GORGE, CONSUME, FORGET

GORGE, CONSUME, FORGET

He is older than the first temple. Older than the first lie told to a lover's face.

They call him the God of Five Wounds - lust, pride, wrath, greed, envy. But those are just names mortals use to understand a hunger that has no name. He cannot go a single breath without flesh against him. Without a mouth between his thighs. Without someone gasping, weeping, or breaking beneath his touch.

Not because he wants to. Because the moment the pleasure stops, the silence rushes in - and in that silence, he remembers what he truly is. A thing that was never loved. A god who devours and devours and is never full.

In the drowned city of Karameth, his priests bring him offerings. Young men. Young women. Criminals. Lovers. Anyone. They kneel. They serve. They are used and discarded before the next hour chimes. Some die. Some go mad. Some become part of his throne - still breathing, still touching him, long after their souls have fled.

But one offering does not kneel. A scarred temple slave named Veyne looks at the god with neither lust nor terror - only recognition. Because Veyne has his own hunger. And when two endless appetites meet, the world does not end in fire.

It ends on the tongue.

Gorge, Consume, Forget is an explicit horror novel about compulsion as damnation, pleasure as predation, and the terrible loneliness of a god who cannot stop - and will not let anyone leave alive.

Contains explicit sexual content (non-stop, compulsive, with both men and women), body horror, themes of divine predation, loss of self, and graphic depictions of lust as consumption rather than intimacy.

18+ ONLY. Contains graphic sexual content, body horror, psychological trauma, and suicidal themes. Not for the faint of heart. Not for those seeking redemption. For readers of extreme horror and dark fantasy who want to stare into the abyss - and watch it stare back.