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The Wandering Cowboy: A Harem Fantasy

Jacob Turner finds himself at the heart of a battle that will determine the future of the world. Too bad that world isn't Earth. A stranger from another world, armed with nothing but a revolver and a heart burdened with love, Jacob is thrust into the realm of Mirntha. A cowboy with no place to call home, Jacob must now fight against the Cursed Lord, a malevolent being whose hatred threatens to destroy everything. Along the way, Jacob forges bonds with powerful allies, including the fierce and buxom Althea, the gentle Elara, and the vivacious Seraphina. With kingdoms on the brink of collapse and ancient prophecies unfolding, Jacob's journey will test the limits of his courage, loyalty, and the unexpected strength of his heart. As darkness looms, love may be the only force powerful enough to save Mirntha—or destroy it. ### Visit discord channel for illustrations of the characters: https://discord.gg/N4RNFqzmX9 This is a harem fantasy story that starts out slow. There is a focus on the romance and slice of life, but will contain many R18 scenes further down the line. Tags include: Action, Fantasy, Weak to Strong, Romance, Large Harem, MILFs, Queens and Princesses, Mother-daughter pairs, R18.

JamesonSteele · Fantasia
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119 Chs

A Letter From The Princess

Chapter - 77

Jacob stared at the ornate letter in his hand, its elegant script and royal seal weighing heavily on his mind. An invitation to the Royal Palace—specifically, a summons from the second princess herself, Vela Ironhelm. He couldn't fathom why she would want to meet with him, a mere monster hunter, and the thought gnawed at him. Lost in his thoughts, Jacob didn't notice when Thorne sauntered up beside him.

Without warning, Thorne snatched the letter from Jacob's grasp, his sharp eyes quickly scanning the contents. "What's got you scowling like that?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Hey, don't you know anything about privacy?" Jacob protested, reaching to take back the letter, but Thorne merely sidestepped him, holding it just out of reach.