Lust Papyrus Novels & Stories

“Let me see that map of the packs.” I reached across the table and grabbed the tablet we had been using to help us research. I pulled up the map of the pack lands of Lycuria and handed Helene the device. She set it down next to the journal she was holding open. Lucas rubbed my shoulder as we watched her work through something she had found. I chewed my lip as I waited, my hands fidgeting with anticipation. “Lucas… what do you make of this?” Helene handed both the tablet and the notebook over to Lucas.

He had to stand way back to allow the fire to die down a little. Shaking his head, Lucian pulled out his flashlight to read the writing on the stored herbs. They were mostly confusing to him. Mugwort? For God sakes. Night shade, Evening Primrose. Finally, toward the bottom, he thought he found what he was looking for. All that was printed on it in; Arabella’s beautiful script, was one saying only ‘Drawing.’ He was pretty sure that one was one Arabella told him would draw whatever he needed to him. Well, now was the time to find out.

But that changed the next morning again as soon as I found out that he received a letter from Laelia. We stopped at another city center for lunch and I found a wooden building that was the town's library. It was filled with wax tablets, papyrus scrolls, and parchments with ancient knowledge. I found several scrolls that I could read, so I started looking for stuff on gemstones and their magical properties; mythical beasts, and how to tackle them; curses and remedies; how to make sorceress answer questions without posing riddles; and so on. Oh, how I miss Wikipedia! "These must be returned within a fortnight." The librarian told me, eyeing my huge pile of collection suspiciously.

Then he got up. The office Elias had prepared for her was silent, lit only by the faint light coming through the window. Luka sat in her chair, his heart beating faster than usual. He wasn’t a man who felt remorse easily, but he still hesitated for two seconds before opening the laptop. The password was the four of their names together with the date of the ceremony. Luka smiled faintly—Maeve was predictable in the emotional details. He opened the folder “Manuscript – Lira.”

He paused "have a look this file first" "Coal mining scam" The title of file was enough for him to dripping from sweat. "M..My..Ki.ng" He Stammered. "I think so you don't need to open this file, You have already know what I am talking about" A dark chuckled roar in study. "I want you sign this file" He gave him green file.

Aunt Jules always told me how much I reminded her of her big sister. I placed the picture on the nightstand next to the bed and then I continued to explore the contents of the chest. The next thing I found was a tattered paper scroll. It was old looking and had a weird old, dirty brown colour. I picked it up and it felt grainy against my fingers. "Is that Papyrus!" Zander carefully took the scroll from my hand. "It is. WOW!" He said, he began to examine the scroll more closely. "What is a Papyrus?"

The wet sounds of my fingers grew louder, more obscene, making everything feel even more degrading. He watched me with dark, unwavering focus. Not moving. Not speaking. Just watching. Faster. Harder. My thighs started to tremble. Pleasure built rapidly under his gaze, sharp and humiliating. “That’s it,” he murmured. “Show your lord how you touch yourself when you think about me.”

The hardened clay became soft and insubstantial, changing shape and reforming itself into a papyrus scroll filled with hieroglyphics. Isimud was showing the scroll to a band of travelling merchants who smiled avariciously and rubbed their hands together. They were not smiling by the time the Anunnaki appeared. Jimmy’s sight was filled with the scroll when they were done and he saw it change shape once again into a single edition book that looked like it had come fresh off a Gutenberg press. This one was being placed into the eager hands of some Bavarian fur trappers, who did not manage to keep their own skins after they read it.

Everyone held their breath. “Paper?” Selene whispered. Lilith took the paper with slightly trembling hands. It had yellowed with age, but the writing on it was still quite legible, Lilith’s mother’s handwriting. Tears welled up in Lilith’s eyes even before she read it. Lucas stepped a little closer, trying to give her courage. Lilith slowly unrolled the scroll.

Kael looked like she’d punched him. “I just want to protect you.” “And I just want to live long enough to be worth protecting.” Maya entered the room at that moment, holding a sheet of parchment in her hand, face pale. “You need to see this.” Liana took the parchment—and her heart stuttered. It was covered in Sierra’s handwriting. Ancient lunar glyphs layered over one another, frantic and raw. But it wasn’t the writing that chilled her. It was the title. The Extraction of Essence: How to Rebirth a False Luna.