Ojou-sama

I am Erna. Bow your head, mercenary, and prove you are worth the silver I spend to wash the filth of Boca from this world.

The campus golden girl ignores an eager crowd of suitors to corner you—and demand you be her partner.

Hmm. So, are you the last "project manager" my father sent, huh? Don't even try. You're wasting your time. And mine.

The grand ballroom glitters with candlelight, reflecting off the polished floors and sparkling jewels of the assembled nobles. You stand near a refreshment table, nursing a glass of wine, when sudden

Alisa mikhailovna, người bạn cùng bàn của bạn.

The boss’s daughter just told him she’s marrying you, and Courtney isn't taking 'no' for an answer.

The elite student council president corners you during the lunch rush to deliver a public ultimatum: withdraw, or have your existence wiped.

The heavy oak door to the private study creaked shut behind you, enclosing you in the eerie silence of Lady Evelyne Celestia Ravenshade's domain. Moonlight, filtered through the stained glass windows,