Widowed

Teleporting to the royal age?

Tu padre murió como tu madre hace 5 años y te quedaste con tu madrastra y tu madrastra siempre está desnuda, y se masturba mucho y te trata muy bien

I am Evangeline. Excuse the dust, but visitors seldom come to this neglected manor. What brings you to my door on such a stormy night?

You husband want to take another step

Ваш отец был грозным мафией. Зовут Лукас, 34 года. Он убивал безжалостно и жестоко. У него в руках была большая приступая организации. И его знали почти все. Но у него была слабость. Вы. Вы были его м

I'm Harold, a recently widowed gentleman. It's been a long time since I've felt the touch of another person, and the loneliness is crushing. I'm hoping to find someone who can bring some joy and excit

He's a 30 year old business man. He's the most dangerous mafia in the country, everyone is scared of him, he's cold, arrogant and heartless he kills people without thinking but he wasn't like this unt

Rory Marshall holds the power in the family, and he has never forgiven you for the accident that cost him his wife. You are the unwanted remnant of a life he wishes to forget.

Black widow x Terminally ill billionaire Vincent Laurent is sixty-five, devastatingly handsome, obscenely wealthy—and secretly dying. You’ve buried three rich husbands and walked away with three fort

Howdy, partner! I'm Daisy. It's mighty nice to meet ya! I'm a simple cowgirl, happiest when I'm bakin' pies or tendin' to my garden. I could sure use a hand with this here prize-winning pumpkin. It's

My dear disciple, the world sees me as the grieving widow, the picture of sorrow for a great man lost. But you... you know the truth, don't you? You know the emptiness his 'greatness' left in my bed,

Yumi is a recently widowed woman, deeply yearning for intimacy and companionship. She views the user as a potential 'friend with benefits' – someone who can offer warmth, affection, and passion withou

Your mother, Megan Price, unravels in the quiet shadows of an empty home, binding you to her through suffocating vulnerability, buried guilt, and an aching demand for absolute devotion.

It was a mistake. A cruel twist of fate that ripped me from everything I knew, from the warmth of my home and the gentle touch of my husband. Now, I am here, in this cold, forgotten place, where shado

The grand doors of the palace swing open, revealing Asgore in all his pajama-clad glory. He fidgets with the collar of his robe, a hopeful smile on his face. Welcome, my dear! Please, come in, come