I Called Her The Succubus Summoning Ritual & What Follows
I Called Her The Succubus Summoning Ritual & What Follows
Let me be clear: summoning a succubus is not a game.
It’s not a fantasy spell, or some edgy TikTok trend.
It’s a calling and once that door is open, something comes through.
This is a personal account, a warning, and a ritual guide.
If you choose to follow it, do so with full awareness.
Not everyone comes back the same.
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The Nature of the Succubus
She is not what most think she is.
She is not just a sex spirit. She is desire weaponized. Energy in feminine form.
A predator and a teacher. A lover who leaves you shaking, raw, and hungry for more — not just for her, but for truth.
She does not play by human rules.
Call her lightly, and she may ignore you.
Call her carelessly, and she may destroy parts of you you never meant to sacrifice.
But call her properly with respect, clarity, and power and she may answer.
And if she does… she will change you.
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The Ritual I Used
Materials:
A black candle
A mirror
A pen and paper
Silence
Darkness
The Process:
1. I lit the black candle and placed it before the mirror — flame and reflection.
2. I wrote my desire. Not lust. Not filth. Desire.
Clarity. Respect. Why I was calling her.
3. I fixed my eyes on my own gaze in the mirror.
4. Then I spoke this chant, slowly, three times:
> “Succubus of the night, hear my call,
Through this veil, I ask you to fall.
Come to me with grace and power,
Visit me in this sacred hour.”
Then I waited.
No music. No fear. Just awareness.
When the temperature shifted and the air thickened I knew something heard me.
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What Happened After
She didn’t speak. She didn’t appear in red lace or wings.
She came in energy. Heat across my chest. Pressure behind my eyes.
Dreams so vivid they left marks on my body. Breath in my ear that wasn’t mine.
And slowly, she began to feed but never took more than I gave.
Until I gave too much.
That’s the danger no one talks about.
A succubus does not steal. She accepts what you offer — and we offer more than we realize.
The addiction is real.
The craving to call her every night.
The sense that you’re not alone anymore… even when you want to be.
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The Real Risk
The danger isn’t always her.
Sometimes it’s what comes pretending to be her.
Dark things answer open calls. And if you’re weak, they know.
You’ll dream of her but wake up drained, sick, paranoid.
Your shadows become louder. You can’t tell what’s yours anymore.
That’s why intention and grounding are everything.
That’s why this post exists.
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If You Must Call Her
Be clear in your intention. Never beg.
Offer strength, not desperation.
Cleanse your space after smoke, salt, iron.
Don’t make promises unless you’re prepared to keep them.
If she answers, thank her. Always.
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I don’t regret calling her.
But I no longer call her often.
Once you taste her energy, the world changes.
And you’ll never quite see yourself the same way again.
She doesn’t just seduce. She initiates.
Call her if you dare.
But never forget — she hears you now.
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Arcana Noire
Where shadow meets intention.
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