Year of the Inner Goddess

Dear Diary

And I am staring at this page as though it might decide for me where such a story ought to begin. Because this is not the first tale of its kind. That, perhaps, is the difficulty.
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The Man Beneath the Legend

Cinema grants him arrows, swagger, rebellion, and impossible precision beneath moonlit branches. But none of those stories linger long enough upon the unnerving reality of standing before a man carved so thoroughly from myth that your own pulse forgets itself for a moment. This is the story I wish to tell. Not the legend. The…
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The Sirens of Atlantis

Tiny bioluminescent reeflings gathered shamelessly near the palace windows whenever revelry grew too raucous, flickering back and forth like scandalized old matrons collecting gossip.
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The Violence of a Starving God

Pain and pleasure collided catastrophically beneath her ribs as he buried himself fully inside her in one merciless thrust. She felt split apart around him, body straining helplessly to accommodate the sheer size of him, yet the ruthless thoroughness of his mouth moments earlier had left her drenched and aching enough to take him.
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