She was dark. Great in bed, but the devil in your head.

When she was done with you, you were never the same again.

You were better off dead.


Adalind Schade walked out of her favorite coffee, discussing the new case she working on with her partner, Katelyn.

She looked straight ahead into the eyes of a beautiful, pale, green eyed man and his chocolate colored partner. She uncontrollably changed into her form, a succubus, at the beauty of the man. He was her prey.

Little did she know.

He was the predator.


Nick Burkhardt walked into his apartment in then outskirts of Portland. He had a long day and just wanted to go to sleep. He would shower in the morning, Nick thought.

He flopped down on the bed, not bothering to take off his work boots and dozed off.

Not long after, he heard his bedroom door creak. Quiet enough that only he could hear it.

He blinked his eyes a few times to discover a blonde haired beauty on top of him.

She was only dressed in a scantily clad teddy and was straddling his crotch.

The surprising thing, however, was that she had two red wings and a tail protruding from between her legs.

Nick opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, the woman put his gloved hands on his plump lips and kissed him.

When she pulled away, he asked her, "What are you?"

She spoke and said, "Your worst nightmare dressed like a daydream."

She sank her teeth into her neck and he winced in pain.


This was exactly what she wanted.

Fear.

It was what she lived off of, fear.

She had killed hundreds of men and was going to kill thousands more.

Including the man she was on top of.

But something in her said, Ride him. Ride him until he's dry.

Something else said, Rip his throat out and drink his blood.

She wanted to do both.

But she wanted to fuck him more than kill him.


I don't own Grimm or any of the characters. Did I tell you? There are no wesen and Nick and Adalind don't hate each other. At least, not yet. P.S. I will update all my other stories later and the rating will probably become M next chapter. BYEEEEE! -Mal the Unicorn