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I'm the Empress! So I'm Going to Make Myself a Harem

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "...I have to choose a King Consort right now?!" No sooner did the young woman from Earth awake in the body of Empress Isabelle of Nevremia than she was informed she'd have to choose a King Consort to keep her throne. While she was still trying to get used to her new body, new world, and new position, her advisors insisted she marry some stranger to retain her power. "But don't Empresses get to make the rules?" As Isabelle Von Nevremia. not only is she the revered empress of a powerful country, but she has access to a special status system, which allows her to read people's names, skills, moods, and even their kinks. As well as that, there's some kind of mysterious 'challenge' system that awards her 'skill points' for successfully completing challenges. ...But all the challenges are just seducing people. How tacky... "...If I'm going to be Empress, then I won't have a king! I'm going to have a harem!"

Amesaya · Fantasy
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I'm not indolent, I'm relaxed

In the end, she fell asleep before she could do more than cuddle.

Fortunately, that seemed perfectly fine with them.

That was fine.

As long as they weren't sad, angry, or hurt, Isabelle would take the wins where she got them.

It was still quite an experience, waking up buried in the bodies of four handsome, cuddly men. 

Three. It seemed Alex had gotten up and left to do his gardening before she'd stirred in the morning.

She needed to get more quality time with that man...

Tenshi was sprawled halfway out of the blankets, face smashed in her pillow, a leg and arm kicked out. The way he lay reminded her of a starfish.

Like a large, floppy, breathing, blue haired pretty boy starfish.

Phoenix slept curled on his side, arms and legs tucked neatly together, looking like a cat.