February 2021
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Hedonistic Prince: A Poetic Reflection on Desire and Unspoken Longing
The thought of him tightens breath and muscle alike—desire humming just beneath the surface. Held, restrained, exquisitely unresolved. What was felt most deeply is often what is never said. Continue reading
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Anatole VI: Don’t Let the Devil Fool You
The illusion didn’t shatter all at once—it cracked under the weight of disrespect I could no longer excuse. Wanting him was never the mistake. Believing he respected me was. This is where discernment replaced desire, and I chose not to be fooled again. Continue reading
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Anatole V: Resist the Devil, and He Will Flee From You
Wanting him was never the problem. Losing myself was. This is the moment I chose restraint over longing—bowing out not because the desire faded, but because I finally respected myself more than the pull of temptation. Continue reading
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Anatole IV: Speak of the Devil and He Doth Appear
He disappears just long enough to make desire ache, then returns to pull me back into his orbit. Knowing better doesn’t quiet the wanting—it sharpens it. And sometimes, the most dangerous part isn’t the devil himself, but how willingly you step back into the dance. Continue reading
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When You Know Better, But Want It So Bad
Have you ever wanted something so deeply it burned beneath your skin? This piece explores the electric tension between desire and discipline — the ache of wanting what you know you shouldn’t. A visceral meditation on temptation, self-restraint, and the sweet torment of waiting for what isn’t yours. Continue reading
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Anatole III: It Feels Like Heaven to Flirt With Hell
What began as seduction deepened into something more dangerous—desire tangled with secrecy, power, and moral compromise. It felt intoxicating to flirt with hell, even as clarity crept in, whispering that pleasure and consequence are rarely as separate as we pretend. Continue reading
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Anatole II: And Lead Us Not Into Temptation
He didn’t ask—he decided. With charm, momentum, and a confidence that felt intoxicating, he pulled me willingly toward temptation. I knew he would be trouble. I also knew I wouldn’t resist—and that realization thrilled me more than it should have. Continue reading
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Anatole I: First Encounter with the Handsome, Silver-Tongued Devil
He arrived like a spark on a detonation cord—fast, confident, impossible to ignore. Fifteen minutes was all he offered, yet he left me charged with questions about charm, control, and the dangerous allure of a man who never asks, only decides. Continue reading
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Don’t Be a Martyr for Your Children
Too many couples stay in unhappy marriages “for the children,” but what message does that really send? Love built on resentment and obligation teaches kids to settle for less. Sometimes, the bravest act of love is letting go — choosing happiness for yourself so your children can one day recognize what real love should look… Continue reading