A DESYRA COLLECTION

A tale of secret desires unfolding under moonlight.

After Midnight

Desyra`s After Dark Confession...

I booked the hotel room because I wanted silence.

Just one night where no one could ask anything from me.

No expectations.
No noise.
No pretending.

Then he looked at me once

and I already knew
I wasn’t going upstairs alone...

• Read the confession — After Midnight (Part 1)

• Continue after dark — After Midnight (Part 2)

• Read in private — After Midnight (Part 3)

Don’t Look at Me Like That

I had spent too long becoming the kind of woman who never needed to be asked twice.

Men usually liked me best when I was difficult to keep and easy to misunderstand.

I had built a life that looked full from the outside. Quietly, beautifully full. That was not the same thing as being touched by it.