by Blake Sky
Beware the allure of the mandragora, for her beauty masks a hunger that can never be sated. They are perversions made manifest by the taboo gods to corrupt men with their deviant feminine wiles. Every upright soul knows this. They are dangerous. Keep your men away from them! Alchemist Elric knows the tales of monster femmes all too well. But when his beloved wife falls deathly ill, knowledge gives way to desperation. He scours the blackest corners of the land. He unearths whispers of the Mandragora, a monster plant woman whose healing powers are spoken of only behind closed doors. And in a moment of reckless hope, he tears the fabled creature from the earth itself. What he awakens is beautiful. Intoxicating. Ravenous. The Mandragora binds herself to Elric with every touch, every whispered promise of exquisite, profane pleasure. He tells himself he can resist. He tells himself this is only a transaction: her healing for his wife's life. But each encounter pulls him deeper. Each forbidden act erodes his resolve. And the Mandragora is patient. She has all the time in the world. Can Elric hold on to his vows long enough to save his wife? Or will the creature he unleashed consume him, body and soul? If monster girls, dark fantasy, and slow-burn temptation are your kind of poison, this story was written for you.
