Mar 11 2016

A Review of Vetusis: A Short Paranormal Mystery by Shelby Blake

Vetusis: A Short Paranormal Mystery by Shelby Blake

Vetusis: A Short Paranormal Mystery by Shelby Blake

Not all stories with succubi or incubi need to be erotic at their core. Occasionally the better story is one that lurks just underneath, the hint that something isn’t right, that the characters need to work out what’s wrong and deal with it.

It’s more interesting when the truth is discovered and one isn’t quite sure of what the truth is, what happens when it is found, and what the aftermath really is. Perhaps that is the true mystery and horror. Not the physical moments, but the ones that unfold in the mind.

  • Title: Vetusis: A Short Paranormal Mystery
  • Author: Shelby Blake
  • Length: 20 Pages
  • ASIN: B00VYNF3J0
  • Publishing Date: April 10, 2015
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The story is about:

What’s behind his eyes could be deadly….

When Angeline agrees to a simple girl’s night out with her co-workers, she doesn’t expect to meet an attractive–and wealthy–business man. But what’s beyond those green eyes, may be far more than she ever bargained for.

He’s not interested in her body, only her soul….

Angeline goes out with friends and finds herself chatting with a man, Over time that chat turns into something odd, strange, unsettling. When the truth comes out and what he is becomes known, the real question is what does he really want? And is Angeline able to refuse him?

The work is more physiological in tone rather than being sexual. There’s very little erotica in the work which actually causes the tension within the story to grow uninterrupted. In doing so the story is very strongly written, the characters have some excellent depth.

It is the uncovering of the mystery, what everything means, and what comes next where this work shines. Piece by piece the mystery takes unexpected turns and the mind games that are played through the story are quite well done and I enjoyed them.

The question is, at least for me, whether Vetusis is succubus or incubus-like in makeup and I think, overall, that it is. But it’s goals are a bit vague and uncertain and that brings with it a bit of confusion here and there as the characters confront it.

The climax of the work tells of the strength of Angeline and what she is willing to do. Really her strength is throughout the story and the ending just brings that into sharper focus. The ending did leave me wanting a bit, as it is unclear and vague, but really that’s part of the charm here.

As I have noted, the work is well written, though with one rather glaring misused word. There is also a bit of confusion in the last few pages of the work, but that I felt was to reflect the situation that Angeline found herself in. As well, one more editing pass would have helped at some points where the story read oddly or the dialog seemed a little off.

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

Is Vetusis a succubus or incubus? Possibly. The hints are there and it does make sense with what he does in the work and the story told of him. It’s a unique take on the myth and I thought that was well done in tone and form. The issue comes to a bit more editing and perhaps a little clarification here and here in the work. An excellent mystery to watch unfold and as it does that story is telling.



Mar 11 2016

A Review of Manhattan Sucks by Dou7g and Amanda Lash

Manhattan Sucks by Dou7g and Amanda Lash

Manhattan Sucks by Dou7g and Amanda Lash

Returning to the Succubus Apprentice series, the second work in the series, this time on the Tale. You can find my review of the first work in the series here, in which the wonderful wit brought me a smile as this author always does.

The ensemble cast of characters are wonderful together, but there are stories to tell about each of them that do need to be told. Questions to be answered. For example, what one’s To Do List might happen to look like from time to time, and if that might need to change a bit under some circumstances.

It’s good to have a goal, something to aim for. But if you are the one that’s being aimed at that can be a real problem.

  • Title: Manhattan Sucks
  • Author: Dou7g and Amanda Lash
  • Length: 24 Pages
  • Publishing Date: March 2, 2016
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The work tells the story of:

This series continues the adventures of the characters from the series “Succubus Temptations” collected in “Succubus Journey”.

In this installment Kiki the vampire and Lorelei the dark elf sorceress implement their plan to take over Manhattan, at least the supernatural aspects of it.

These two beautiful dangerous woman as they wreak havoc through the greatest city in the world, in heels.

Kiki and Lorelei are off to see the Wizard. Well, actually they are off on a little bit of girl’s day out on the town, and that town is Manhattan. Of course it isn’t all about shopping for shoes, there’s a little matter of their wanting to take over things for themselves. But along the way things get a little complicated, and if one of them happens to break a heel, all hell will break loose.

This work focuses on the current whereabouts of Kiki and Lorelei, who left Kendra and the rest behind when they returned to their own world, and more specifically, Kiki’s home of Manhattan. Being that both Kiki and Lorelei are a little bit power hungry, that of course means the pair have a thought, and it’s one that comes with a lot of problems along the way.

There’s some wonderful interplay between Kiki and Lorelei, but it’s just as telling to see how Kiki interacts with others they meet along the way and what happens as a result. I’ll note that there is one character who’s love of books I adored and dearly so, who Kiki has wrapped around her finger and what happens along the way could be telling.

The story sets up the adventure to come, introduces some new characters, who bring along with them some telling moments for Lorelei. Listening to her thoughts as things happen told a lot about her, how she has changed, and, to a point, made her more “whole” as a character. As an aside, Lorelei’s To Do List was perfect, made complete sense, and I do have to agree with one of the points quite strongly, though I might have pushed it from #2 to number #1. It’s a rather important thing when style matters after all.

There’s a little bit of teasing sexuality in the work, but it doesn’t force itself into the story, or take away from what’s happening otherwise. The point is to set up what’s coming next, to explain things and then put the show on the road as it were. I think it does so well overall, though I would have liked a little bit more story about Lorelei thinking about what’s going on rather that reacting to things at times. Much of that comes from those she encounters, who don’t care to talk in the first place.

I found myself wondering what’s happened between their leaving Kendra in the last series and where they are now as well. I wonder about Lorelei going out on the town alone, or going to Kiki’s club or similar. There’s a story there I think and I find it nibbling at my thoughts as I was reading this work.

There are a scattering of minor spelling mistakes, nothing that takes away from the story. Really the thing that I liked the most was simply Kiki and Lorelei themselves, how they played off each other and the thoughts that Lorelei had while Kiki was “doing her thing.” Having an amused smile is never bad, and I did.

Four out of five pitchforks.

I like seeing what’s going on with Kiki and Lorelei, to find some closure to a plot point in the previous series, but I think that’s not going to come easily or quickly. I do think there will be a lot of moments, both fun and tense, that will tell a story. Not so much about the taking over of Manhattan, but rather how the relationship between Kiki and Lorelei might, and probably will, change.

And it is that development, that promise, that I enjoy most of all.



Mar 10 2016

Succubi Image of the Week 425

Sometimes I find images of Succubi that, for me at least, really inspire some interesting stories in my thoughts. Sometimes it’s an expression, other times their form, on occasion the attire they wear. It’s nice when all of those things come together in a piece of Succubi art that I think is inspired…

Topaz Tornado by Lynie

Topaz Tornado by Lynie

This work is of a character called Topaz Tornado and was a commission of the artist Lynie on Hentai Foundry. You can find the original page on Hentai Foundry with this artwork here.

She’s just the most amazing looking Succubi really. The pose, expression, attire, her overall form really all come together in just the right way so that she’s powerful in her character but at the same time there’s a certain allure to her as well.

I think the mixture of her red skin with her hair, wings, horns and especially how the glowing gems that she wears just simply work and make her look perfect.

It’s not often there is an image of a Succubus in flight and I think, by far, this is one of my favourite such images of the year…



Mar 09 2016

Lots of red, but really, this isn’t all that much of a costume…

Red Hot Devil CostumeAh spandex… You do help with some interesting superhero costumes. But you don’t as a whole, make for very good devil costumes all that often. Perhaps the main problem is that tight and clingy isn’t enough by itself?

This is called the Red Hot Devil Costume and it comes with the catsuit, an attached devil tail and the horns. It sells for between $45 and $55 US on the site that I found it on.

It’s quite simply… Meh. There’s really nothing attractive about it and as a whole it’s quite unimaginative I think at least.

The flame pattern is a bit odd, and I suppose that’s supposed to be an accent or something like that. But it does nothing at all to make things better.

I can’t see a way to improve this as nothing about it even comes close to being something that I like in the first place.

It might be another costume to toss in the fireplace and roast marshmallows over though…

Yet another zero out of five pitchforks.

Perhaps next week we’ll crack into the ones again?

I can but hope…



Mar 08 2016

A Review of Lair of The Succubus by Sheba Griffins

Lair of The Succubus by Sheba Griffins

Lair of The Succubus by Sheba Griffins

A review today of the first work in a series called Lucifer and Lilith by Sheba Griffins which has an interesting premise as a whole, but gives me pause. The thing about using such characters is that there is a certain viewpoint that readers have of them. Being so, trying to tell a story with them can be difficult because of all of the preconceptions that come with them.

It is possible to, however, write a tale in which there is something more, something slightly different that provides a focus that falls outside of the main characters themselves. Then the critical point comes to making the characters be more, act more, tell more than just what one might expect. The hard part is trying to not fall into stereotypical behaviour for them both.

  • Title: Lair of The Succubus
  • Author: Sheba Griffins
  • Length: 19 Pages
  • Publishing Date: February 29, 2016
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It is the story of:

She’s the world’s first succubus – rejected by Adam and banished to her own corner of the underworld. Now Lilith waits in her den of iniquity, using dozens of men to sustain her insatiable appetite. Until one day, a beautiful stranger walks into her home.

His name is Lucifer, and they share a common enemy. But to make sure this mysterious stranger is truthful, Lilith must encourage him to bare all…

Lilith’s eternal life consists of those around her sating her sexual appetites, if barely so. She exists in a gilded cage because she decided she wanted something more. She remembers the one responsible and burns in anger among the flames of pleasure. He comes looking for revenge for his choice and sees in Lilith the means to that. But is this a relationship or just two seeking to settle their score using one another? Time, and themselves, will tell.

The majority of this work centres around a long extended erotic scene in which Lilith has her way with many of her servants and slaves while Lucifer watches from nearby. This, the first part of the story, has some reasonably good heat, but what I found more interesting and captivating was Lilith’s thoughts as the scene continued. Her thoughts about where she is, why she is there, I think were quite well told and, at least for me, made her to be more than she seemed to be from her actions.

Lilith, at least this one, needs, craves sexual moments and her life is held to that. She describes herself as a succubus, as a warning to others for what she chose. The underlying emotion in that thought make her a far better character than otherwise she could have been. In the moments between her sexuality coming to the fore and taking over, she’s intelligent, scheming to a point, but also remembers well what she has lost and why it matters to her.

Lucifer, while a core part the story as well, is a bit less well rounded out as a character. Like Lilith, there’s a strong sexual current in his character, there is a bit of aloofness, and somewhat a domineering aspect to him. While that works, I would have been more enthused if he and Lilith were more equals than how things seem to be otherwise.

The latter part of the work tells of Lilith and Lucifer becoming intimate, and it is far more heated, more real, more character driven than the first erotic passage. There is purpose, for one, and as well when the moment passes, what Lilith discovers, and how she does so, makes perfect sense and I think that was a well constructed bit of conceit to Lilith herself.

The work is rather short, most of it being focused on the erotic scenes and there isn’t a lot of time spent in developing the story, the series or the characters. I feel like another five pages of telling both of their stories from their perspective would have added a lot to this work. Just too much sex and not enough substance for me at least.

The work ends on a point that obviously leads into the next work in the series. It’s a rather ominous note, but makes sense from the perspective of the main characters. I’m hoping that Lilith remains true to herself, I wouldn’t like her to change herself for the sake of a simple revenge. She’s more complicated than that, more subtle and that would be good to see. Succubi after all are their seduction and temptation, not otherwise. I hope that is where the story goes from here.

Three out of five pitchforks.

Far too much time spent on Lilith being sexual and not enough on her character. Too much time spent on Lucifer scheming and not enough on building a connection with Lilith that is more than the sex they have. Still, the undertone of the work, revenge, seems to have a purpose, and where that takes the series I will be interested in. But if that comes to be only Lilith being sexual and Lucifer gloating and watching, that will be disappointing. I’m hoping not.



Mar 08 2016

A Review of Bad Dreams by Brantwijn Serrah

Bad Dreams by Brantwijn Serrah

Bad Dreams by Brantwijn Serrah

There aren’t very many stories which use the idea of sleep paralysis as the basis for driving a story forwards. That’s surprising really as it does link into the myth of incubi as a whole. Possibly the largest problem in doing so is that managing to make the story not be too clinical and have some heat is a challenge.

Beyond that, if the buildup of the erotica works well, the story can be something quite unique and fascinating. Regardless of how odd the incubus themselves might be.

  • Title: Bad Dreams
  • Author: Brantwijn Serrah
  • Length: 22 Pages
  • ASIN: B00O57LN7S
  • Publishing Date: October 2, 2014
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The work tells the story of:

Priya can’t sleep, but that’s not the worst of her troubles. She’s starting to hallucinate, and every night she’s seeing a very wicked male…

The doctor calls it “sleep paralysis.” Her husband doesn’t realize anything’s wrong. But night after night, Priya finds herself stuck between sleep and waking, perfectly aware and perfectly helpless, as a looming dark creature hovers over her. He promises pleasure so sinful, Priya can’t resist. Bound in his coils, she’s starting to lose herself…

Priya’s sleep isn’t much of one. She exists inbetween the world of wake and sleep throughout her nights and as she does so, something strange begins to happen. The waking world becomes a dream while her dream, and the pleasures within, becomes her all.

The work tells what is quite the complex story. It begins in a matter of fact way but as Priya falls further and further into the clutches of the incubus, reality and her dreams get mixed up in some very odd and unique ways. It is jarring at some points where Priya’s feelings and changing attitudes about her “waking sleep” go from fearing it, to accepting it and then, finally, giving into the needs that are brought out in her as a result of what the incubus does to her.

The incubus, who is never named, is not exactly what one expects an incubus to be. There’s a good bit of tentacle erotica mixed in with some hot mind control and incubus erotica as well. The erotica tends to lean more on the tentacle theme as a whole however. Eventually the story turns from the telling of Priya falling to the temptations of the incubus and moves onto the incubus offering Priya a place in his world.

This is where things are somewhat unclear. Priya accepts the offer and is transformed, but what she looks like exactly isn’t quite clear. Her appearance seems to be more vampiric than succubus in my perception of what happens. There is a very abrupt shift in her mind, who she is, and when that happens it is a bit jarring. There is a connection to this event earlier in the story, when Priya’s thoughts about her husband are mentioned here and there, so it’s not absurd by any means.

The work closes quickly and leaves Priya as she begins her new life, but what that is, exactly, is unsure and unclear. It would lead nicely into another story about her, about what the other world is like and that could bookend this work well.

Well written, Priya is a very strong character and supports the story extremely well. While the erotica has heat, tentacles aren’t my thing so in those moments the heat was lessened quite a lot for me. The plot is complex and takes many turns to get to the ending, but that serves to keep things interesting, and it is.

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

A unique kind of incubus mixed with erotica with some heat in it and a story that had something to say. Very well done and I found it interesting as a whole even if the incubus himself didn’t quite appeal to me as a whole. It would be interesting to see where Priya goes from here as that would be a story in itself to tell.



Mar 07 2016

And Now the News… Part IV By TeraS

It has been some time since I have written in the story I call: And Now the News… If you’d like to read what came before, you can find that here on the Tale.

We all come from somewhere and somewhen… For some that tells not just their past, but their future as well. But what is the cost of spending one’s truth for what amounts to a dare? Is that all there is and when the deed is done, was it the right thing to do?

We all come from somewhere and somewhen … For some, that tells not just their past, but their future as well. But what is the cost of spending one’s truth for what amounts to a dare? Is that all there is? And, when the deed is done, was it the right thing to do?


And Now the News…
Part IV
By TeraS


The past is part of us. The present is fleeting. Both lead to the future.As said by Tera to a lost soul in search of meaning to certain choices

Paige lay upon soft, golden sheets, her form curled up beneath and among them. Her sleep was fitful, haunted, uneven. From time to time, a sound escaped her, a moment of loss, of calling out …

…of the need within.

She awoke to find herself no longer in the temple, not in Her presence. Her thoughts were slightly jumbled. A mixture of Thrall, who ached to return, to kneel, to keen and be devoted, and Paige, who was confused, lost, wanting to understand why. Raising herself from the bed, the sheets held against her, she looked about to see she was in a comfortable room, the space inviting, loved, cared for. A thought intruded, one of her being trapped, held against her will.

She looked for the stone walls, the bindings that were used to hold her. She glanced towards the door, knowing it was locked, there was no escape until she had become what they wanted her to be. But there were no such walls. There was no door trapping her. A memory came, a memory of Her voice explaining that Thrall could leave if she wished; the choice was hers.

Pulling the sheet away, Paige looked upon herself. The only thing she wore was that black collar. There was no escape in the nude from this place. At the same time, another part of her relished the thought of padding through the temple, bare to all, submitting to Her in all things and ways.

The sound of clothes rustling drew her attention to the foot of the bed, where she saw a figure only glimpsed before. Thrall recognized her as Need. Paige didn’t know her, at least she didn’t recall her well. Need knelt nearby, as She had asked of her. To be present when Thrall awoke, to be the hand to guide Paige, to give whatever was asked of her. Need shivered slightly, wetting her lips and allowing the softest of mewls in her want.

She was the embodiment of need, of want, of desire. Thrall shivered, knowing that Need was there for her and her alone. Paige, however, didn’t see Need: she saw a woman that was achingly familiar; but her own thoughts were slippery, unclear, troubled as she tried to remember.

Purple eyes glinted in the light, catching Paige’s and Thrall’s attention long before the moan and tremble from Need’s voice poured from her lips and over the sheets: “Hello.” It was a simple word, but laced with passion, with aching need. For Paige, it was like having her clit licked. For Thrall, it was enough to make her pussy drip and her legs part slightly, the offer of servitude on the edge of her lips before Paige took control once more.

“Who are you?”

“I am Her Need.”

“No, who are you?”

The purple eyes were captivating: “Need.”

Paige shivered, something deep inside fluttering at the word, at the thought of how completely fulfilled Need was in this moment. “Why are you here?”

“To serve.”


The moan sent a thrill along Paige’s spine as Need whispered her desires: “You.”

Paige thought about this, still looking at the woman with purple eyes, still so intently focused upon her. She wondered about why purple eyes, why purple hair, why was she wearing a purple collar.

Thrall whispered the answer: “She knows.”

Paige shook herself from the stupor she was in and asked: “Where am I?”

“In our place.”

Paige was confused, Thrall soothed the worries, spreading a warm calm feeling over Paige’s thoughts: “Ours.”

She gathered the sheets around her and rose from the bed, Need remaining where she was, her eyes never leaving Paige as she moved about the room. She looked out into the hallway, seeing the passage leading off towards what seemed to be an elevator in the distance. No guards, no threat of punishment, nothing to stop her from leaving if it was what she wished.

Thrall guided Paige’s fingers to play upon her folds, a whisper of thought merging with Paige’s own.

“… I can leave. Escape. Expose this place …”

“… You can stay. Remain. Be part of this place …”

… We can stay for Need and be …”

Paige didn’t notice how her thoughts had shifted, how her focus had moved from thoughts of resisting and escaping to thoughts of the one called “Need.” She didn’t really notice when the sheet fell from her fingers and pooled on the floor about her. She didn’t think it was strange that she began to play her fingers over her skin, cupping her mound, licking her lips. She remembered the taste of another on her lips, the desire for her long hidden away. She felt the ache again, long trapped beneath the role she had been made to embrace.

It was Her Need.

“I …”

“I am Need.”

Paige made her way to Need, pausing, then kneeling with her. She looked into those purple eyes in wonder. Thrall ached for them to touch, ached for Need.

Need’s purple-tipped fingers touched Thrall. Paige felt them on her cheek … familiar, so familiar that her clit thrummed at the touch. A memory came, mixed with Thrall, and then Need moved closer, her lips surrounding and then sucking. Paige remembered this, had a recollection of doing this, of how it made them cry out in pleasure, how thrilled she was to be able to do this for her. She was lost in the moment and didn’t realize that Need had guided her to recline, to part her legs and offer herself to Need. Thrall was hot and wet, and whispered for Paige to give herself to Need. Paige closed her eyes, biting her lip as Need began to lick along the inside of one thigh, moving slowly higher, her fingertips just ahead of her tongue: “Oh … fuck … yessss … please … yesss …”

The feeling overcame Paige, she falling into Thrall, the two becoming one in the moment when Need’s supple tongue and lips pleasured her needy clit, her fingers parting her folds and moving in and out of her slick, wet, hungry pussy.

As Need pleasured them, Paige and Thrall shared a memory: a shower, being pressed against the tiled walls, blue-green eyes sparkling in need, a voice begging to be allowed, a nod, then gasping in surprise as her lover sucked on her nipples, kissing around her navel, and then, still holding her against the shower wall as the water sprayed about them both, cupping her ass, fingernails raking her skin. Next came the scream from her lips as that tongue—oh, Goddess, she had the longest tongue—dove into her cleft, flexing, tasting, purring into her cunt making her cry out in surprise once more. Paige was cumming, so hard, so long, sliding slowly down the wall until she was wrapped in her lover’s arms as the warm rain of the shower drizzled over them both. Her trembling hand reaching out, cupping the chin of her lover lightly: “Only you.”

The answer was a soft smile: “It’s nice to be needed.”

Paige wept, the tears mixing in the water from the shower around them: “I …”

The memory came to a close as reality returned in the rush of an orgasm, one Paige hadn’t felt since that day. She screamed until she was unable to breathe, her hands twisted into Need’s hair, holding her, where Need worshipped her. The memories, long suppressed, trapped, refused to her because of the choice she had made, flooded back in. Paige and Thrall cried out at the unfairness of it all, of what she had lost. She thought of how she had been changed, how she was no longer the woman that once had loved and been loved. A deal had been struck, and she had paid for it with her very soul.

Need’s tongue slithered away, licking Paige-Thrall’s folds, her clit. She left a kiss on the inside of each thigh. Paige was in a stupor as Need rose herself, crawled between Paige’s legs and drew closer. She couldn’t look away from those purple eyes, the shine of her wetness on Need’s lips and chin. Then, just as their nipples rubbed deliciously, Need hovering over her, eyes looking into eyes, Paige saw … “It’s … you.”

“I am your Need.”

From nearby, Paige heard Song’s voice, the song returning once more, breaking the barriers between Paige and Thrall, merging them, blending them into one.

Paige’s eyes turned as black as the collar she wore. Her hair turned the deepest of black. A wave passed over her skin, the changes made vanishing away. They were not part of being Hers. They were unneeded.

She had, in her arms, what she needed.

The three spoke, their voices becoming wanton, aching, submissive. Each of their beings calling out their own truths.

Song pure in bliss, the first to know: “I am Her Song.”

Need purred in heat: “I am Her Need.”

Paige felt the last of what was empty out of her mind and soul, the truth coming in ecstasy: “I am Her Thrall.”

The three souls cried out in pleasure, crying out their singular truth: “We are Hers.”