morgan and garcia lemon fanfiction

I am King Lott. Yes, that guy whose wife (Morgan) is quite famous, and whose children (Gawain, Gareth...) are even more renowned. Unfortunately, none of my family meets a happy end. To avoid being toyed with by fate, I’ve decided to live a simple life—just eat, wait, and survive. After all, if you don’t look for trouble, trouble won’t come your way. My name is Morgan, and all I want is power and status. I always thought my marriage was just a political deal, but I never expected to hear such things from my husband. “Morgan, she still doesn’t know that the future throne doesn’t belong to her, but to her sister.” “King Arthur, in the end, is just a guy who knows only about war, not governance.” “Progress is everything. Productivity is the foundation.” Lott: So, my wife Morgan... Why has she changed so much? I'm using ChatGpt for translation and some things are going to be different from the MTL version. This is not a perfect translation so don't complain later. You have been warned! Thank you

(A Cyberpunk 2077 fanfic — when Arthur Morgan steps into Night City…) From steam trains roaring across the wild plains to sleek hovering cars drifting under neon lights. From the untamed cowboy riding under endless skies to the lone biker wandering the edge of the world. One man. Two legends. Arthur Morgan has already fulfilled his destined redemption. But when he faces a world wrapped in the chains of “civilization,” how will he survive? In the year 2077, the world is torn apart — half civilization, half crime. Yet even in this so-called age of progress, the heart of humanity remains as savage as ever. From the gunslinger of the past to a drifter two centuries later, can Arthur leave behind his own mark — a drink called The Cowboy — in this ruthless world?

I am King Lot—the one with a famously notorious wife (Morgan) and equally famous children (Gawain, Gareth, etc.). Unfortunately, none of my family met a good end. To avoid this cruel fate, I’ve decided to laze around and wait for death. As long as I don’t court disaster, I won’t die. ……………………............................................................ My name is Morgan. All I ever wanted was my rightful position. I thought my marriage would be nothing more than a political transaction. But I never expected… I could actually hear my husband’s inner thoughts. ["Morgan still doesn’t know the future throne won’t belong to her—but to her sister instead."] ["Pity. Even the King of Knights is just a warmonger who knows nothing of governance."] ["Development is the absolute priority. Productivity is the foundation."] … Lot: So, how the hell did my wife Morgan turn into a bitch]?! --- Read advance chapters on patreon.com/Ferasam

As someone who was isekai to Type-moon and became a Master, Ian was not very familiar with Chaldea. But that didn't matter, he had a special ability that other masters didn't have - that was simulation. This allowed him to leave his own mark in history. -Although it was unusual. [He became Morgan husband, but at the same time he deceived the King of Knights disguised as a man, and Britannia was in chaos because of him. ] [He controlled Tamamo-no-mae, and as a master, he let Minamoto-no-Raikou witness what physical exorcism was. The youkai of the Heian era avoided him. ] [He drove Medusa insane, and all of Greece unanimously declared that she would remove her blindfold when she saw him again. ] [He is Jeanne's soul mate, and only he knows how to make this saintess, who is usually very restrained, achieve liberation and relaxation in many different ways. ] Ian has to say that this simulator that understands people's hearts is really suitable for him. Solve all problems the way he likes. Everything is fine. Until one day, when they come to him as servants. Ian realizes that he has caused a lot of emotional debt. -------------------------------- I do not own anything in this fanfiction ---------------------------------- The schedule is from Monday to Saturday 1 chapters a day and I rest on Sunday ---------------------------------------- English is TOTALLY NOT my language, So it's probably not very good, but I tried my best ---------------------------------------------- Raw: 型月里世界，从成为摩根丈夫开始！ -------------------------------------------- If you like this story, please leave me a comment, review, collection and power stones if you can, that really help me a lot If you're looking for good fanfics, try reading my other books, you won't be disappointed, promise. If you want to read 40 advanced chapters and support me to have more motivation to continue as a translator, here is my p.a.t.r.e.o.n pa treon.com/curse_heian_chef Thanks you, Have a nice day (｡◕‿‿◕｡)

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This is my lemon collection. Would you like to have a sample? It is totally free to try! Come, let me make you a glass. Some lemons are sweet. Some are bitter. Some are rotten. And some are stolen from the stand next door and remixed for your pleasure! But don’t worry about all of that. It is all part of the fiction. Please, come over and have a glass. I have made more than a dozen for you to choose. Since I am such an idiot, I am not sure which glass is full and which glass is empty. The glasses are not even placed in order on the table, so please have a check of the volume before enjoying your drink. Who knows, you might find something interesting. If you love my work, you can commission another piece, to be added to your glass. If you don’t want to, please enjoy while it last! This is my lemon collection, come, come and have a look! Have a drink, it’s totally free! Just don’t get too addicted, because that will not be healthy for you! By the way, no kids are allowed! ******************************** If you didn’t understand all of that, it means that this is my fanfiction collection over the years. Some of them are completed – usually one-shots. Some of them are not – most aren’t. Some of them will make you vomit from disgust. Some are parodied, basing on another story I read somewhere. It is totally fine to parody or rewrite another fanfiction, so don’t b*tch about it. Please read the volume title before you b*tch about why the story just abruptly stopped. And if you want more chapters, you can commission it by becoming my patron. Use my penname to search. ******************************** Disclaimer: This collection contains graphical violence and sex scenes. Absolutely no children allowed to drink my lemon! Fanfiction: Naruto. Harry Potter. Fate Stay Night. Disney, and so on… ******************************** Discord Server: https://discord.gg/ffazvKp

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Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"