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Rose thought she could leverage a secret to her advantage, but when her attempt to blackmail her boss backfires, she finds herself ensnared in a dark web of control and submission. The money she accepted wasn't for her silence, but had her trapped in an agreement in which she became a sexual plaything for Mr. Smith and his clients in a quiet town where everyone knows her name. Rose must navigate a twisted world of power and pain. As she endures the relentless torment of men who love the way she responds to punishment and domination.

As a young woman who's seen her fair share of trauma and depravity, Liliana is determined to build a better life for herself. But the freedom she seeks comes at a cost, and survival means surrendering herself to the wants of men. When she finds herself caught between the possessive Jason, a tattoo artist with a turbulent past who places his claim upon her, and the charming Mike, a wealthy accountant with a hidden agenda, she must navigate their dangerous game of power and control.

I thought I was the one exploring the darkness. A little psilocybin. A safe retreat. A harmless dive into my own mind for inspiration. But the mycelium saw deeper than I ever meant it to. It slipped into my thoughts, peeling back everything I tried to hide — every secret ache, every forbidden craving. It fed on my fear and my need. And then he came. A creation? A hallucination? Or something far worse? He binds me. Teases me. Torments me. Pushes me deeper into submission with every wicked touch.

Some desires are better left unfulfilled. I've always been ashamed of my darkest fantasies—especially those involving Elias, the mysterious man from my mycology club with piercing blue eyes. When he invites me to view his private collection, something inside warns me to refuse. But curiosity and forbidden attraction override caution. What follows is a nightmarish descent as I find myself trapped in a cycle of violation and pleasure I can neither fully remember nor escape.

Isaac said I’d been chosen, and I believed him. The Divine revealed itself not in sermons or scripture, but in breath, in bloom, in touch. On the pileus, I shed my shame like a second skin. I was taken. Filled. Worshiped as I worshiped. Every pulse, every binding, every release became a prayer. A knowing. A joining. This is no temple of stone. It is something older. Something alive. Something spreading. He doesn’t speak in words. He doesn’t need to. I feel His will in the tendrils curling through me, in the spores that catch the light when I moan. I belong here. I know that now.

When footage of my husband’s affair went viral, everyone had an opinion within hours. His name was on every platform and media source, and so was mine. Suddenly, my private life became public spectacle, and the world watched as my marriage unraveled in real time.

College graduation meant a tropical vacation partying with friends. But when a handsome man led me to an ancient altar high in the mountains, I wound up an immobilized sacrifice to an ancient deity I'd unwittingly awakened.

When my car lost control and careened off the mountain road, I braced myself for a long, frigid night alone in the wilderness, trapped by the storm. Just as despair began to settle in, a stranger emerged, offering refuge. It should have been a quiet wait for morning before a trip down to the nearest town. But as the night went on, I found myself purchased by a power-hungry beast who relished his ability to dominate and claim.

I was done. Done with the lies, the silence, the system that protected powerful men in suits while erasing women like me. There seemed to be no escape. Then something found me in the dark. Lucien isn’t human, though he wears the shape beautifully. He’s older. Hungrier. And he sees what they did to me. What they’re still doing. He offers a choice I never thought possible: something more than survival.