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The Midnight Feast of Bastet
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Apr 26, 2025
In the House of Bastet, hidden deep in the labyrinth of Memphis, only those marked by the goddess herself were allowed entry. Neferu was one of them — a priestess …
Velwyn Nights Chapter 4: The Thread Between
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May 01, 2025
Morning came with a hush. Ronan woke to the scent of jasmine and smoke, her body curled against his like a spell still unfolding. Selene slept with one hand resting …
The Witch’s Hour
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May 01, 2025
They said no man entered the forest past midnight and returned unchanged. Ronan did it anyway. The air thickened as he stepped into the glade where the moonlight danced unnaturally—too …
The Fire and the Stone
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Apr 26, 2025
The snow came early that year. Thick, heavy, merciless. Bran was hunting alone when he heard the scream — sharp, wild, tearing across the frozen pines like a hawk’s cry. …
The Librarian’s Secret
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Apr 22, 2025
Librarian Harold was a moth, and Father Michael, the new priest, was a flame. Every Wednesday, Michael visited the library to borrow theology texts, his collar snug against a neck …
The Boss’s Wife
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Apr 22, 2025
Milo, the office intern, was doomed the day Mrs. Callahan—his boss’s wife—walked into the copy room. She was all red lipstick and tailored dresses, her perfume a punch to Milo’s …
Velwyn Nights Chapter 5: The Scent of Iron
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May 01, 2025
By dusk, the Watchers had vanished. But the silence they left behind was a warning more than a comfort. Selene packed quickly—bundles of herbs, spell-scrolls, a dagger etched with runes …
The Necklace’s Lure (Affair of the Diamond Necklace, France, 1785)
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Apr 22, 2025
Jeanne, a cunning courtesan, had Cardinal Rohan wrapped around her finger. His Eminence, smitten, believed she was Queen Marie Antoinette’s confidante. Jeanne’s laugh—sparkling like Versailles chandeliers—made Rohan’s cassock feel like …
Beneath the Velvet Silence
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Apr 23, 2025
England, 1821. Lady Eliza Fairmoor was everything a duke’s daughter should be — obedient, graceful, tragically beautiful. Her life was stitched in lace and silence, days spent learning to host, …
The Song of Aclla
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Apr 26, 2025
In the high mountains where the condors wheeled and the stones drank sunlight, there was a girl named Amaru. She was an Aclla — a Chosen Woman — raised in …