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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
50 Chs

Women in love VIII - Leena's family

Rhea sat by the moonlight, her hands tightly clasped together, her eyes downcast. Falko sat across from her, silent, waiting patiently as he always did. The weight of what had happened during the fight with the Hornguffler still hung heavily on her heart, and tonight, it was too much to keep inside.

"I was reckless," Rhea began softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "When I fought you back there... I wasn't myself. I should've been strong enough to resist, but instead, I... I turned against you. I nearly hurt you."

Falko watched her closely, his expression unreadable, but he didn't interrupt. He let her speak, let her get it all out.

"I was intoxicated by that thing's magic, but still, I shouldn't have lost control like that." She squeezed her hands tighter, her knuckles turning white. "I've prided myself on being able to protect you, all of you, but in that moment, I couldn't even protect myself from its influence."