Aug 19 2016

A Review of The Hot Wife and the Incubus by Eden Redd

The Hot Wife and the Incubus by Eden Redd

The Hot Wife and the Incubus by Eden Redd

Over time I have reviewed a lot of Eden Redd’s works, mainly because she writes quite a few stories that have either succubi or incubi, or both, characters appearing. While that does happen, a lot, the main problem with her stories comes to two things. One, the editing leaves a lot to be desired, and two, much of the erotica isn’t really erotica so much as it is porn.

What becomes more of an issue is when she writes a story, has a main character that really is interesting and offers something to think about, then reveals on the very last page why that is and doesn’t take that concept further. Erotica isn’t erotica without the characters, the story, and some depth to hold my interest, never mind the editing.

  • Title: The Hot Wife and the Incubus
  • Author: Eden Redd
  • Length: 32 Pages
  • ASIN: B01BLW9R90
  • Publishing Date: February 8, 2016
  • This work at

The work tells the story of:

Mary and David are a married couple and living the good life. Mary loves how David takes to her demands in and out of bed. For Mary, everything is bliss until David starts to become distant.

The stunning wife begins to worry that she have been too demanding and may be pushing her husband away. When she suspects David of cheating, her blissful life begins to unravel.

The wife confronts her husband with her fears and is shocked at what David has to tell her. He has been exploring the dark side of the city and propositions Mary with a kink she never thought they would explore together.

The couple visit the underbelly of the city to find a demon that will partake in their new and kinky journey. But can the wife and husband endure the lustful desires of the demonic incubus?

Will the demon take Mary for his own? Will David stand by as his wife is seduced by Incubus? Will Mary discover her own dark secrets about her hungry desires?

Mary is unique in that she’s almost always horny and needing to sate herself. Her marriage on the rocks, a suggestion by her husband leads to Mary meeting Dexter, an incubus in a club. When the three of them return home, Mary discovers that some truths are things she should have known from the beginning.

At the start there’s a fair bit of background and a little bit of character development that I thought was interesting, but rather than focus in that, the story moves quickly into a short scene of Mary self-pleasuring herself, then onto what amounts to a side trip into her thoughts and day. Then comes an encounter with her husband. By this time almost half the work has gone by and overall nothing really happens save for Mary thinking about sex almost all of the time.

Eventually the pair visit a “demon club”, which isn’t explained in any way at all as to how supernatural beings fit into this universe, they just do. There Mary gets carried away before encountering Dexter, the incubus of the story. He’s quite dominant, overtly sexual, and while not quite a stereotypical incubus, comes quite close to it on several occasions as the story moves back towards the main erotic passage.

That scene is, overall, porn more than erotica, goes over the top in a lot of ways and the heat in the scene doesn’t really come to the fore. It reads very much like “porn by the numbers” and while there are some hints of heat, the scene doesn’t burn as it should. Dexter displays some of his incubus powers, but he’s less of an incubus than a dominant male controlling a women while her husband watches. But it doesn’t have heat because the scene reads oddly, the characters’ dialogue seems almost robotic at times, and while Mary is used in all of the ways she needs to sate her hunger, there’s just a piece missing overall.

The work needs another editing because the dialog sounds odd, flat at times, and just reads wrong somehow from time to time. There are a number of spelling and grammar mistakes as well. The erotica reads more like porn than erotica and I found that, overall, not very hot at all. But the single thing that bothers me the most is the ending.

From the first page there was something about Mary being oversexed that, at least for me, made it obvious who and what she is. Given that there is an incubus in this work, I’ll leave the answer open, much as the author did. But if my theory is correct, then the author left an interesting plot to develop to the side, never explored it, and just off-handedly mentioned it on the final page. That felt like a afterthought and it shouldn’t be.

Telling that story, if not how it came to be, but what comes afterwards would make for an entire story on its own. I doubt that will ever happen because the author has a tendency to write a story, leave plots and characters dangling and never complete their story. This work could have been double the length and tell a complete story, but as soon as the main erotic event transpires, the author ends the story. It’s a shame really they do.

Two and a half out of five pitchforks.

The dialogue at times sounds odd, the work needs another editing pass, and the erotica really could be a lot less porn-like and more erotica by far. The ending leads to an obvious work to follow, but I doubt that will ever happen. It’s a shame because after all of the delay in this work to get to the point, it left a lot of story behind never told.



Aug 19 2016

A Review of Incubus Summoned by Roman Steele

Incubus Summoned by Roman Steele

Incubus Summoned by Roman Steele

A review of a work that is, quite sadly really, no longer available. I will admit that I take some time to get to all of the books on my reading list, but I do eventually. This particular work reads very much like it was meant to be the opening for a series, though that wasn’t clear if it was. But the world building is really excellent here.

The needs of the summoner matter, but so do those of the summoned. A deal struck sometimes comes with strings, or flaws. The danger comes in what happens when the summoner becomes the one who is enslaved.

  • Title: Incubus Summoned
  • Author: Roman Steele
  • Length: 11 Pages
  • Publishing Date: March 2, 2015
  • This work at – No Longer Available

The work tells the story of:

Shax is a hot as hell demon aching for release.

He longs to be summoned, after all the land of the living offers the pleasures of the flesh. When Jason, a cute young man with an interest in the occult performs a ritual to summon an Incubus, Shax heeds the call. Jason is under the assumption that he is summoning a love slave to keep all to himself, but he’s in for a surprise! It’s not long before the lusty demon shows Jason what true pleasure is, and that if you want to play with magic, follow the rules or suffer the consequences.

Shax tells of his world and the summoning that returns him to Earth once more. A mistake made means that he controls Jason, but that well brings what they both desire most of all.

The story is told from Shax’s perspective which brings with it a very dominate character. He is an incubus, there’s no question of that, but his focus seemed to be more on males than females. This then drives the plot towards Jason, his summoner, who forgets a step and falls into Shax’s clutches.

Much of the work is taken up by Shax telling about his world, the encounters there, and his aching need to come back to Earth and have “fun” with humans, who he adores. Along the way, he encounters other incubi and, more interestingly, he spends some time with Lilith. That moment in this work I found telling mainly for her power in the story, but more the heat that her appearance gave.

Once summoned and in the world again, I liked how Shax learned about the here and now he appeared in. It’s a short explanation, but really it’s one of the few times where an author didn’t simply hand wave how an incubus or succubus knew how things worked when they appeared.

The pulling of power between Shax and Jason was cute and while there is a D/s relationship that forms, it isn’t something that’s too far over the top or silly. Shax is in control, there’s no question, but his demands on Jason aren’t the sort of thing that would pull someone out of the story. Once controlled, the story moves from the telling to the erotica.

The erotica is a single hot flash which has some heat in it. It’s a bit porn movie in tone, but not too much so. It reads like an appetizer for what might come next rather than a complete story on its own. Past the climax, the story falls off quickly and the ending is very much open and suggesting what happens next to Jason will push him to his limits and likely cause him to fall, soul and all, to Shax.

As the world building takes up better than half of the work, the erotica feels like it’s rushed, at times almost like an afterthought. There are a few minor mistakes in dialogue, but otherwise the writing is good. The world building, as I have noted, is the best thing of all here and there lies the problem.

The work is no longer available, there was no second work to follow this one and it appears there never will be. The author has vanished along with all of their works. There is more story here than what appears, it’s too bad Shax’s story will not be told further, Jason’s future will not be seen and the questions will remain unanswered.

Three and a half out of five pitchforks.

The creation of the world that Shax exists in is what’s most interesting here. There’s quite a number of little stories hinted at, but never really told. The erotica has heat and it reads really well. It’s a good combination, but the latter half of the work seemed to be rushed. It’s a shame this work is no longer available for if there was a series to come from this, I think that would be quite telling.

But we’ll never know it seems.



Aug 18 2016

Succubi Image of the Week 448

Following last week’s art of the Aensland Sisters, this week a piece of Morrigan art to share. From the moment I saw this art I just adored her expression most of all… The eyes are, really, the windows to the soul…

Morrigan by Cameron Blakey Coloured by sistermcguire

Morrigan by Cameron Blakey Coloured by sistermcguire

This art was originally drawn by Cameron Blakey and the colouring is by sistermcguire on DeivantArt. You can find the original page on DeivantArt where I found this art here.

The original art gives Morrigan the most wonderful expression, her body shape feels right and looks right as well. The colouring just brings this out ever so much more. Amazing hair, the sheen in her clothing, the shading in her wings, it all brings out just how amazing this art is by far…



Aug 17 2016

At least there is an attempt at class in this costume

Devil Fancy DressOccasionally there comes a costume which has been designed to be a little understated. That in itself can be a good thing if it is done in the right way. Many times the best costumes are ones that a red dress, with the right accessories, can create.

This is called the Devil Fancy Dress and it comes with the dress, the armlets and the horns. The pitchfork is not included, nor are the heels, and it sells for $35 US on most sites I have found it on.

I actually like this a lot, mainly because it looks classy, isn’t over the top or silly, or for that matter trashy either. It’s a simple red dress with armlets that works with the horns to make an ensemble that has a fetching look I think.

It isn’t perfect, and really the main thing that I don’t care for are the armlets, opera gloves in red might work better as a whole. The dress is a little off in how it drapes over this model’s form, but really some mending would take care of that if need be.

Still, I have better evening wear that would allow me to take things a bit more into the seductively classy level of succubiness. I might just do that, for the sake of keeping things somewhat minimal this Halloween.


I’ll give this three and a half out of five pitchforks.

A good attempt that looks good and has something going for it, which is more than a lot of costumes can say otherwise…



Aug 16 2016

A Review of The Unleashing by Jasmine Wright

The Unleashing by Jasmine Wright

The Unleashing by Jasmine Wright

A review today of the first work in the Lilith’s Kiss series by Jasmine Wright, one in which I have some very mixed feelings about. One of the themes that appears quite regularly in works with succubi is transformation. A character finds a book, or some other item, and falls into their soul, and body, changing into something else.

Much of the time that transformation is short, swift, and overall lacks in detail. It’s a bit of a sideshow on the path towards the erotica than anything else. Giving some time to telling that transformation can bring with it a lot of heat, but sometimes there comes a point where the transformation goes a little too far, becomes a little too much and the character becomes a caricature.

  • Title: The Unleashing
  • Author: Jasmine Wright
  • Length: 18 Pages
  • ASIN: B01K3DP6FM
  • Publishing Date: August 8, 2016
  • This work at

The work tells the story of:

Lizzy had plans for her Friday night, and they surely didn’t include working late at the public library. She would much rather be at her ex-best friend Sasha’s Halloween party, letting her know how much of a bitch she was for sleeping with Lizzy’s ex-boyfriend while they were still together.

But, thanks to a co-worker’s call in, the petite redhead is stuck sorting new arrivals in a small corner room on the facility’s third floor with no one to keep her company except Claire, an introverted coed from the local university. Things, however, take a turn for the demonic when Lizzy opens a strange, leather-bound tome, unleashing an ancient evil that engulfs her mind—and body.

Seized by a sudden uncontrollable arousal, Lizzy is forced to watch as she transforms into a hellish creature of unbridled lust, bursting from her clothing with otherworldly proportions. The new, lascivious beast that emerges has only one thing on her mind…


Lizzy is rather upset with her best friend and her ex-boyfriend. Planning to go to their Halloween party, she first needs to finish up at the library. A book discovered leads to a transformation for Lizzy. No longer the girl she was, Lizzy the succubus craves something more.

The first thing I’ll note is that the summary isn’t quite true to the story which appears here. As a whole it covers the first work and tells what Lizzy will likely do in the next. The majority of this work is taken up with Lizzy’s transformation, which is about two-thirds of the work. The remainder is telling of Lizzy’s background, recent events and her being at the library.

There’s nothing really erotic as a whole in this work, there are mentions here and there, but there’s a distinct lack of heat. It’s less about erotica than it is about Lizzy’s transformation. That is told in page after page of detail which describes every little thing that Lizzy goes through. Her transformation is both mental and physical of course which leads me to my issues with what happens.

Setting aside my well known dislike for hooves, and yes, Lizzy gets them, the problem I had was trying to picture Lizzy’s new form in my mind. There is such a thing as going a little too far, having something change that pushes reality beyond anything reasonable and in this case that comes to, for the most part, Lizzy’s cleavage.

Double-H isn’t something reasonable. Yes her body changes, yes she’s made more… if not “demonic” then certainly taller. I can sort of see why the author pushed Lizzy’s body to the extremes that it takes in this work, but there are so many changes that it becomes rather monotonous. There is a bit of heat in her transformation, and I can see that and appreciate the author doing so, but… it’s just a little too far, a little too much.

There’s really very little in the way of plot in this work, being that it focuses upon Lizzy’s transformation. There’s a hint of Lilith, though that is fleeting, and what she wants is a bit murky overall. Lizzy’s character has a chance to form in the introduction but through the transformation all of that buildup gets tossed aside.

I think there’s a story here, something that might turn into being more than just a little series of hot flashes. But there needs to be more time spent on plot, on the characters, on telling the story more than just telling about transformations. If the next work tells more of a story than just Lizzy having her way with someone, that would be something promising. I’ll have to see if that comes or if that’s only Lizzy and whomever she finds herself with.

Two and a half out of five pitchforks.

The story was interesting right up to the point when Lizzy’s transformation took her body into the realm of being “too much.” There’s a point where reality is stretched that little bit too far and this work passed well beyond it. The mental picture of the “new” Lizzy just doesn’t work for me.

I’ll see where the author takes the story from here, there’s an obvious place Lizzy will wind up at some point, and perhaps the other transformations will be a little more reasonable. That said, I’m also hoping the author manages to get back onto the path of story telling and be less concerned about describing events in the minutia they did here.



Aug 16 2016

A Review of Power Hope Futility Oblivion by Michael Stewart

Power Hope Futility Oblivion by Michael Stewart

Power Hope Futility Oblivion by Michael Stewart

Story matters. I have said this many times in my reviews and being so there are some works where there is story, characters, and a sense of purpose. I’ve never really liked vampire novels, to be clear, but when one appears that has Lilith as a Succubus, then that is one I do have to read and see how she is portrayed.

And that’s the thing isn’t it? It is the characters, who they are, why they acts as they do, that drives story forwards. It isn’t enough to have something happen without explanation however and when it does that causes some problems.

  • Title: Hope Futility Oblivion
  • Author: Michael Stewart
  • Length: 215 Pages
  • Publishing Date: January 31, 2016
  • This work at

The work tells the story of:

Federico’s, one of the Ancient vampires, life is about to change radically. His entire world will soon be uprooted and devastated by a horrific war between two squabbling sisters. The fate of the entire world hangs in the balance and in his hands.

The past always comes calling, even if you are Lilith and are the beginning itself. The world can be yours, to do as you wish, but there are always those who must oppose your will for that is who they are. Even at the cost of the world itself.

This work is, overall, an interesting mix of the supernatural with some aspects of science fiction and adventure mixed in. For the most part told from the first-person, the work tells a complex story that sometimes loses its way here and there. In spite of this, the characters have clear voices and personalities and in that the author’s strength comes through.

Among all of the characters, Lilith appears in this work and she is described as a succubus, has some of the sexuality of one, but acts more like a general in control of her world dealing with plots and forces which continuously confront her. There’s really very little of Lilith being a succubus, and I found that a little disappointing. However, she has a wonderful personality, I love her occasional quips and how she relates to those around her.

Lilith is a Queen, but she’s more than that. She cares, in her own way, about those around her, the world as a whole, and tries her best as she can. That’s not a simple thing by any means, and seeing her decisions and actions does leave some questions and concerns, but then all such things do over time.

There’s no erotica to speak of, really there need not be because the story doesn’t call for it. But it is necessary to focus on the work and not be distracted because there are little threads running throughout and must be paid attention to.

There are some minor editing problems with this work, mostly some apostrophes missing here and here. But the real issue comes to the dialog which reads very unevenly. At some points there is style and presence in the words and in others the characters sound more like robots than individuals. As well some of the descriptions of event sound odd, mostly how things unfold and aren’t quite explained well. Details are missing, some important ones at times, and that left me trying to piece together what happened exactly and why.

But the single problem that took much of my enjoyment of this work away was the ending. After all of the time spent in telling the story, with all that transpires, the ending is sudden, isn’t explained, and leaves much to interpretation. A single sentence ends this work and it really shouldn’t have. A cliffhanger is fine, and there is one, but the final line of the work was a sentence too far.

Three and a half out of five pitchforks.

Overall an interesting mix of the supernatural and science fiction which works quite well. Lilith was complex and I liked that she was. However the ending bothered me, I expected more considering how much effort went into the work overall and that took away quite a lot of my enjoyment.

There appears to be a possibility of a follow up to this work, though that isn’t clear by any means. If so then my opinion will change I think, but until then, the ending just didn’t work.



Aug 15 2016

And Now the News… Part V By TeraS

It’s been some time since the news has been on the Tale. To get back up to speed, you might want to visit this page on the Tale where the prior four parts of this story can be found. It is time for Paige to make a choice. Whether it is her’s alone or someone else’s is debatable.


And Now the News…
Part V
By TeraS


“There is no such thing as a deal without loopholes.”—As said by Tera to a soul seeking solace.


Thrall lay entwined with Need, their bodies slick and damp, fingers lightly stroking each other’s heat, the lit pots of fire around the circumference of the room being reflected from the oil upon their bodies. The delightful feeling of skin warmed in the oil, hair slicked back, and the sheen from it all making their bodies sleeker, more sensual, more powerful.

Song lay nearby, her soft melody drifting upon the air, coating the two in passionate blanket, a second skin around their bodies. Reclining with Song was Goddess, a soft smile playing upon her lips. She watched the two lovers, then lightly kissed Song’s shoulder, making her voice quiver in pleasure. Then she arched an eyebrow, as if something had disturbed her.

Song felt the change, her voice almost catching in the midst of a verse before continuing. Goddess had explained what was to come, about her Song being all-important when the moment came. Song came and her aria flourished as Goddess wished.

Need’s lustful tonguing paused. She looked towards Goddess, who gave a slight nod, causing Need to dip once more into Thrall’s sex, making her moan and quake, the bliss and pleasure overcoming the change around them. Goddess had explained what she needed, what Her Need was.

Thrall was in ecstasy. She was Hers, like Song, like Need. The part of her that was Paige felt every caress of Need’s tongue and fingers, the heat of their legs scissoring, the wetness of her sex. She was enthralled, as Goddess commanded she be; Her Thrall would obey. Her eyes were closed, her voice quailing in joy as Need—and her own need—brought her fires to their peak. She wanted this, needed this, for all time, for always. Then, on the edge of orgasm, one that she needed, begged for, desired as her reward from Need, a single word from Goddess froze Thrall … and Paige awoke. She turned the tables on her lover, her Need: where once she was being served, she was giving. Her fingers caressed her lover’s nipples, her tongue played with her love’s own. She pressed herself tightly, not wanting to lose this moment, to hold her love in her arms.

She had years upon years to make up for. As she slithered towards her lover’s sex, her body shaking in need to taste and pleasure, Goddess spoke: “It’s time.”

Paige whimpered slightly. She didn’t want to leave, didn’t want to abandon the Need long forgotten and now here. She took a purple nailed hand in her own black nailed one and lightly kissed every finger. The sound of her lover moaning in joy made Paige’s heat blossom, burn, become a flame inside of her.

Her lover purred: “I’ll be waiting.”

That promise alone was enough for Paige, at least for her to disentangle herself from her lover and turn towards Goddess. She did not need a command—Thrall’s knowledge was part of her as she was part of Thrall. Her place was with Goddess, that place that had been hers always. She stood, proud to know she was Hers, and walked across the red marble floor towards where Goddess and Song awaited.

It was only a moment later that Paige knelt, legs open, sex bare, her eyes ravishing the sight of Goddess and her Song entwined together. She remained there, watching, a blissful smile upon her lips as her lover padded to her. Paige managed not to moan as her lover teased a finger along the black collar she wore. Then her lover took the last few steps, crawling onto the collection of pillows and satin sheets where Goddess and Song observed her. Paige’s joy at watching her lover meld her body against Goddess and Song’s own was delicious torture.

When Goddess spoke once more, Paige-Thrall listened intently: “Whose are you?”

“Yours, Goddess. As was written, as was meant to be, as should have been.”


She hesitated: “I … I was guided, mislead, turned away.”

“What do you wish?”

This was a longer pause. Paige thought about this carefully—at least, she tried to as she heard her lover’s voice mewl in pleasure as Goddess licked: “To be free.”

“What of revenge?”

The answer came from Thrall, but Paige accepted it without question: “It is not your way, Goddess.”

The smile was breathtaking: “True.”

Goddess draped her right hand towards Paige, her fingertips glistening red, Goddess’ colour. Thrall knew what to do. Paige inched forward enough to rub her cheek against Goddess’ fingertips. It was the first contact she had with her Goddess, something that she had been needing, whimpering for. The crescendo that blew through her body and soul, the release of her own need to be loved and accepted by Her, made her sex drip and Paige couldn’t have been more thrilled to know that she was.

Goddess loved her.

Paige remained there, her cheek nestled against Her hand, eyes closed, lips parted slightly, as both Song and Need served Goddess and her Thrall. She felt hands over her skin, the tightness of her marks as Thrall being applied to her, the wanton power of her service to Goddess being encased and bound.

Opening her eyes, Paige regarded her Goddess, draped in red, Her clothing seemingly painted onto her skin, Her lips in a seductive smile, Her so-green eyes glinting, the power of Her own seduction palatable in the air. Goddess offered Her Paige, Her Thrall a hand: “Rise.”

Paige’s hand found her Goddess and she stood as commanded. Thrall’s form was perfect, as it was meant to be. The light played off the latex that covered her body: deepest black, from her heels that she stood upon, arcs of light caressing her shiny black stockings, skirt, corset and long, black opera gloves. But greatest of all was the thrum of Goddess’ power rippling over her collar, the joy of knowing she was Thrall.

Goddess began to purposely walk from her sanctuary, holding her Thrall’s hand, their heels clicking on the marble floors as they walked to the elevator at the end of the hallway. Like before, the doors opened without a command. She followed Her within and the doors closed. The descent was longer than the ascent was before, she thought, unsure as the Song had made such things unclear in her memories.

When the doors opened again, it was not in a lobby. The space was deepest black. Goddess entered, still holding her hand, and, once the doors closed, Paige was invisible in the darkness. Thrall was blacker than the black that surrounded her, but she did not fear: the red of Goddess shone brightly in the dark, a beacon upon which Paige locked her eyes.

Goddess released her hand and then waited. Whether any time actually passed or if it was centuries, Paige didn’t, couldn’t know. All she needed was to look upon Goddess in her red and be calm.

A voice then came out of the murky depths that made Paige tremble: “We claim ownership!”

The bemusement in Goddess’ voice made Thrall quiver: “Oh? Do you?”

The voice answered: “She belongs to us.”

Goddess turned to Paige: “What is the truth?”

The Song within her formed the words, the Need pressed her to give voice to them: “I was Hers. I was meant to be Hers. Never yours.”

The answer made Paige tremble. Thrall kept her eyes upon Goddess. They both looked into so-green eyes that loved and cared. She heard the Song of passion in Her voice, they listened to the Need to be with her.

“You have interfered!”

“No more than you did when you took away her right to choose.”

“We gave her purpose!”

“At what cost? She was never given the change to choose.”

“She is ours!”

“No. She is another’s.”

The truth in those words found their way directly into Paige-Thrall’s soul. She was.

She was Need’s, because she was needed.

She was Song’s, because the song was incomplete without her.

She was Goddess’, because she was wanted, not to serve, but to just be.

She was Thrall, because she was enthralled with being part of something more than she, herself, alone.

How could anything compete against those truths?