Alex Clark took a breath and checked the time. He ran a hand through his short reddish brown hair as he looked over the circle painted around the bed in his attic - on a mat rather than the floorboards - compared the sigils to the ones in the book he was holding and nodded.
Okay. He didn't believe what the guy in the singles bar had told him, but if nothing else a ritual declaration of not wanting to go another six months without a date would help with his mindset. And if it did work... one night with a succubus?
His phone beeped. Midnight - actual midnight, not clock midnight.
Here's hoping this online translation was accurate and he was really calling up "Bring forth all that I desire in a woman"...
I wonder how this will go for him... ;)
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