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Arcana of Pleasure
It was the year 1783, Anno Domini, when the skies turned gray and Selmara’s name once again began to be whispered with fear by the cracked lips of the villagers. Selmara lived in the same house near the forest, almost at the edge of the village on the road that led to the castle of Nebelheim, a kingdom nestled in the heart of the now decaying and confused Holy Roman Empire. The villagers felt a mixture of lust and fear toward her. She was a woman of undeniable beauty; her garments, always black and tightly fitted to her body, stirred the imagination of the village men. Yet they spoke with…
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Party of Five – Part 1
This story is a continuation, and contains spoilers, of this one: Five The storm roared outside, turning the windows of the airport’s VVIP lounge into black mirrors reflecting five identical faces — but souls that danced to their own rhythm. Camila, Valentina, Sofia, Luna, and Isabela — blue-eyed quintuplets with bodies that defied logic and statistics — had been stuck there for hours, their flight to an exotic destination indefinitely delayed. Mr. Smith, the wealthy man who had brought them together for one explosive night in Buenos Aires, wasn’t there. Called away on business, he’d left the day before, abandoning them alone. Empty champagne flutes lay scattered across the…
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The Irresistible Proposal
This story is a continuation and contains spoilers from this one: https://lustcastles.blog/2025/05/28/closing-the-deal/ I recommend that you read it first to make it easier to read and understand this one. The first time you open a drawer you shouldn’t, it’s tough, it sticks, but by the second time, it glides easier, and from the third time on, you don’t even think about whether you should open it—you just do. Obsession. That’s what it’s called. By the poolside, on that sun-soaked morning, Steve was consumed by the memory that drove him to buy the mansion. He’d been seduced, raw and unfiltered, by the realtors—a mother and daughter—who tapped into his deepest, dirtiest…


