I have an ulterior motive for this (besides the obvious if-you-like-this-then-go-buy-my-books). There’s a short story I’ve been working on since Christmas that keeps juddering to a halt. By breaking it up into nice bite-sized chunks and posting them up here, I might start to feel enough deadline pressure to get the damn thing finished. Readers baying for new chapters often has that effect.
Er, Succubus Summoning 201. Shhhh!
The story will start proper next Sunday, but in the meantime here’s an introduction to whet the appetite. It goes without saying all work is copyright me (as in M.E. Hydra). Reproduce it elsewhere and I’ll send Nÿte round to tear out your twitching soul. Also, if you happen to have found your way here despite being less than eighteen years old, please leave now. You might be safe for the first chapter or so, but sooner or later the story will head off into areas that will make your hormone-riddled brain implode and I really don’t want to be landed with the clean-up bill.
Anyway—
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Locked in with a Succubus
A phone rang in an innocuous little terraced townhouse. It was answered by an extremely attractive woman in a chic white fur coat.“What do you want, Inari?”
The woman seemed irritated by the intrusion.
“Why me? I told you I don’t want to get involved. I’m not one of your game pieces.”
The girl paced. Her delicate nostrils flared with anger.
“Gift?”
The girl paused. Suspicion and anger gave way to surprise.
“Really? How old?”
She heard the answer. Her full red lips curled up in a predatory smile. Her cheeks flushed bright red.
“Oooh...”
To be continued...
