Succubus Stories

As Molly strutted down the hall toward the cell holding Sean and the couch beyond where Carlo lounged, she transmogrified from the red haired, desirable Irish woman to the being she really was. Her hair turned black as coal. Small horns poked through her hair and curled. Gossamer wings burst from her shoulders, as if she could fly to her victims. Her face became hard and cruel. Her breasts grew large and bursting from her...

Gwen woke and felt really wasted. She lay in bed not moving, trying to remember what happened. The last thing she remembered, was talking to the older vampire, Andrei. Vampires, oh how she hated them. She had to get out of there fast. She thought, "Am I a prisoner?" She sure felt like one. She needed to join her pack and run again. The moon was still full and her pack ran and hunted. She wanted her stuff and a ride back t...

Spring arrived in the city and revival was evident as the dormant parts of nature burst on the scene. There was a feeling of renewal and a thriving energy, as things came to life. Yet, there was someone or something in the city who took that life quietly and completely from strong young men. Very few clues about the men were left behind, just their naked bodies in scenes of debauchery and frivolity. Detective Slade and hi...

"There is nothing like the sound of sirens and the smell of murder in the morning," chortled detective Slade to his new partner Eran. It was the end of their shift, but something about the crime and the witness felt strange to the original detectives. There was a preternatural air to it. There was a dead naked man against a tree in a grassy open area. A witness reported it and waited until the police arrived. Her story wa...

You saw me when no one else did. You looked at me and saw only light, I tried to tell you that darkness dwells here too,But you refused to see.You refused to see What I always felt was there. What has always lain Dormant inside of this hollow shell.Dormant inside of me Like a tightly coiled snake waiting patiently For the occasion to strike. Its patience knowing no bounds.Patience is my virtue And true to my nature,I will...