In the mystical realm of Velloria, where magic and desire intertwine, there exists a secret garden known only to a few. Deep within the enchanted forest lies a hidden clearing, where the moonlight dances upon the emerald leaves and the air is filled with the sweet scent of blooming night jasmine.
It is here, in this sacred space, that a bewitching nymph known as Lyra resides. Her skin is as pale as the moon, her eyes the color of sapphires, and her hair cascades down her back like a river of molten silver. But it is not her ethereal beauty that draws travelers from far and wide to seek her out—it is the secret she guards between her thighs.
For Lyra