A Devil in Disguise

Angelle Stone

Era/Setting(s): Modern, Medieval, Fantasy
Age: appears 25-30
Height: 5'4
Build: Curvaceous
Ethnicity: appears African American or Latina, depending on your view

Angelle Stone was, if nothing else, a tough customer. She'd been around the block for a few millennia and found that despite a peek of hope every now and again, humankind was just ... disappointing on fairly every level.

An air of haughtiness circled her perpetually, permeating her moods, actions and most noticeably, that look that she would often seem to have stuck on her face.

Yeah, there were people in the world who were passable a decent but most of them weren't worth the space they took up, and certainly not worth her time.

Often found lurking around seedy bars, casinos or concerts, Angelle is always looking to get what she needs from the people in her path, and leave nothing but a quivering pile in her wake. Being a succubus was such a pain in the ass in general, but now with the advent and adoption of technology, it was getting easier.

At least, most of the time, she didn't have to directly interact with anyone much longer than it took for her to feed and leave. That kept her secret safer - and her secret desires even more so. It had been a very long time indeed since she'd found someone worth.. sticking around for.

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