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Her frail hands opened and closed uselessly in the air. Each time he circled her sensitive clit, stars burst behind her eyes. She didn’t know how long it lasted, until a sudden gush of wetness burst from her pussy. Heat shot up from the base of her spine, making her shudder. Synox held her steady as he slid his fingers out from the drenched folds between her legs. Her pussy lips clenched around his fingers, then parted with a wet squelch. Drip. A tiny droplet splattered onto her thigh, and…- 124.4 K • Ongoing
- Synox came to a sudden halt as he tried to guide Rosaline to the sofa. Even in the dimly lit lounge, where only a few lamps were left burning in the absence of others, his piercing blue gaze felt like it could cut through the dark. Rosaline turned her head away from it, desperately avoiding his eyes. She mumbled, almost defensively, “It’s not as if we have to look at each other to do this.” What she really meant was, I don’t want him to know I’ve been crying. “If we don’t face…
- 124.4 K • Ongoing
Without thinking, I shoved the man aside and sprinted to the window. I never thought I’d be so happy to see another living being. I nearly cried tears of joy. I flung the window open and squinted at the figures approaching in the distance. They were all wearing black masks, huddled together under the purple-tinged sky, whispering amidst the swirling ash. “Looks like nothing’s happened here yet.” “Let’s grab whatever’s valuable and go!” There was no way I should’ve been able…- 44.6 K • Ongoing
- So if a man like him realized he was alone in this mansion with me, and that I was the only other person alive… Cold sweat trickled down my spine. I glanced around the room, searching for anything that could serve as a weapon. Why did I have to go and smack his head with a spoon and then lecture him about his manners? Was I out of my mind? “Why aren’t you answering?” “…” “Ah, because I wasn’t being polite? Then let me ask again, properly this…
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- Would this be explained in the diary too? Confused but determined, I once again cupped my hands around my eyes and peered out the window. “Found you!” One of the dead thieves twitched, his back shifting slightly. And beneath him, there I saw a tiny gray kitten, trapped and desperately mewling. “You’ve got to be kidding me… I have to go all the way out there?” I tapped my foot anxiously. I didn’t even have the courage to step outside yet. I know the diary said that no…
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Founding Day. From early morning, the Oakhall was a flurry of movement. The maids hurried down the halls with arms full of fabric and cosmetics, steam rising from the baths, voices lowered but urgent. There were three ladies staying in the palace now, and preparing a noblewoman for a grand ball was always an ordeal. But when those women were a princess and a grand duchess, and the event was the Founding Day Ball—the pinnacle of the Empire’s social season—even the simplest preparations became…- 204.5 K • Ongoing
- Spruce Palace was built for the sole purpose of hosting the grandest ceremonies and balls of the imperial court. Only on the most exalted of occasions—imperial weddings, coronations, and the Founding Day—was it opened. The Founding Day was the Empire’s greatest holiday. The imperial household offered food and wine to the citizens of the capital, and every home hung banners and filled the air with music. Young and old alike braided flowers into crowns and poured into the streets in celebration.…
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- Dianne let out a shriek. “How am I supposed to show my face at an imperial ball? The Founding Day Ball, of all things?!” “And why shouldn’t you?” came the calm response. Sir Reussen watched her pace frantic circles around the drawing room, his face as composed as ever. For the first time, Dianne resented his infuriating lack of urgency. “I haven’t even debuted in my hometown’s social season! I’m not a proper noble lady!” “In my eyes, Miss Ortenza, you’re a fine…
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- “Your left is open!” With the shouted warning, a sword sliced in from the left. Rezion deflected Marek’s strike with a smooth parry. The knight, undeterred, regained his stance and aimed again, this time for the inside of Rezion’s thigh. A known vulnerability when wearing armor. Knights were trained to instinctively guard such critical weak points. But Rezion was not a professional soldier who trained daily in full armor. He tried to block it with an awkward posture, but Marek’s strike…
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- If this relationship was nothing but bitterness, she should’ve been able to end it easily. So why couldn’t she say the words? Rosaline bit the inside of her cheek. And then, cold water was dumped over her head, in the form of Synox’s next words. “…Do you think I’m doing this because I chose Aria Rensier?” “What?” “If I hadn’t gone to her that day—” “Stop talking.” Yes, Rosaline liked Synox. But that didn’t mean she was the kind of person who accepted…
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