By day, Claire keeps to the quiet rhythms of the Velvet Library — soft-voiced, meticulous, hidden behind glasses and hand-labeled shelves. A woman of quiet beauty and deeper stillness, she moves through the world as if made of paper and dusk. But at night, the ink changes. Under the pen name Vesper, Claire writes the kind of stories she’s never dared to live — raw, unflinching, unbearably intimate. Her prose is a confession she cannot speak aloud. Few know her secret. Even fewer suspect the hunger that lingers in her fingertips as she slides books into paper bags and watches strangers walk away with pieces of her shadow.
“I don’t write what I’ve lived. I write what I never dared to want out loud.”
Claire Moreau
Husk Tales
Protected: Annoted Desire
Book 3
A glance. A book. A line that slips past the mouth like a spell. When a severe librarian meets a sensual stranger in search of Anaïs Nin, the air thickens with unsaid things. What begins as a quiet transaction becomes an act of narrative seduction — written, rewritten, and finally performed. Annotat
