I was reading.
Then I remembered how soft the sheets felt…
and forgot what page I was on.
– Tessa
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I was reading.
Then I remembered how soft the sheets felt…
and forgot what page I was on.
– Tessa
🖤 Time to Wash this Day Away and Good Night...
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I put Huntress Volume 1, Issue 2 up this morning.
It’s the best recollection of last night’s events, told the way she would tell it.
Messy bed. Dress and heels on the floor. Everything that followed.
I’m wondering if I should keep doing these… stories of past and future nights my alter ego was involved in.
Be honest.
Does this work, or should I stop?
I want the feedback.
— Tessa
Tessa’s Thoughts
August 13 2026
Someone called me the Huntress once. Just a throwaway line in the messages, but it stayed with me. We talked about who she would be… how she related to the woman I already am. Not a different person. More like the part of me that stops waiting and starts choosing. The version that walks into a room already knowing exactly what she wants.
She hunts young trust-fund boys with too much money and not enough caution. Older rich alphas who still believe they’re the ones in control. Soft light. Strong drinks. The slow, deliberate circle before the catch.
But it’s never only about taking. The real high is in the giving. The taste of them. The way their skin smells when they’re already lost. The sounds they make when she offers something so intense they can’t stop replaying it days later. The kind of pleasure that lingers on the tongue and under the skin long after she’s gone.
Then that follower created a comic cover of her and sent it to me.
They got it completely. The title. The issue number. The way she sits there like the night already belongs to her. It felt like they completely understand me and my alter ego.
So this is her.
The Huntress is my alter ego.
Tonight the first episode begins.
— Tessa
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