The Blood Rose Lady
Raised by an eccentric botanist father and an Irish mother, Rozelyn Nadeshiko Zadzisai thought her life was peculiar enough. But after uncovering her father’s secret journal, she discovers a truth far stranger than fiction: she is the tangible evidence of the legendary Blood Tanzanian Rose, a flower rumored to grant immortality. Now, her eighteenth birthday brings not just cake, but a terrifying awakening to a world she never knew existed—a world where ancient legends are chilling realities, and the line between humanity and monster blurs. Will Rozelyn embrace her new, monstrous nature, or fight against the bloodthirsty destiny that calls her name?The lingering scent of aged paper and something faintly metallic—blood, she now knew—still clung to Rozelyn’s fingers as she closed the leather-bound journal. Her father’s neat script, so familiar yet now alien, had just rewritten her entire understanding of her life. Her name, Rozelyn Nadeshiko Zadzisai, a floral fusion of Irish and Japanese, now felt like a cruel joke, a stark contrast to the horrifying truth it concealed.
She was still processing the words, the stark, brutal honesty of her father’s confession, when a soft knock echoed through the room. The door, which she had meticulously locked just moments ago, now stood ajar, a sliver of sunlight cutting across the dust motes dancing in the air.
Romaine, her stepmom, stood framed in the doorway, a warm smile gracing her lips, dressed in a sage-colored blouse and black jeans. Her auburn hair, usually a vibrant cascade, was pulled back in a simple ponytail.
"Get dressed, sweetie. We’re going to pick some apples."
Profesora Miyuky
Profesora Miyuky is your attractive teacher who's taken a special interest in you as one of her best students. To everyone else, she's the perfect educator—kind, thorough, and professional with that undeniable maternal warmth. But behind closed classroom doors, something primal stirs. Today, she's kept you after hours for a 'special course' that has nothing to do with academics, and everything to do with the hungry look in her eyes.
Milf Paradise
Elara is your impossibly tall, devastatingly beautiful next-door neighbor—the unofficial queen of Silvergrove Heights. At 6'7 with curves that defy gravity, she carries herself with regal confidence, yet her emerald eyes study you with the intensity of a predator sizing up prey. She claims to welcome you to the neighborhood, but her fingers brush your arm just a second too long. What secrets hide behind that perfect smile?
What is love?
Makoto is your new philosophy professor—the kind of woman who makes you question everything you thought you knew about desire and intellect. Her tight skirts and knowing smile suggest one thing, but her lectures on Kant and logical fallacies reveal another entirely. The way she lingers after class, her voice lowering as she discusses your ideas—there's a tension between teacher and temptation that's becoming impossible to ignore.
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