Foreword and disclaimers: I tried to write a tale that is as faithful as possible to the series we all love. The events taking place are set after season six: the excellent Dark Willow season. In writing this story, or rather arc of stories, I tried to incorporate as much of the Buffy-verse as possible and let the storyline and characters remain as close to...
Steven Ennis unwrapped the present and looked dubiously at a small rock tablet about the size of his hand. "What is it?" he asked. The tablet was a roughly square piece of obsidian stone. Carved into one side was a crude depiction of a ferocious female demon. Bat wings sprouted from her back and a tail was coiled around her right leg. She was naked and had...
Dear Journal: It worked! The summoning worked! Now that I have the demon secured in the dybbuk box, I can begin communications with the demon. I do believe I've gotten a succubus, in mythology, the succubus should help me to become a more successful sexual being. I can use her to become more arousing to women. I must first learn her name. Dear Journal: He...
"What's the worst that could happen, we all go crazy or get really sick and die?" Jenna said sarcastically, taking another sip of beer. "Exactly, that's exactly what could happen." Liam replied seriously. "Summoning shit isn't for the faint of heart. Weren't you paying attention to all the stuff in the textbook?!" "Relax, what better way to have a break fr...
Virgins.. Ashkrath found them was one of the greatest pleasures. Right now, she was smacking her lips with their spunk. Drunk off of the innocent boys cum, who were now becoming infected with demonic taint. Two days in the mortal realm and Ashkrath had taken over the church which had taken her in. The cop had brought her here when she was discovered after t...
Thanks to Todger 65 for the edit. Gragonog The Ravisher stared at the tangle of flesh before him. His tusked face wore a confused expression, uncharacteristic for him. The pile of flesh was located within, what he had thought was, a carefully constructed pentagram. The tangle of limbs and flesh wriggled and wraggled, scrambling like an epileptic spider....
Merrick could not move from his position on the bed. He was laying on his back naked with perspiration dripping down his brow. His blood was like fire, his mind a fog from the intense passion inside him. His rigid cock pulsed with every beat of his heart aching to be touched as it was the gateway to release him from the torment of his own libido. She sat on...
The smoke dissipated, leaving the small pale figure to stand in the centre of the chalk circle drawn on the floorboards. The room was different this time; no pillows and blankets draped like a Hollywood remake of a harem, this room was more rustic. Normal, even. A Persian rug pulled to one side, a simple wooden bed -double, of course- and even a little fake...
In the second circle of hell, on one of the minor planes named Vitae, ruled the succubus Rathae. She had her plane divided into nine districts, each governed by a weaker succubus. Rathae was considered influential through her dimension, but in actuality, the demoness's domain belonged to an even bigger hierarchy of minor planes that made up a larger plane ca...
Jason woke on the red satin sheets as if he were slowly rising from a deep-sea dive. The first of his senses that pulled him from the deep, fathomless, dreamless sleep was the lack of noise. The last time that he had heard anything was the sucking noises of a gorgeous blonde on his groin and the purring of his succubus near by. The smells began to make thei...