The famous Grim Reaper named 'Truck-kun' involved me in an accident. Alright, I know it was my fault because I am not paying any attention to my surrounding. I was busy reading okay? If I only knew that I would die... FOCC! If I only knew that I would die I could've dodged that 'Truck-kun'!!! Why? Because I woke up as a tyrant woman with a Harem. •••••• "I want to divorce my husbands!" "Your Highness! You can't do that! You didn't even sleep with any of them! How could you conceive an heir?" Duchess Elvira said. "Then why don't you become the Empress!? Marry them and conceive an heir!!" A blonde innocent concubine pulled the hem of my dress. "Y-your Highness... Y-you will throw me away?" o-O "Your Highness please don't throw me away! I would do everything to please you!" The innocent concubine trapped me within his arms. "I-I will do everything! D-do you want me to braid your hair every day? Didn't your hair annoys you" O-o Truck-kun What have you done? ••• Cover not mine ©tto

Secrets. Spies. Everyone lies. Katherine, the Duchess of Hampshire, is a liar. Her marriage is one of convenience. Of necessity. And it's becoming increasingly difficult to remind herself of this when she's in the company of her enigmatic husband John and his lover, an artist by the name of Henry Fletcher. Everything changes between the three of them after an otherwise uneventful evening. Words once left unsaid are spoken, repressed feelings can no longer be contained, and with just a few fevered whispers, their futures are forever altered. But there is a darkness drawing closer to them, and just when they think they have a chance at true happiness, it's snatched from their fingers by an unseen enemy. **This book contains explicit M/M and M/F/M sex scenes**

She was not born a lady, she was made one. She was not born into wealth, she was given it. Laila is a woman of the king, and she fell in love with him, the day she first met him. Whether it was the kindness he'd shown her or the charming face and body he has, the attraction was there from the start. But King Stephan is not one to reciprocate such feelings, as Laila is one of the ten women he has in his castle. If only there was a way they could grow closer...secrets, lies, pain, war...all of which tears people apart, could actually be what brings them together. *** Turning to face him, she sees his lips curling into a smile, making her heart warm and fuzzy. He slowly puts his arm around her, giving her time to refuse. When she doesn't, he pulls her against his chest. Leaning into her he whispers, "You called me by my name, back in the hallway." "I...I apologize-" "Don't...I like it." Laila feels her core clench upon hearing his words. He tilts her chin laying a kiss on her neck. Biting back her moan, she closes her eyes, feeling him suck on her skin. "Mmh!" Stephan feels her arousal placing his lips on hers, his hand traveling down pushing up her dress as he caresses her skin.* Cover by @Sachi_Stark ! ♥