cheat konoha ninja legendary

How can someone I couldn't see mess so much with me? It's been a year, but the scars are still there. My past echoing in my head day after day, Everytime I open my eyes in the morning to see... nothing. I'm Bella Miller, and this is my story. The story of how I lost everything, my vision, my confidence, my fiance, my best friend. In the day of my wedding and divorce. When my husband had courage to cheat on me with my best friend and abandon me as if I didn't mean nothing to him. But I guess destiny was keeping something special for me. I mean someone... This is the story of how my life turned upside down at that moment I met him. How Edward, a cold-hearted man that has been deceived by the love he felt, changed me. How I, a woman that promised herself to not fall in love again, changed him. And I, he, we were able to believe in love once again. I couldn't see at first, but love has always been there. It is impossible to see when the past blurs our future. But even though our minds kept denying it, our hearts were designed to love each other. Destiny wrote in the stars, our ways come across. And now it's just us, the rest, star dust. ***** Author's note: This work is +16 It contains extremely light cursing and a lot of emotional damage. Hope I wrote it good enough to make you feel it. Not have too much to say, just enjoy.❤️ Obrigada.☺️

Intimacy fuels their strength. We are caught in a brutal conflict, and the Panja fighters depend on the presence of women in their beds to heighten their battle abilities. These alien warriors are legendary, both in combat and in matters of pleasure, making it effortless for them to find willing partners. Then there’s me. Unlike the others, I am not here to entertain these fierce soldiers. My duty is far less glamorous—I scrub their dishes, wash their clothes, and smooth out the tangled sheets left behind after their passionate encounters. My only goal is to stay out of trouble and not provoke the wrath of these powerful beings. But then, something unexpected happens. General Kaelen himself approaches me and gives a direct order—he wants me to lift my skirt. His reaction when I refuse? Pure disbelief. I have only ever seen him wear two expressions—either complete boredom or simmering fury. Yet now, he looks genuinely stunned. After all, there are plenty of women around, eager to catch his attention, women who would never dare refuse him. And yet, out of everyone, he chooses me—the plain-looking human servant, the one woman with the audacity to deny him.