Welcome to my lair. The door shuts behind you like a final breath, sealing out everything soft, safe, or sane. The air hums with something ancient, something spoiled and sweet — like the perfume of decayed roses, velvet rope, and…

“Please, Bastian,” I panted, shame and need twisting together as I arched back, offering myself fully. “Fuck me. I need your cock now.” The words were raw, desperate, and they shattered the last of my restraint. With a guttural curse,…

His eyes flashed with something feral, a dangerous thrill, and before I could blink, he’d backed me against the balcony railing, the cold iron biting into my spine. His hand slid down my side, possessive and deliberate, until it gripped…

The humid night air clung to my skin like a lover’s breath, heavy with the scent of jasmine and the distant tang of saltwater from the bay. I stood on the wrought-iron balcony of the old Creole mansion, the sultry…

In the heart of an ancient castle, hidden behind towering walls and guarded by fierce warriors, lay Raven’s bed chamber. The room was dimly lit, casting shadows that danced on the stone walls, creating a sense of mystery and intrigue.…