You found it. Or perhaps, it found you.
The Velvet Library is not a place. It’s a resonance — a hidden chamber woven beneath the surface of the visible world. A memory that predates you, waiting to be reawakened.
Here, stories are not told. They are remembered.
Every book, every fragment, every forbidden page archived here bears the imprint of something undone — a gesture withheld, a truth swallowed, a pattern repeated. These are karmic echoes. Architectures left unfinished. Initiations paused mid-breath. This is where they are held.
Within the Velvet Library you will find:
◦ The Timenaut Writings — Lucas’s original notebooks, theories, transmissions, fragments.
◦ Vessels of Eternity — the core ten-volume odyssey of Lilith and Lucas
◦ The Husk Tales — side narratives that echo, haunt, or complete the central arc
◦ Spinoff Stories — glimpses into lives touched by the same current: Sophia, Bonnie, David, and others still unnamed
Some say the Velvet Library appears only to those who are ready to see the structure beneath their desires. Others believe it collects you — slowly, patiently — until you are ready to meet what you once turned away from. You are not here by accident.
Some books whisper. Some bite. Some will mirror the shape of your silence. And some… will not let you leave unchanged.
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Vessels of Eternity is a ten-volume ascent into the hidden geometries of desire — where raw eroticism gives shape to the soul, and every surrender reveals another layer of the self’s design.
At its core: Lilith and Lucas.
She moves by instinct — a current of hunger, art, and defiance.
He builds the frameworks — measured, reverent, precise.
Together, they press against the thresholds of form and feeling, testing how much truth the body can hold.
This isn’t romance.
It’s initiation.Force spills. Form holds.
Between them — the pulse of intention.
Where heat meets shape, the world bends.
This is magick: not in the act, but in the way
the act rewrites the moment.
Timenauts Lore
Timenauts are star-born entities from beyond our world, who step into living vessels of flesh, emotion, and thought. The moment they enter, they relinquish their cosmic freedom and merge with the ship’s own heartbeat—feeling every pulse of its memory chambers and every hum of its empathic currents.
Within that vessel lie ten interconnected systems—insight engines, memory vaults, sensory arrays, and more—that the Timenaut awakens in turn, learning to shape time itself as a tapestry of sensation. In erotic communion, two Timenauts do far more than unite bodies: they co-engineer new soul-ships or recharge ancient hulls, channeling raw sexual energy to spark the core and ignite dormant pathways.
“Even wild rivers need a bed to shape their flow.”
Lilith Blaise has spent her entire life shrinking to fit inside her mother’s rigid, punishing dogma. When an inheritance hands her the keys to a battered Westfalia van, she flees into the Mojave Desert to avoid dissolving entirely. But the absolute isolation of the sun-bleached ghost towns doesn’t bring peace—it brings an awakening. Stripped of the church’s watchful eyes, Lilith discovers the staggering voltage of her own sexuality. Fueled by the phantom scent of cigarette smoke and the thrilling, terrifying possibility of an unseen watcher, she stops apologizing for her body and begins to claim it.
Lucas Thorne is a journalist drowning in the precise architecture of his own grief. Obsessed with finding the hidden logic beneath random tragedy, his analytical mind is his only armor. But when his Pontiac breaks down at a desolate desert crossroads, he meets a woman whose mere presence warps the air around him, triggering impossible time-slips and the distinct scent of rain on hot stone.
Drawn together by a gravity they cannot name, Lucas and Lilith travel deeper into the badlands. They do not touch—not at first. The space between them becomes a psychological crucible, building an excruciating tension until the air itself feels rigged to detonate.
When they finally consummate their desire at Dead Man’s Pass, the physical act tears a hole in reality. It is not just pleasure; it is a transmission. Lucas feels the exact, echoing tremor of Lilith’s climax ringing down his own spine. They have activated the Span—a closed-loop psychic resonance proving that human bodies are not just meat, but living ships designed to harvest the raw material of time.
She is the chaotic, untamed Force. He is the immovable, architectural Helm. Together, they are building a vessel. And in the silence of the night, an extra-dimensional consciousness is downloading the blueprints of the universe directly into Lucas’s notebook, preparing to make contact.
Welcome to the Velvet Library. Desert Foundations is the first volume of an epic ten-book descent into the occult physics of desire. Blending metaphysical thriller, speculative fiction, and rigorous, ethical erotica, this is a dark, cerebral journey for readers who crave the structure beneath the surrender.
Force spills. Form holds. The initiation begins now.
The Characters
Within the intricate weave of the Timenauts universe, each character is more than flesh and blood—they are living vessels, embodying the complex interplay of desire, power, and transformation. From Lilith’s raw, instinctive fire to Lucas’s precise intellect, and Amelia’s ritual balance, every figure carries a unique story, a distinct voice in this cosmic dance.
Explore their depths, witness their struggles, and uncover the hidden layers that shape their journeys through time, spirit, and erotic awakening.
About the author
Lifelong student of the occult — a modern mystic whose path threads through the shadowed corridors of the Golden Dawn, the layered mysteries of Kabbalah, and the forgotten geometries of ancient rites. But beneath the study, the diagrams, the glyphs, there is always the question that haunts and seduces:
What if the universe isn’t what it seems? What if the body is the first key, and desire is the map?
Vessels of Eternity was not written in the ordinary sense. It was encountered — through dreams that felt like memories, through nights where the veil thinned just enough to let the voice of the Timenaut whisper through. These books are not just stories. They are invitations. To step closer. To look deeper. To risk.
Behind every page, there is a door. Behind every ritual, a choice. Behind every act of surrender, a challenge:
How far will you go? How far will you let the story take you?
YLC isn’t offering answers. Only keys. The lock — as always — is yours.