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The Djinn’s Kiss
eromance eromance Apr 26, 2025

The night air in Shiraz was heavy with jasmine and old poems. Elena, an American tourist with a cracked leather journal tucked under her arm, wandered too far from the …

Beneath the Olive Moon
eromance eromance Apr 26, 2025

The night Alethea dared the sacred grove of Artemis, the olive trees whispered warnings. No mortal woman was meant to walk there after sunset, especially not alone, especially not bare-footed …

Whispers in the Guest Room
eromance eromance May 01, 2025

The house was quiet, save for the soft creak of the floorboards under Mia’s bare feet. The guest room door was ajar, a sliver of moonlight spilling across the hardwood. …

The Temple of Mirrors
eromance eromance Apr 26, 2025

It was in Rajasthan, where the sands eat memory and the nights hum with ghost songs, that Kiara found the temple. Locals warned her: The Temple of Mirrors does not …

Confessional
eromance eromance Apr 25, 2025

The cathedral was silent at midnight. Empty pews stretched like shadows. Candles flickered near the altar, casting a soft glow over centuries of stained glass and stone saints. She stepped …

Beneath the Velvet Silence
eromance eromance 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 Elevator
eromance eromance Apr 25, 2025

It started with a look—just a look. They stepped into the elevator together at 11:37 p.m., both damp from the summer storm outside. Her dress clung to her like second …

The Minister’s Mistake (Profumo Affair, UK, 1963)
eromance eromance Apr 22, 2025

Christine, a showgirl with legs like a Cold War ceasefire, had John Profumo, War Secretary, in a spin. Their poolside meeting at Cliveden—her nude swim a diplomatic incident—left him dizzy. …

The Blacksmith’s Folly (Medieval England, 14th Century)
eromance eromance Apr 22, 2025

Will the blacksmith was built like an ox, but his heart was a swooning minstrel’s when it came to Lady Eleanor, the baron’s daughter. Her gowns hugged curves that made …

The Bookshop on Maple Street
eromance eromance Apr 23, 2025

In the sleepy town of Wrenwood, nestled between rolling hills and endless rows of oak trees, there was a small bookshop on Maple Street — Clementine's Books & Co. It …