alora indie.

18+ ✩₊˚.⋆☾𓃠☽⋆⁺₊✧ don't click. ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟlike a moth finds moonlight an artist finds her voice. a vagabond soul with a knapsack filled with stories, memories and good intentions. come have a look. 𐀔 ⋆⁺₊✧ ♡ this is my story, told by me, instantaneously. “live a life worth writing about.”

[thesagittariangoddess]

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☉ sagittarius sun ↑ sagittarius rising

♂ fights like a leo, ♀loves like a scorpio,

☾ cries like a pisces.

but do you know anything about ophiucus? ⛎︎

about the author:

Alora comes from Philippine heritage, was raised in The Bay Area, California and lives in Seattle, Washington with her best friend and cat, Bastet a.k.a. Cat Cat. Apart from writing, she likes to sing, play ukulele, compose and perform music, read, collect crystals, travel, and take random buses. These are the trials and tribulations of a woman who made it to her thirties;

my homeless story.

buy my book.

ukulele serenades.

music videos.

poetry.

short stories.

beauty supply store.

witchcraft.

porn.

[thesagittariangoddess]

i read dark romance

now I’m wondering if i have

blog stalkers.

send me an ask if you stalk my blog <3

[thesagittariangoddess]

I wish I could read sequenced books back to back but my eyes are straining and the words are blurring.

I just finished First-Time Caller and it was so sweet I'm trying to read the sequel And Now, Back to You.

It's not going well.

[honeybeesangel]

im fucking crazy, but im free

[accessorily]

[thesagittariangoddess]

i can’t read because this damn fire alarm test has been blaring for the past hour.

i went out to buy some weed and it’s still

“there is is a fire emergency in this building

please evacuate the building at the nearest exit

do not use the elevators.”

fuuuuuuck this shit I’m trying to stay sober for therapy and read Hunting Adeline.

[thesagittariangoddess]

I’m so pissed the two-pack infused joints I bought only came with one.

[thesagittariangoddess]

It's called SPLATTERPUNK and it's ART!!!!!!!

[thesagittariangoddess]

ho ho oh

if you really knew what my bipolar symptoms are

i wouldn’t fuck with me either.

[thesagittariangoddess]

I love when authors include writing advice in their books

"make it up as you go."

"I work with my own deadline."

thank you for the golden nugget.

[thesagittariangoddess]

The Succubus

Chapter 1

My name is Jade

and I am over one thousand years old.

I am a succubus 

that has lived many lives.

My cat, Bastet,

has lived each one of them

with me.

I know what you’re thinking

and you’re right.

Cats usually only have

nine lives.

but Bastet is a very special cat

she goes where i go

and she lingers where i linger.

I have three beauty marks

under my left eye

and amongst other places.

I have curves irresistible to any man

I can sing as well as i can seduce.

My dark hair matches the abyss

i carry inside myself.

the darkness, deepness, illusiveness.

My haunting eyes, my sultry voice

are what allures souls into my capture.

It is the taste of flesh on

a man’s penis

I crave.

I yearn to feel another and another

in my mouth.

I want to suck, lick, and roll

my tongue until he can't escape his moans

I revel and obsess over

the shame in their faces

when they’re just about ready to

to hand over their soul.

I met a man who protected his

virginity like it was his last ticket to heaven.

he gave it up

on a silver platter

when he met me.

It was so easy.

this was modern times so

i simply texted him,

“can i go down on you?”

little fucking slut

asking for nothing in return.

my twenty-six-year-old 

body trembling

to just feel a body pressed

on, around, and inside of me.

we found an alley way in California

that seemed barren.

metal gates, 

lots of shrubbery and branches, 

my idea.

“is this ok?” 

I tilt my head to the side.

he nods.

I embrace him.

warm, friendly, excited.

He smells like leather

And Old Spice deodorant.

Bearglove.

three kisses on the cheek.

one.

two.

three.

boom.

I’m on my knees.

I’m not paying attention to the dirt 

touching my jeans

I just want his dick 

in and around my mouth.

he unzips himself.

he’s perfect.

am i drooling?

I wrap my mouth around his penis

And as if his cock 

Was the air i needed 

to breathe.

I’m gasping,

And gagging,

Profusely salivating

Making sure I slobber over

Every inch of him. 

I only start to shy up a little bit

as bystanders passed by.

My pussy is pounding,

like a heart beat,

sopping wet from his perfect texture.

i hold his ass in my hands

pressing it inwards

feeling his meaty cock hit

the back of my throat.

this blow job was asked out of desperation

i needed this.

i needed this.

my eyes roll back.

i widen 

Then start to suction

my mouth.

I watch his eyes roll back.

His satisfaction makes me so fucking wet. 

Yeah he loves that. 

I touch my lips

Down to the base of his cock

completely blocking my airway

Then I look up.

We make eye contact.

hold it.

I tell myself.

hooold it.

maintain it.

Good girl.

Gag. Gag. Gargle. GAG.

Saliva drips from the side of my mouth

Tiny bubbles follow from behind. 

My tongue caresses the bottom of his shaft

My chin is touching his sack

The dirt below me softens

Underneath my knees.

I finally relinquish his penis

From the grasp 

Of my mouth.

Gasping for air

I grasp his ankles

And rise from the muddy ground

To touch his lips with mine.

Our begins ongues dance and intertwine with each other. 

his hands go underneath my sweater

he moves them

passed my pierced nipples.

he has no idea what he’s doing

but i love how his hands feel on my body.

i place my hand on his cheek

Pausing the moment

then i kiss him slowly.

like this.

he feels really inexperienced.

my type.

abruptly

he pulls down my pants

my lips leave his

his eye contact pierces through mine

Gusts of wind blow against my pussy

And it feels delightful.

“what, what do you wanna do?”

I’m whimpering.

“I wanna fuck!”

he makes that clear.

“oh ok. i can bend over.”

i turn around and pull my pants down

instinctively.

“pussy or ass?”

he places his penis next to my pussy

then he places it on my asshole.

I shudder

“pussy please.”

he’s pretending he’s not losing his virginity

to someone he met in a homeless shelter

I’m gripping the metal bars holding back greenery

then oh my god. rain.

rain.

it started to rain.

Having sex in the middle of the rain

might have been humiliating for him

but more or less

a once in a lifetime experience for me.

i have always loved the rain

as i have always loved this position.

standing and bent over

damp and moist

 in all the right places.

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum,” he whispers shyly. 

Alreeeady? That’s kinda cute.

I start to bounce my ass on his cock

“Not yet, not yet,” I whisper back.

He’s slipping himself inside of me

Fast but nervous

It’s his first time

And we’re out in public

In the rain. 

He’s rock hard

But I’m not letting him finish yet 

I grab his hip and I slow down the pace

I press his skin on to mine

And rock my hips into his unrushed thrusts

I turn my head back and moan

Into his ear

“Don’t go too fast, slow down.” 

“You’re so fucking tight.” 

He fasts his grip on my hips

As a devilish half-grin makes its way

on to my face. 

“Oh my God you’re so fucking tight.”

I take a deep breath and I clench my pussy

Into the tightest kegel I have ever done in this lifetime. 

He’s holding back his moans

We’re both soaking wet

From the rain. 

I feel my pussy filled with his hot cum.

drip

drip

drip

Down my pussy lips

Down my thigh

And oh his eyes.

The shame.

Oh how I love the look of shame in their eyes.

He’s taking deep breaths

He clears his throat.

It feels like half an eternity has passed before he figures out what to say next. 

“Are you on birth control?” He quivers.

I smile and nod my head in the rainy moonlight.

Post-nut clarity can be a little hilarious to me. 

“Mhm. I’m not that crazy irresponsible.”

“Because we’re both homeless

And having a kid would be-”

“Crazy irresponsible. I know that’s why I’m on birth control.”

“What year is it again?” I ask plainly.

He looks at me with concern. 

“2020,” he said monotonously. 

The rain begins to vanish 

as his sweat glimmers

 underneath the moonlight. 

I’m trying to speak 

But the wobble in my legs 

Feels like they’re about to give out. 

My knees and thighs shake and tremble 

Like it’s on a richter scale.

“Right. 2020,” I say in the middle of fall.

Meow.

I look behind me to find a plump black cat

With jade green eyes. 

“Hey Bastet, I didn’t see you there.” I coo. 

My familiar waddles towards me and I reach out to pet her.

Her soft black fur feels damp from the rain.

“What did you do today Sweetheart?”

Meow.

“Aw that’s lovely.”

“You have a cat?” He asks as he remembers to zip his pants.

“Yes actually.” I giggle. 

“Bastet, I want you to meet someone.”

I pick Bastet from the ground

And cradle her in  my arms.

“Bastet, this is Oliver. Oliver, this is Bastet.”

Meow.

“She says nice to meet you.”

Astonished, he responds, “It’s nice to meet you too.”

Meow.

[thesagittariangoddess]

july 6, 2026

i woke up wanting to read Haunting Adeline and its sequel.

I’ve never read a book with so many trigger warnings and has so much consideration for my mental health.

I know i wanted to read a bunch of summer romances this season but this is a dark romance so it still kind of counts.

i wanted to pick up First Time Caller but my total came out to over $50 and the sales associate convinced me to check it out from the library.

i only needed a one dark romance books to be given a rose and a “secret.”

That’s so fucking interactive. I hope the author makes a surprise appearance and i’ll participate in my first book signing.

i almost met Bill Nye in San Francisco for the signing of his second book but i smoked to much and missed it. i never finished his first book.

[thesagittariangoddess]

july 5, 2026

I wore this shirt to Barnes & Noble.

The three month depression has passed and my confidence is back! I’ve been listening to my “My Anthems” playlist on repeat to remind myself how beautiful i truly am. I’m so glad I made that playlist. i wish i could share it with you.

[thesagittariangoddess]

july 4, 2026

i just read 2,000 pages in one sitting.

and i plan to do it again tomorrow.

please read Saga, it’s one of my favorite books.

[thesagittariangoddess]

why can't I just play the movie in my mind

and then write it down.

Boom.

writing is my new obsessive hobby.

[thesagittariangoddess]

My creative hour is also the witching hour.

I gotta wake up at 3am more often.

[thesagittariangoddess]

july 3, 2026

Seven minutes until Witching Hour.

I was really hoping i could get some sleep so i can wake up with fresh eyes, the sunrise, and a copy of the latest book I’m reading

but not tonight.

i’ve been doomscrolling for new book recommendations I’m starting to feel a headache transpire.

also i can’t tell you how proud I am of this selfie. tbh i haven’t been “self caring” a lot lately but i still managed to snap a more-than-decent photo of myself.

My double chin protrudes now but you can still be beautiful and have a double chin

i can still be beautiful with a double chin

i can still be beautiful with a belly

i am still be beautiful even when i am getting older.