It's been five years since Maki, Rin and Hanayo have left school, and seven years since μ's broke up. As much as all nine girls tried, their new lives made them unable to keep in contact as much as they would have liked to. All girls had chosen their own paths, and perused them alone. But when Honoka receives a letter from the managers of 'Love Live!' informing her that the competition is slowly losing popularity, she has to round up the other eight members of μ's, so they can perform one last time and restore the contest to its former glory. Honoka's task takes her around the globe, and with everyone's new lives and careers, she fears that she won't have everything ready in time. Will Honoka be able to round up all her friends, perform at Love Live, and save the School Idol Project? •The Front cover was made by the author of this story, the pictures taken from the Love Live series •The only character that belongs to me is Asa Iko - the rest of the characters in this story are from Love Live. •Please note that some of the head cannons in this fanfic were created by the author of this fanfiction and have NOT been confirmed by the creators of Love Live (there is a chapter at the end of the book full of the created head cannons) •Published May - December 2017)

"Our next is a girl of eighteen summers. She has smooth, unblemished skin and has been schooled in the arts of love and seduction. But most of all, she is untouched." my auctioneer and captor said as he paraded me in front of the men. They eyed their fill of my body but they were forbidden to touch. "Bidding starts at two hundred pieces of silver." I was returned towards the stage as the men stated their prices. I was a rare commodity: a slave girl yet untouched, eighteen, fertile when the land has been struck with a plague that left women barren. The price for me reached eight hundred silver coins and many have already backed down. "Two hundred gold coins!" a man spoke up. It was he, the man who stared at me with passion and desire in his eyes moments ago. That was quite a sum for a slave! "Two hundred gold coins going once, twice... Sold to the King of Ivaris!" the auctioneer shouted. There it was. My fate was sealed. I am a love slave and it is just my luck that I am sold to the same cruel king that destroyed my kingdom. *A story of love, of gods and goddesses, of reincarnation and magic, intrigue and betrayal, of kings and war...* ***Credits to @DarkLeague for the cover***