“To you, who reads this, be warned. Within this volume is imprisoned a demon most insidious. A creature of seduction and sin, not burdened by conscience or morality. Read no further, let it rest here for eternity.”
Miriam Constable scoffs at this warning, but quickly finds herself swept up by the stories inside the tome. Reality and fantasy blur as the book's hold on her grows. Will she be able to tear herself away, or will Miriam unleash the demon?
This 11,000 words story of temptation and desperate need is for adults only!
The girl was softly singing as she washed some clothes, including her own. This left Rachelle clothed only in her undergarments. 'Lousy introduction, but the writer really knows how to describe something. I can see the girl, picture how she bends over to expose milky white thighs.'
Miriam's breathing deepened as she read further, imagining the pleasure demon stalking Rachelle. Slinking up to her until he could mold his immaterial form to the unsuspecting girl. She could hear how he whispered hot urgings to her, his ghostly hands reaching deep inside to stir the embers of her desire.
'Thick arousal began to course through her. Rachelle didn't know where this was coming from, why it was happening now. She straightened her back as she pulled the wet article of clothing out of the stream. She stopped rubbing it so she could begin rubbing her thighs together.