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      To the Cruel Commander Who Crawls Into My Bed

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      by aerie “A noble princess warming the bed of a man like me? Now I might even find that intriguing.” Adeline, the princess of Velasque, a war-torn nation that fell to ruin through rebellion and defeat, was sentenced to marry the Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces, Duke Leon von Rübenhart. “If you marry me, you’ll regret it.” The man’s lips curved faintly, his expression unreadable.…
      Dark • Drama • Mature • R-19 • Romance
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      Where Your Love Lies

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      by aubry Aria was the perfect sister, and Rosaline was the flawed one. A man who loved her sister, a sister who was ill, and a younger sister who envied her. And yet, in the end, Rosaline confessed to the man. “I like you.” Her unrequited love, Synox, replied, “Miss Rensier, it is your sister whom I hold in my heart.” Rosaline clung to him anyway,…
      Drama • Fantasy • Romance • Smut
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      Chapter 11.2

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      by aubry 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…
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      Chapter 11.1

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      by aubry 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…
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