A Voodoo's Harem

I was just like you once.
An avid reader of all things hot and steamy. Curled up with my kindle, ignoring the world outside. Losing days at a time with every new release. I fantasised of muscled men and dreamt of what they’d do to me between the sheets. But more than that, I wanted to be taken care of, to be loved and cherished.

Yeah, I was just like you once.
Although I doubt you have a century-old witch stuck in the body of a schoolgirl living down the street. Years of grief and loneliness drove me to desperation, but in the end, I would have done anything to be lonely once more. This is not a love story, it’s a horror one.
Enter at your own risk.