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Looking down at him, Robelia softly caressed the deep scars on his torso. Though his lips were pressed tightly together, the outline of his arousal was distinctly prominent. Her gaze lingered on his thighs before her hand moved lower, lightly stroking his er3ction. “Ngh.” The paladin, unaccustomed to such intimate contact, let out a soft gasp. He looked at Robelia, his eyes a mixture of conflicting emotions. Like countless streams converging in the ocean, Asher’s eyes reflected a multitude of…- 105.4 K • Ongoing
Demonix was the great evil, released from its seal. As his name suggested, he possessed no individual name. Existing solely as an embodiment of wickedness, he became “Demonix” only when the heroine bestowed the name upon him, forging a contract between them. “How did it go in the original story? There was a place where the Demonix was sealed.” Sleep-deprived from recent events, Robelia couldn’t immediately recall the details. She paused, suddenly realizing she couldn’t remember why she held…- 105.4 K • Ongoing
Ludwig Rose’s personality seemed to mirror his sister’s rather than his gruff father’s. Even his gentle, curving smile was unmistakably Sasha’s brother. He’d been sickly as a child, traveling between the North and the capital, which perhaps explained the especially close bond between the siblings. Heiner sat down, observing Sasha’s affectionate attentiveness toward Ludwig. They were only three or four years apart, yet she acted the responsible older sister, a sight that made him chuckle.…- 150.7 K • Ongoing
- Heiner stared at her, then rubbed his eyes. Had something gotten in them? Sasha’s face, bathed in sunlight, seemed to glow with an unusual radiance. Could a single good meal at home truly bring such a bloom to her complexion? He scoffed internally at the ridiculous thought. He scrutinized her face. Her braided hair, elegantly styled into an updo, was clearly the work of the maids. The flawlessly smooth hair and her attire were a familiar style from House Bartholomew—a mature look that added five or six…
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“Unfortunately, no.” To her astonishment, it was Ernst who entered. He was still dazzlingly handsome. Time had not touched his features. Rosie inwardly marveled, thinking he was the only man she’d ever seen whose looks rivaled Michael’s. “Master Ernst.” Rosie rose to her feet. Ernst gestured for her to sit back down and took the seat opposite her. “Give up on Michael.” He spoke the moment he sat. “What…?” “Didn’t you go to Sears for him?” Rosie froze, stunned…- 131.4 K • Ongoing
- There was nothing more to say about that day. Rosie had spent a long, long time agonizing over it, turning it over and over in her mind. It wasn't until she was away from Rutherford, attending school, that she noticed something odd about her conversation with Joseph. ‘Hello? I’m Joseph Kanies, the eldest son of this house.’ That’s exactly what he’d said when they first met. Every time Rosie recalled this introduction, a sense of unease prickled her. Among the nobility, it simply wasn't…
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‘Your father tried to kill me! Why?’ …But the deep-rooted Confucian ideals within me held me back. I was too good of a person to tell a son who respected his father that his father had hired mercenaries to kill a powerless young girl and even badmouthed him to an old friend. “Reynard kept looking at me, so I just told him to shut up and eat. We have to leave soon, do we have time for this? Go and get ready.” I spoke coldly and turned to leave, but Seikan's forearm abruptly blocked my…- 123.2 K • Ongoing
- The sun-drenched, vibrant man shrugged lightly. “Miss Adelina, you mentioned a secret you couldn’t tell me, hidden within you. Being near you, I sense a subtle, unfamiliar energy, something I can’t quite grasp.” The words could have been misconstrued, but Lumiere’s delivery, laced with a smile, was utterly refreshing. A discreet knock echoed. “Excuse me. May I enter?” A clear, girlish voice followed. After receiving permission, the maid who opened the door relayed Baron…
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Dressed in loose-fitting men’s clothing and wearing the hat, she looked like a young boy. “Let’s go.” Nix replied flatly and helped Titchte onto the horse. She still couldn't mount unassisted. He felt like he had acquired another young, dependent squire. He decided to think of it that way, although watching her evoked not just a fond smile, but a deeper, aching feeling. Whenever that tightness in his chest arose, Nix chewed on more beans. It’s not a man’s fault if a beautiful woman…- 108.4 K • Ongoing
- Their passion bordered on adoration. Several reached out, hoping to touch his hand, but Nix showed no inclination to indulge them. He had already heard their frantic pleas inside, and now, with a casual disregard, he pushed forward. Only then could Zama and Milvian follow in his wake. “Out of the way.” “Hey, move it!” Unlike the others, Nix Farrow didn't need to plead for passage. No one dared obstruct his path. However, he couldn’t escape the constant stream of offerings thrust upon…
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