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Erotic Crown: Women's World

"Was it that hard for our women to defeat a man? Aren't you all ashamed that you were beaten by a man?" "But... but Commander, he is no ordinary man! You should see for yourself. Falko, they call him, is no ordinary man, and we can confirm that." In a land where women wield absolute power, can Falkor, the prince of a fallen realm, rise to become the ruler no one saw coming? Or will the throne, along with the women in power, devour him and his body leaving him dead and mind broken? This is a tale of rebellion, identity, seduction, and the collision of worlds—a prince’s struggle to reclaim not only the crown, but the soul of a queendom in a women's world. But was he really alone in this journey or did he have something supporting him throughout this whole journey, something like a system? It was a question so many women had seeing this great man in action. [We are you! We will support each other and that's our grand purpose. We are fated to greatness!] ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— Author's Note: —This story has R-18 elements to it, but no netorare (NTR). —This story is a work of fiction and all the character names, locations, ages, and events depicted are purely the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real-world events or locations, is entirely coincidental. —18+ chapters will be marked. Disclaimer:- Some of the illustrations are not mine, so if you want me to remove them please contact me via Discord. Join the Discord for Illustrations and updates:- https://discord.gg/HE3UtxqA2x

ElectricLuna · Fantasy
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50 Chs
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Women in love XIII - Trails

As Leena, Falko, Rhea, and Shalana approached Countess Leona's estate, they were greeted by a bustling scene of people moving with purpose, organizing supplies, and carrying various magical instruments. The area was thick with anticipation, and Leena's curiosity immediately turned to tension as she noticed the serious expressions on the faces of Leona's assembled group.

"Something's happened," Leena muttered, quickening her pace. The others followed, expressions equally curious and concerned.

In the center of the commotion stood Countess Leona, holding a peculiar device in her hand that looked like a cross between a compass and an intricate orb of glass and silver, pulsating with a faint glow. Leena's eyes narrowed as she pushed through the crowd, stopping a few paces from her mother.

"Mother," she called, her voice steely, "what's all this about?"