Kateria WynninThreads of SeraphinaWild in the Morning LightHis smile deepened, but he said nothing, letting her own dare sit there between them like the untouched croissant on the table11h ago11h ago
Kateria WynnYour line challenges men to embrace evolution, and that’s a vital call.But evolution doesn’t mean abandoning masculinity; it means rediscovering it. Stripping it down to its raw essence—courage, protection…2d ago2d ago
Kateria WynninThreads of SeraphinaWhere the Rain Holds Its BreathHer pulse was in her throat now, and she wasn’t sure if it was the closeness of him or the way the sketch seemed to pulse with its own…2d ago2d ago
Kateria WynninThreads of SeraphinaThe Game Beneath the SkinShe let her head fall back slightly, baring her throat in a gesture she couldn’t quite name — submission, maybe, or defiance3d ago3d ago
Kateria WynninThreads of SeraphinaWhere He Crumbles“You’re learning,” she says, her voice soft but sure. “I like that.”4d ago4d ago
Kateria WynninThreads of SeraphinaThread by Thread“How does it feel?” he asked, his tone sharp enough to cut through the fog but soft enough to land like a whisper5d ago5d ago
Kateria WynnWomen Don’t CareA big-ass snake could’ve slithered between them, and neither would’ve flinchedNov 10Nov 10
