Circulus Veneficae is not just a story—it is a manifesto whispered in the dark. At its heart lies Lilith, the outcast who refuses submission, reborn in the voice of a young woman who has grown tired of smiling while bleeding. From whispered confessions in a warehouse to rituals painted in lipstick and fire, the circle grows: Mira, Selina, Noor, Alma—each scarred, each burning with hunger, each carrying a secret that demands release.
Their revenge begins with symbols—mirrors, words, small acts of rebellion—but soon escalates into a dangerous game of seduction and exposure. Men who believed themselves untouchable find themselves reflected in a mirror they can no longer bear to face. But in every act of resistance lies a question: how far can you go before you lose yourself?
Mixing sensual prose with raw emotion, Circulus Veneficae blurs the line between vengeance and salvation, between poison and prayer. It is a story of women who catch fire and refuse to be extinguished. Dark, intoxicating, and painfully human, it is an ode to survival, sisterhood, and the dangerous beauty of female rage.
