The Crown Prince hugged the girl before him and carried her into his lap. The man recalled how cruelly Harriet had treated his lover, Cecilia Morganite, a helpless noble girl in the capital's aristocratic social world.The capital's elite circle was cruel, but with Harriet, things got more complicated. Ezekiel didn't understand why Harriet seemed to be targeting Cecilia, a sweet innocent girl, and isolated her from everyone. Cecilia was young and naive, but did that allow Harriet to criticize her so much in the middle of a party, in front of everyone?Ezekiel still remembered the incident a year ago. After that, Cecilia came running out of the party with a face full of tears, and she didn't want to talk to him for almost a week.The Emperor did want Harriet to be Empress, but did that give her the right to bully Cecilia, the innocent girl with no power at all in the noble world?Ezekiel had never liked Harriet, but he appreciated Cecilia.Cecilia was a hard-working girl, and although
Harriet's eyes narrowed at the familiar name.Cecilia Morganite, or was better known to people as "The Crown Prince's Lover"."So what?" asked Harriet."Madam, Cecilia Morganite launched her new fashion store after you left the capital. And all the products that she puts out have become a trend for high fashion for women in the capital," replied the boutique owner.Harriet didn't see where the problem was. "But isn't there always competition in the business world anyway? Why are you complaining?"The boutique owner hesitated to convey it."Madam, whatever we do, it always fails. In fact, the woman twice and three times managed to release a product that we had just thought of and is still in the sketch phase. It's as if she's always a step or two ahead of us," the woman explained irritatedly.Harriet tilted her head. She felt that it was very natural, considering that if someone was talented, then they would be able to come up with brilliant ideas faster than anyone.But the boutique o
Everyone had a secret side. Ezekiel knew this fact well, as he himself also had a secret side. However, standing here, holding the card Harriet had written before his own eyes, he couldn't believe it. Harriet probably made that expression earlier because she thought no one was looking at her as she faced the desk. Harriet probably wrote such a message thinking no one would see it except… …except her husband. Harriet Goldlane's husband was the grandson of Old Duke Almandine. His name was Liam Almandine, a dying and forgotten Alpha nearly a hundred years old. In fact, if Harriet Goldlane hadn't suddenly married him, Ezekiel wouldn't have known about Liam Almandine at all. Ezekiel's entire universe of thought immediately spun in a fraction of a second. Before Harriet knew it, the man had put the card back in its place, and he was back in the corner where he was sitting. He sat in silence and immersed himself in deep thought. What he had seen of Harriet Goldlane all along was her so
Returning to her hotel room, Harriet, who was satisfied with her haul, dropped her body directly onto the bed she had not used at all. Harriet lazily took off her dress and tossed it onto the side of the bedside chair. She smiled silly to herself at the thought of Liam's reaction to receiving a gift from her. Would the man wake up without the full moon again? While she was here, was he lonely? Harriet laughed to herself. But slowly, her mind returned to the war that might come, and each of her responsibilities. Harriet closed her eyes. Every tip of her finger touched the soft taste of the white hotel bed sheet. Before entering her dream world, she thought about the West Continent's answer for this continent. And that day, Harriet was haunted by such a long and terrible nightmare. Red flags, rain of ash and sparks of fire. Burnt ground, damp with blood, and gloomy grey skies. It was the image of the great battlefield in Harriet's dream. Yes. Surprisingly, Harriet knew that th
Harriet got on her horse. The blush on her face had returned, and she didn't look as pale as yesterday. But Sir Russell still looked at her worriedly. "We have to ride back now so I can catch the full moon night," said Harriet softly. “But let's not rush. There's still one week left." "Are Madam sure you're okay?" asked Sir Russell. "Of course. Since I don't want to be tired, I told you we don't need to rush," said Harriet with a gentle smile. Sir Russell finally nodded in agreement. The return journey was indeed slower than the departing journey. Harriet wasn't in a rush, but her heart felt like it had come home. She wanted to arrive quickly, but her body couldn't be forced. Even so, since Harriet had left a few Lycans in the capital to coordinate with the palace, the trip went smoothly. As the sun set on the next full moon night, Harriet could already see the Almandine castle in the distance and its tallest tower. Harriet smiled calmly and gently, galloping her red horse h
What does it feel like when you fall in love?An optimist would say that love is the most beautiful thing in the world. When you fall in love, you will achieve true happiness. And true love will give true peace of mind, regardless of all the pain that comes with love. And that was true.Everything is right.But we must not deny that the pain that accompanies it is still there and lives with it.Liam stood in the middle of a dark abyss. Below his feet was a shallow river that flowed weakly, with the water barely existing at all.Soon, this river would recede completely, and dry up. Then, there would be no trace of it."Hic-"A small voice echoed across the abyss wall. In the darkness that engulfed Liam, a faint light at the edge of the abyss entered his vision. Liam walked over.“Hic… hic… hic…”Painful sobs came from there.Liam saw a woman standing alone. She looked weak and frail, crying stifled and so pitiful. Seeing that, Liam wanted to approach her. Liam wanted to approach the di
Sniff, sniff.Nom.Liam stifled a laugh as Harriet looked pale with red eyes. The young woman was still sobbing with a few erratic breaths, but when Liam fed her, she would open her mouth and eat."Sobs," Harriet saddened again at the thought of Liam's deteriorating body, but she didn't hide her sadness anymore.Liam fed her again, stopping her sobs that were about to break out once more.Nom.And thanks to that, Harriet was able to brace herself.Harriet opened her eyes and saw Liam trying his best to hold back his laughter. Seeing how adorable Harriet was when she tried not to cry anymore, Liam almost burst out laughing, and it made her feel annoyed."You don't seem to be suffering too much, do you?" asked Harriet hoarsely.“Hmm,” Liam nodded, then cleared his throat. He raised his fork again and fed Harriet a piece of boiled potato.Nom.“Pfffttt…” Liam clutched his stomach at how annoyed his young wife was who complied to being fed, with red eyes and a tired face, but also with pu
In the Old Duke's room, a young man stood straight facing the old man sitting at his writing desk. Heath glared at the Old Duke who was staring back at him with the same seriousness. This would be the umpteenth time for them to confront each other in this manner. "I will pay you with anything, but please spare my sister from this suffering, Your Grace," said Heath. Suffering. Heath knew how his older sister was. Since childhood, the woman was the light of the lantern that lit his path. Harriet took his little hand gently through the winding road, shielding him from all pain and supporting him through every challenge. Harriet was his parent, his educator and his guide. Harriet was his idol and role model. She was a woman who was far from perfect, and everyone saw her as the most perfect woman in the world. Yet Heath knew Harriet was both. "My sister can go through all the suffering that will come, but Your Grace, I can not approve of it," said Heath. He continued, "You saw her yo
It was about a week later at night... that Harriet was finally tired of waiting.Liam had been gone for a week now, and no matter what she did, he wouldn’t come home. Could it be that... it was because of Mr. Saturday?She couldn’t reach out to his mind. She couldn’t even hear his voice. This was the first time Liam was gone by his own choice without saying anything to her.At first, she was okay with it. It was okay if he needed some space. It would be okay if he said at least something to her. Just a little mental note...But he didn’t.He went cold, just like that.So it was time for her to be creative.He refused to heed her call, closing all kinds of communication that existed within their mind... then the only resort was to call him through his body.“Mmmh...”She slipped her fingers inside herself. She let out a sigh as she tickled her inside, her eyes closing in ecstasy. The so
“You have to squeeze me hard, or I won’t come.”She nodded in understanding, holding his throbbing cock against her palm. He shivered when she wrapped her fingers around it, squeezing it firmly, making sure he was fully aroused.“Ohhhh... squeeze harder. Give me just a little bit more strength, my love.”She squeezed him even tighter, and he cried out loudly, his voice echoing through the room. Even though he scared her, she kept pushing further, trying to breathe in unison with him.His waist moved against her hand, thrusting into her grip. His muscles tensed, and he groaned loudly. Her hand felt sore, but his dick looked desperately more stiff than usual.“AHHHH!”In an instant, his legs buckled, and he fell onto her, throwing her off balance. She tumbled to the ground, landing heavily on the floor.When she glanced up, the beast had been released from its chain. He grinned at her.&l
“In my memory, that side of the world was tainted by the use of Sorcery. That’s why we have to purify it with holy fire,” Mr. Thursday said as he pointed to the east.When they were burning the world, it was in a literal sense. They were burning the world, turning the effect of Sorcery on the earth to ashes. They spared nothing, no one, no witnesses.They were determined to let the world start anew.“And at the far east, where you can see it from here, is where the holy fire was never exhausted because too much curse of Sorcery needed to be burned,” the man said.“That much destruction was possible?” Harriet asked, and the man nodded.“In a way, your timeline was the best-case scenario. Ezra’s sacrifice had not only saved us but also our future generations,” the man said.“You sacrificed yourself too,” Harriet reminded.“Not me, but your husband...”
Her body was battered blue, but he didn’t know why it turned him on even more. No, he wasn’t a sadist, thus why he wanted to fondle her gentler than ever.He licked her clitoris, soft. He played it with his lips...slowly, gently. He kissed the tip of her pink bud. His fingers moved inside her, massaging her g-spot softly.She moaned as she felt him go deeper into her slit. His thick fingers created a lewd wet sound, making her so horny that it made her want to grab his hair and pull hard. She didn’t, though, because she liked this slow game. She let him do what he wanted with her body.The man parted her pussy, slowly pulling out his fingers and inserting them again in their place. Her vagina felt like heaven to him. It was warm, tender, and so wet. He could feel how excited she was by the way her walls tightened around his thick digits.He wanted to add another finger, but not yet. Make it even slower... more intense. She would love tha
“Are you awake?”Harriet’s eyes slowly opened. She smelled a delicious aroma. When she looked around her room, she saw a lot of delicious-looking dishes.And Liam sat on the other side of the room, staring at her with his arms crossed in front of his chest.“Come here and eat,” he said, inviting her.The morning sun lazily peeked through the window, casting a warm glow over the room. A soft breeze blew through, rustling the curtains and sending the scent of blooming flowers wafting inside.The table was set with an array of delicious dishes, their mouth-watering aroma wafting through the air.They sat beside each other, their fingers intertwined on the table. Their eyes were fixed on the spread before them, but... there was a subtle sadness in Mr. Wednesday’s eyes.It was a quiet melancholy that settled around him like a cloak, casting a shadow over the brightness of the morning. The woman noticed i
“Harriet... I love you...”THRUST! THRUT! THRUST!“I want to marry you... making you happy... but instead I... I can’t save you...”“I’m sorry...”Harriet gasped and moaned as she heard his whisper in her ears. She didn’t like this at all. “Mr... Monday... how dare you... say all this... when we’re in the middle of... mmmh...! Oh... kiss me, Liam...!”The man devoured her lips as her body spasmed, her limbs clutched into his body desperately.The night had deepened. It was almost midnight, and they hadn’t finished their activity. It was a good decision to let the servants empty the wing.Since their tower hadn’t been rebuilt yet, they had to use a normal bedroom, and the place was a bit close to the working servants...“Don’t you dare pull out again. Put your seed inside me, Liam,” Harriet whispered.“Is this how y
Harriet passed out the moment her head hit the pillow. These days had been too hectic for her; she didn’t even have time to rest properly.When the sunlight hit her eyes that morning, she felt something blocking them to let her rest more. And then, she smelled it. Only one man in this world could give a scent of the sun.He was like the beginning of summer right after the spring ended. Not even the night could hide this kind of scent... even though Harriet instantly felt something different.It was too distant.Her eyelids trembled open. She was expecting to see him lying facing her, but she was met with his back instead.He was awake.He was even awake since midnight. When he opened his eyes, he was there, not knowing what had happened or what to do. But when the sunlight hit her frail-looking body, he was afraid it would disturb her sleep, so he covered her from the sun.That was when he felt her small fingers grazing his back
[Hello, my name is Charmy.]Penelope’s jaw was still hanging open.[I’m 5.]Penelope stared at Heinrich in disbelief.“So, this is Charmaine. He’s... he’s the stone I made five... almost six years ago to become an Immortal Archmage,” Heinrich said.Penelope still couldn’t comprehend anything.“Okay, mine and the Duchess’ working theory is that when we create the Philosopher’s Stone, the mythical balance is achieved, and a new soul is created from it...”“No, Your Highness, what I was surprised about is... why did he call me his... Mommy?” Penelope seriously asked.“Well, this...” Heinrich tried to think of a way to explain it.[Mommy, you mean. I was cheering for you allllll the time! I’m screeeeaming for Daddy to just see you and be with you!]“He chose you as his master. That night at the North, he... essentiall
“It seemed that we’ve all concluded all we know about the stone. With the help of the communication device I created, we will be able to discuss with your stone to create the ideal society we’ve talked about,” Harriet said as she concluded their talk.She only conveyed her discovery about the stone but also theorized about what had happened to each stone.“Now that you’ve become a Lycan, Aslan, you have double the responsibility to uphold. Don’t disappoint us,” Harriet said.Aslan stood and kneeled, bowing his head low. “I won’t disappoint you, God and Goddess.”After Aslan left, Harriet turned back to Heinrich. He was clearly deep in thought.“Do you have something you want to ask your stone again?” Harriet asked him.Heinrich sighed and started to loosen his tout posture. “Actually, may I borrow the device for a day?”Harriet held her smile and