Costume…

I don’t quite know about that…

This costume’s dress is made of vinyl and comes with Va pair of horns, a neck piece, long sleeves and the garter. The pitchfork, shoes and thigh-highs are not part of the costume, you have to buy them separately…

It’s available for $44 US, but if you look around, you can find it for around $25 in some places…

I just don’t like this a lot. There is soooo much tacky that you have to cut it with a chainsaw to get rid of it all and even then I don’t think you will be able to work out that miracle… Regardless of all of that, and maybe in spite of it, is there a way to save it?

The basic costume I don’t think so. Honestly I don’t think a lot about vinyl costumes, the look of them for one thing, they just look cheap and that translates in my mind to tacky…

Another costume that gets half a pitchfork out of five…

There must be something better than this….


Jul 06 2010

Temptations 68

Why is it that some things found cannot be kept? And if they can be, they cost you more than you can ever imagine? The Queen of the Succubi never could understand why that was…


Temptations 67

By TeraS and Legion & Alei

I look on in horror and disappointment as I listen to Maria.

“She is right, she has much to learn, she does not have a true mother’s heart.  She is not willing to put the love of her children ahead of all else in her life and she is willing to sorely damange them for her own desires.  It would have been far better if she had never met then, then they could have found one that truly wanted them, truly was willing to sacrifice all and everything for them.  But now they will once again feel the pain and sorrow of losing a mother.”  I say in a low voice.

“Tera, that can not be permitted, nor can we send one such as her back to these children, whether under Legions spell or not.  A replacement for Maria must be sent, one who can slip into her mortal life without a pause.”

Tears begin to form in my eyes as I look at my beloved.  “If one can not be found … then I will go … I will need her form … her memories … just promise me my love … that you will not leave my life … I can bear a lot … but not that.  I will always … always be yours. I will see that this family never wants for love.  Oh Tera … I am cursed … to find you … and now … ”

I turn, not being able to bear to look at my beloved … my tear filled eyes falling Legion … anger brimming and swelling behind them.

Inwardly a sigh of weariness escaped him.  He had known his little endevore would be difficult but this was just silly. Nothing he did was seen in a positive light, only evil and dark, it didn’t take any great perception to see the Queen’s consort looking like she wanted to kill him.

He had been quite polite to this point but it was time to be firm.  Sighing at all the drama he shook his head, “My lady, there is no need to be so dramatic.  It will be of fair ease to find someone to slip into Maria’s role, if that is your desire.  Having children and a family is a heart’s desire I deal with often, and I will be sure the one that is choosen is ‘correct’ for them.”

He rose from his chair and walked over to the both of them, “Now, I must say that the quality of this visit has been very poor.  I came to you in peace, wished only to talk, I hid nothing nor did I lie about anything, including Maria.  You asked to see her, I complied, you still doubted and insisted that i bring her hear.  I told you that was unwise but you said you would not trust me otherwise.  So, simply to earn your trust I broke a pact, something I have never done.”

He shook his head, “Now you are all furious with me because Maria made a bad choice and did not think the consequenses through.  I gave her and the family she was with what they wanted.You in doubting my intentions are the ones that made me break that pact.  Would Maria and her family lived perfectly or would they have broken in time?  I do not know, any more than you do for none of us know the future.”

He looked over both women, “How utterly human of you to be furious at the wind because it blew the tree that fell on the power lines and caused a black out.  The family that Maria was with will have the best I can offer in a replacement, I give you my word.”

“I … am furious because of what this may cost me.  You have no idea.”  I say as a tear of sorrow mixed with rage flows down my cheek.

“You are neither good nor evil … you are like the genie in the bottle, granting wishes, not caring overly for the consequences as long as you gain from the transaction.  But you are right, you are not to blame for Maria’s heart.”

I stop and turn … looking at them all, and suddenly I do know the answer.

I turn and walk over to Maria and look at her standing there her own heart torn, so uncertain and confused.

I look at Tera.   “My love … if I might.”  I say moving forward. “If you will permit me, I think I can help.”

Tera still held the page between her fingers and said to Andrea, “Anything would be better than the final choice that I would have to make otherwise…”

She looked at Legion again, “It is not hate… It is the lack of understanding of what matters and why and how… There is but one thing in my realm that matters… That one thing is so obvious and necessary and yet it is the one thing that so few have been able to see…”

A sigh then, “Wars have been fought over it and lives changed because of it… Sacrifices made and promises kept in it’s name… The need to have it and hold it surpasses all else now and forever in my realm…”

Her tail swisched a bit, “We will not go to the old ways… We will not take the sacrifices made and make them dust upon the wind… There is no room for what the Dark needs and the Light expects… I will not have my kind serve in either world…”

She released the page and closed the book with a snap of her wrist, “We are the bridge between them both…”


Yes… The Queen isn’t happy at all is she?