After days of a strange sexual reawakening, Rachel Wainwright finally meets the reason
for the wonderful change in her life. Althea Carpenter is a succubus who has been
forced to take up residence in her mind. As she explains her history, and that of
the succubi, Rachel is filled with sympathy for her plight, and agrees to help her
regain her previous form.
Meanwhile, the spell of the succubus is having an effect on other members of Rachel's
household. Goaded by urges he finds shameful and perverse, Rachel's son Alex finds
love and acceptance in Maria's arms. And Rachel's daughter Sarah is being drawn to
a new man in her life. Will they find happiness together? Or will their forbidden
love doom them all? One thing is certain. When you look into the eyes of a succubus,
you may see some...Dark Reflections.
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With a start, Rachel opened her eyes. She was lying on her back. The covers
had been pulled down to lie in a crumpled heap at the foot of the bed. Morning sunlight
poured through the open windows, and the cotton curtains swayed in a soft spring
breeze. More importantly, her husband was kissing her. From the warm feeling in her
chest and groin, he had been arousing her for some time.
“Well, this is a wonderful way to wake up,” she murmured softly. She smiled
down at her long-time lover and best friend. “Looking for someplace to hide your
morning wood?” she teased.
Josh raised himself on his arms, moving forward so he could give her another
good-morning kiss. “Amazing thing, the male body,” he said, when their lips parted.
“No matter how many times you make love to a beautiful woman, it can't wait to do
She smiled at the compliment, looping her arms around his neck and drawing
him down to her. How long had it been since they had spent a lazy morning in bed?
Years, perhaps. For the first time in far too long, there were no urgent needs driving
her. No cases to prepare for, no witnesses to depose, no briefs to write and file.
If she and Josh wished, they could spend all day in bed.
~Ooh, that sounds nice. Yes, let's do that.~ Althea said.
Be quiet, you, Rachel said. Can't you leave me alone for a while?
~Actually, no. I can't. That's kind of the point of this whole exercise, isn't
it? And just remember, the more you make love to Joshua, the quicker you will have
the mental privacy you desire. Until then, get used to having company.~
She dragged her nails up his back, tickling her husband, watching through hooded
lids as his back arched under her touch. God, I've missed this. The feeling of power,
even when he's on top of me, seemingly in control.
~Being a woman is wonderful, is it not? At least, when you control your own
destiny. This is why my mother spurned Adam and God. She would not allow herself
to become subordinate. A tool to be used.~
Tell me, she asked, is this thing with our secretions...catching? If Jeremy
makes love to another woman, would she be affected?
~What, are you worried about mankind catching a case of universal horniness,
as if it were some sort of awesome venereal disease?~ Althea's voice was teasing.
~Fortunately, no. It would have happened way before now. We are a lusty bunch, although
there aren't many of us. You don't have to be worried about being Patient Zero in
the great Sex Plague of 2016.~
Rachel Wainwright is a mortal woman who has become the host of Althea, an immortal
succubus, a being of desire, passion, and sex. Now aware of the woman who shares
her mind, Rachel searches for Althea's body, seeking to restore her to her physical
But evil is stirring. A dark force grows aware that Althea is vulnerable. Unaware
of the danger, Rachel and her family embark on a journey of sexual exploration. Sarah,
Rachel's teenage daughter, finds herself torn between opposing desires. Will it be
Jeremy, Rachel's sexy intern, who wins her heart? Or will she give in to another,
more primal need? And Alex and Maria find their hearts tested, too, as a trip to
the hospital to visit Althea's body turns hot.
Because when you bask in the light of a succubus, you will find she casts...Bright
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Josh sat in his leather armchair, shaking inside, as his daughter padded quietly
into the room.
You thought you were the risk-taker in the family, huh? Good God. You don't
have anything when it compares to Rachel.
Sarah was wearing a white terrycloth bathrobe, belted around the middle, which
reached below her knees. Her brown hair was still damp from the shower, and fell
in gentle waves past her shoulders.
To her father's eyes, she looked very confused and very young.
And very, very desirable.
Before her daughter could resist, Rachel had reached around and unknotted the
sash of the bathrobe. Once it was loose, she spread it wide, leaving her exposed
from head to foot. “Josh, do you think your daughter is pretty?”
“No,” he said, swallowing. “I think Sarah is fucking gorgeous.”