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Taming His Demon Lover

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Half angel & half summer fae X Half winter fae & half demon Dark and enigmatic Andras, Lord of Hell’s Island, was a half demon with a legendary temper. Andras Mulciber had no intention of settling down with anyone. His marriage to Robin was meant to be a marriage in name only—and only for one year. His promise to the Faerie Queen Tiandra required Andras to marry the orphaned beauty and bring him back to his castle at Hell’s Island for safekeeping, shocking his loyal crew. This was not the time to be getting married when Andras had an unstable island to govern and could be whisked to another dimension at any time to participate in the deadly demon trials. When sheltered Robin McDougal is snatched from a life of captivity and forced to marry the mysterious half demon Andras Mulciber, he is torn between terror and desire. As a child Robin fled the Summer Court of the Faerie and had been in hiding ever since. He was considered almost human since he was null, devoid of magic but since he met the half demon Robin's magical powers are slowly awakening which attracts unwelcome attention from dangerous foes. Drawn to Andras’ masculine strength and the hint of passion that gleamed in the half demon’s dark grey eyes, the tawny-haired Robin has his own reasons for agreeing to a marriage of convenience. First was for freedom; while escaping from his captors, Robin would entangle Andras in a kidnapping plot, a fight for ownership and a massacre at dawn. The other reason was closer to his heart, a slight chance to thrive where those before him had failed: Robin McDougal intended to teach the demon how to love. Provocative, sensual and bursting with dangerous magic, Taming His Demon Lover is a story where fables, fantasy and steamy adventures collide.
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« MATURE CONTENT » I was supposed to check my stats. Instead, I checked my sins. One scroll through the system notifications and I realized I’d made the dumbest, hottest, most catastrophic mistake in cultivation history: [Heir Conception Confirmed: All three blessed wives have been Impregnanted.] [Gestation: 3 months. Offspring inherit 50% divine bloodline + maternal elemental affinities.] [Legacy Skill Unlocked: Imperial Seed – Children born at Core Formation minimum. Twins/Triplets chance +70%.] Translation? I bred the maid who poisoned me, the archer who swore she’d never kneel, and the ice queen who hadn’t even been kissed… in one night. Now they’re all carrying little demigods—and Heaven just flagged me as Calamity Incarnate. I wanted a quiet moment to breathe. Heaven handed me a countdown. 3… 2… 1… The sky split like a bad promise. Tribulation clouds boiled over the horizon, rings within rings, and every ring had my name carved into it. Lightning didn’t just flash—it wrote scripture across the firmament, every stroke a sentence: Zhao Tianlong, Calamity Incarnate. And behind me, three heartbeats answered in perfect sync. "Husband, stand back; you should save your energy to fight us in bed..." I glanced at the notifications again, just to suffer. [Heaven’s Will: Surveillance Active. Concealment: Impossible.] [Designation: Catastrophe-Grade Variable. Tribulation: Immediate.] [Bonus Condition Detected: Three Heroines Pregnant. Difficulty Multiplier: x10.] [Note: Heaven disapproves of speedrunning destiny via breeding.] "H-husband, why is the sky thundering..." "The clouds seem to be darkening with concentrated Qi." "It's like it is spreading across the land to take you on, Tianlong." I almost laughed. Almost. My naive wives, they can’t see how the clouds look beautiful, like a beautiful woman. "Hah… I make fountains out of heavenly beauties with my thing," I spat, a chuckle forming while getting disgusted, cute, lovely glares from my heavenly wives. "So if even Heaven itself dares to spread her legs at me, all she’ll do is scream louder," I said, lifting my middle finger towards the sky with a grin that almost ruined my hot husband image in front of my wives. "Tch, perverted bastard... I will just fight." "Ahem, yes, standing beside him might corrupt me." "H-husband... I-I will go fight too... you are embarrassing me..." They stepped beside me—left, right, and one half a pace ahead. Unaware that their sway of hips and jiggles of melons were too distracting. "...." I could only look at three of my beauties, thinking how they are different than last night, but again it appears I might have to corrupt them more. "So, shall we begin the journey of Dual Cultivation?" No NTR, No Yuri
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