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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 · Fantasie
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I'm no temptress, I'm the tempted

She stretched out on the bed with a yawn.

This yawn was interrupted by a certain kitten hopping onto her bed and prancing up to her, dropping a paw on her face. Mid-yawn.

She spluttered. "Eegh?"

It was probably a word.

Sort of.

Her eyes crossed as she focused her gaze on the wide-eyed little white ball of fur standing on her face.

She cracked a little smile as the kitten cocked his head to the side and gave an inquisitive 'mew?'.

He gently papped his little paw on her face again.

"Baby," she greeted with a tiny giggle.

Snowball answered with an urgent and needy meow, padding his feet back and forth on her face as he complained to her.

She gently picked up the needy little kitten and gathered him into her arms. She kissed the top of his head and gently stroked his back as she propped herself up into a sitting position.

"Alright~. My little sweetheart. Mam is here."