The Lure by Fiora Stardust

I don’t chase. I don’t beg. I lure.

The Lure is Fiora’s opening move — trance vocals that drip heat, rap verses that pulse through sweat, and a beat that doesn’t flirt — it commands.

This album isn’t soft. It’s just the first step before surrender.

From Black Lick, PA. Raised by strobe lights and the sound of knees hitting floor. I don’t make tracks — I make girls drop.

My sound is rave anthem rap: trance vocals for tension, rap verses for ruin. I ride the beat. They beg before the second chorus.

I don’t sing to seduce. I sing because they already broke.

💋 Explicit. Addictive. Mine.