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Eyes the color of wet stone. He looked at me the way people look at something they have already decided to keep. “Elena Voss,” he said. “Come in.” The room smelled faintly of cedar. Two armchairs facing each other across a low table. A single lamp throwing warm light. Behind him, a wall of books with titles I recognized from my father’s study. Experimental hypnosis. Dissociative states. The ethics of suggestion. I sat. He sat. The silence stretched until my pulse felt loud.

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

“A woman like me? What’s that? Old? Lonely?” He frowned. “Don’t talk down about yourself, Rene. You’re not ancient. And you’re not alone. You have me. And the fellas,” He picked up the phone, his face now closer to the screen. “I mean a woman who has a body that needs to be touched. Held. A grown woman with needs.” My face felt hot. “Oh.” I looked at the time on my phone. “It’s damn near four and you’ll need to be at work soon.”

His authority just makes him even sexier. Gavin glances over at me and I smile at him. Too bad I’m not wearing a skirt right now, then I could really give him something to look at. I listen to him and the other people talking about a whole bunch of boring stuff that I don’t really understand for what feels like forever. I start getting bored, which I know is probably a little immature. I just really want him to fuck me and that can’t happen until his meeting is over.

Today was going to be a good day, I was going to meet Janice my ex-neighbour for sex and because she was a breeder, she would fuck me without asking me why. It had started a month ago when a strange man had approached me explained that Janice was the once in a thousand years wolf called STEALER! A type of werewolf that can actually fuck with any body without mates or not.

The circle was drawn in Himalayan salt and crushed pomegranate seeds, the air thick with the scent of burnt honey and Ava's desperation. She wasn't praying; she was bargaining. Her knife, usually an extension of her will, felt heavy and dull in her hand. The critics' words echoed, derivative, lacking fire, safe, carved deeper wounds than any blade. Michelin stars felt like distant, dying embers. Inspiration had deserted her like a fickle lover. So, she turned to the unconventional section of her grandmother's grimoire, the one bound in suspiciously soft, warm leather. Incubus Minor: For Creative Ignition. Price: Nights of Service.

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Gavin said as his lips curved into a mischievous smile, he had given Asher the new edition which had many erotic scenes and his silly self could not wait to see the Third prince's reaction to his book. Clueless Asher could only sigh as he didn't even understand what the Fifth and Sixth prince were talking about and he couldn't keep his curiousity so he finally decided to ask. "What is an adult book? You said the book would make me an adult so why must the Third prince not see the book?" Gavin looked at Asher and clicked his tongue. "Poor little Asher still does not get the point, the book contains erotic art, do you understand now?" Asher's lips parted in disbelief. "You gave me a book fille