What happens when a repressed folklore scholar rubs the wrong lamp? Attic dust gives way to pistachio-scented smoke as Briony Calderon summons Merrick Ashdown, a djinn who hoards wishes the way dragons hoard gold, and grants them with a wink and a vaporous tongue. Aided by Merrick's mischievous familiar Torin and the manor's curvaceous baker Nola, Briony trades footnotes for filthy riddles, cardigans for coils of emerald silk, and scholarly detachment for sapphic symphonies that leave the rafters blushing.Each lantern-lit night peels away another inhibition. Between giggles and goosebumps, Briony catalogs the ultimate archive: desire itself, annotated in breathy moans and sticky fingerprints. Cozy, clever, and unapologetically explicit, Sapphic Djinn Archivist proves that the sexiest magic is the kind that makes you laugh until you're naked and begging for the next chapter. Perfect for readers who like their monster erotica served with a side of scones and zero angst.