• Supernatural

    Stranger Than Lust

    Julia was buried in numbers, reports, and deadlines that sucked every last bit of color from the world. Thirty-four years old, green eyes, beautiful. Her cubicle, a gray box on the tenth floor of a soulless building, was the portrait of monotony: stacked papers, a blinking monitor, and a clock reading 12:03. Lunch time. While her coworkers headed to the cafeteria, Julia locked her screen, slipped in an earbud to keep up appearances, and opened her phone. Destination? An erotic story website—her secret oasis, where five minutes of reading could turn an unbearable day into something… alive. She just wanted a quick relief, a heat rising between her legs that…

  • Scepter of Manfred

    Black Queen

    Author’s note: This story is a continuation of this one, and contains spoilers for it: https://lustcastles.blog/2025/05/27/white-queen/ If you haven’t read it yet, I recommend reading it first and then reading here if you want. Also to avoid getting lost in this story. But if you want to read this one straight through and don’t mind spoilers, that’s fine, I think you’ll enjoy it too. ********************************************** The White Queen wouldn’t leave my mind. After the magic and the sex from the night before, I just couldn’t fall asleep. And when I finally did, I dreamed only of her. I spent the entire day at work remembering those blue eyes and that…

  • Dayana´s family,  Mr. Steve

    Closing the Deal

    In front of the mansion, a beautiful young blonde waved at the driver, signaling this was the right place. “This is it,” said Mr. Steve, a highly successful man in his early fifties. This was where the driver should drop him off. He stepped out of the car and walked toward the mansion’s entrance—only then realizing there were two blondes. The one who waved appeared to be in her forties, blue-eyed and stunning. She wore a stylish blue blazer, maintaining the formal air expected from a luxury real estate agent. The other, much younger, equally blonde and blue-eyed, was just as beautiful, but dressed in a gray suit. “Hello, Mr.…

  • Scepter of Manfred

    White Queen

    How would I define myself? A warlock. I admit, I’m a mediocre one. I don’t create my own spells or magical artifacts. My specialty lies in researching those crafted by true warlocks. Researching spells and magical objects is my passion, and in that, I must say—I excel. Magic, at the level I practice it, isn’t something you can just Google. You have to dig through dusty shelves in used bookstores, know the worth of scribbled annotations in the margins, and, in some cases, uncover hidden treasures in antique shop attics. Luckily, it doesn’t cost me much. Most people are ignorant of magic and dismiss its value. They don’t realize what…