Succubus Scorned

“He will know my wrath,” she said as tears streamed down her face. She calmly flipped through the grimoire next to a bottle of bourbon on her living-room floor. She began the rhythmic chant of a language long forgotten.

“Who has summoned me?” a voice boomed before he appeared in her circle.

“Great, another man will fix it,” Melissa muttered under her breath. “I have cousin. After a millennia of following the Elder’s Covenant, I want to switch sides.”

He laughed. “Did you really think it was that easy to go dark? A little chant from a dark grimoire and you’re granted all the power from the depths of hell. How naive, especially for one such as you succubus. Unlike your precious little light magic, we have to earn the darkness that consumes our souls. Once we’ve proven ourselves worthy it’s only the beginning. We throw ourselves into the deepest pits of Hell where our souls are forged into the darkest, most twisted shadows of our former selves. Then we have to climb back out wounded and alone. Most never make it, but those precious few that do, rise to greatness like the world’s never seen. Are you willing to murder who you are now for the transition?”

She stood up and looked him in the eyes. “Yes.”

“I wonder cousin, what has caused such a dramatic change? I’d wager it’s a man.”

“Shut up and tell me what I need to do.”

“If I am to ‘shut up’ how can I tell you what you need to do?” She glared until he continued. “Fine. You should just kill whatever man is causing you trouble. They’re easily replaceable, especially for you. Bat your eyelashes and have another fifty to replace him.”

“I can’t.”

“Ha, that’s rich. You summon me to set you on the dark path and you can’t even get rid of one human because you’re in love with the man that has wronged you? You’re a succubus, a freakin’ succubus. I’ve got to post this on the Hellion Facebook group. They’ll die, and come back, and die and come back. It’s that funny.”

“It’s. Not. Funny.”

“Tell that to the 66 likes and 23 comments.” He glanced up from his phone and smirked. “Is that your angry face or are you a little gassy?”

She took a deep breath and smiled. “You’re right.”

“I know, it’s hilarious, but a little bit less funny now that you’re on board with the funny thing.”

“I never said he was human. If he was human why would I need you?”

“No, you can’t mean him? I thought that was just a rumor.” he said nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

She looked him square in the eyes. He flinched away.

“He’s the most powerful being alive. He’ll kill us all. Damnit, he’ll probably kill me for even talking to you. I can’t help you.”

“You know, you’re right about me. I’m a succubus and I should start acting like it.” She walked up to the circle he was trapped in and broke it with no hesitation.

“You’re dumber than you look. You should know better than to release a demon from a circle without some sort of binding.” He grinned raising his arms to cast a spell. “Too bad it’s only a mistake you get to make once. Your mangled body is going to win me his favor.”

“No, please don’t hurt me. If you’re going to kill me make it quick,” she said bringing her hands up shielding her throat.

“I’m going to choke the life from you,” he said reaching for her throat, taking her cue. As soon as their skin met he melted to her will.

“Who’s dumb now?” she asked. “You forget, I’m basically four of the seven deadly sins. I’m going to use you for your knowledge and your power. You will give me the life I want or you will die trying. Understand?”

“Yes, my love.”

“If only my magic worked so easily on him, but that would be cheating. And I love a challenge.”

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I'm a writer. I've always been fascinated by the paranormal, books, movies, unexplained mysteries. My fascination tends to creep into my writing.
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