Luna x lust : mistress of shadow and flame part 2
Luna: Mistress of Shadow and Flame — Part II The moon was hanging low that night, veiled in a smoky halo that looked almost alive — like it, too, was watching. The city beneath it pulsed with hunger; neon lights flickered like open veins, and I could feel the current of desire humming through the streets. It always found its way to me. It always does. They come to me pretending to seek pleasure — but what they truly crave is release . Not the kind they expect. The kind that strips them bare of illusion, pride, and ego. The kind that leaves them trembling, reborn through surrender. I waited in my chamber — black silk, mirrors, and the scent of burning myrrh wrapping around me like armor. My raven hair fell like a curse over my shoulders, and the air shimmered faintly as I whispered my invocation. My power is not of flesh alone; it seeps from the spaces between thought and desire. He entered quietly — another lost one, drawn to the light I hide in my darkness. His eyes darted to mine...