meet your guide to the descent….
welcome to dreaming so darkly… a place where longing is not denied, and where surrender is both sacred and profane.
if you've struggled to find erotica that speaks to the depths of your soul—if you've longed for stories that don’t shy away from the heat but also nourish the parts of you that ache to be seen—then you’re in the right place.
for this isn’t just erotica.
here, i weave dark tales from the underworld—stories that sink their teeth into you… pressing you to the edges of yourself… leaving you transformed.
this is the place where the fire of desire and the depth of devotion meet, and every unfolding is an alchemical spell cast in service of your own erotic awakening.
i am your guide to the descent. a modern-day persephone—eternally innocent, yet forged in darkness. an authoress, enchantress, priestess of eros, siren, and sovereign submissive with almost a decade of experience in the world of sacred sexuality.
everything I share here is born from years spent in the underworld of my own body and psyche—through grief, shame, and numbness—as i fought to reclaim my pleasure and my eros.
every tale and transmission carries the hard-won, embodied wisdom i’ve cultivated through hundreds of hours of therapy, coaching, courses, and retreats with some of the world’s most respected teachers in feminine embodiment, tantra, bdsm, and sacred sexuality.
i walk the liminal boundary where softness and sharp edges meet, where the primal and the holy become one. and like persephone herself—the goddess of spring, snatched away to the underworld by her consort hades, god of the dead—i believe all women carry this duality of innocent vulnerability and power.
i write for those who ache to be undone and remade, for the ones who feel the pull of something deeper. for the wild souls who long to be claimed, and who instinctively understand that their bodies and their pleasure are a portal to their deepest transformation.
persephone was crowned in the abyss, discovering the depths of her own strength and her immense capacity for love through her surrender.
this is not a space for the faint-hearted.
this is a space for those who are ready, for those who know in their bones that there is no light without darkness.
this is a space where submission is both crucible and coronation.
so if your heart is pounding, if your breath is catching at the edge of something you can’t name—come closer.
your descent begins now, sweet one...
xx persephone
