My obsession with doujinshi started innocently enough. I was browsing through online markets when a eye-catching cover caught my gaze. The title, "Forbidden Fruits", promised a narrative of forbidden passion, and I was instantly captivated. From that moment on, I read more dove headfirst into the world of doujinshi. I devoured every chapter I coul
The fiery blossoms, a cascade of crimson, beckoned with their intoxicating perfume. A curtain of petals concealed a lustrous heart, pulsing with a secret desire. The air itself felt charged, thickening with anticipation. One could almost hear the rustlings of passion carried on the soft wind. This was a garden where love bloomed in its purest form,
He was a ruler, bound by duty to a powerful family. She, a commoner, with a voice like velvet and a heart yearning for freedom. Their paths crossed in a hidden garden, sparking an instant attraction. But their love was an unspoken yearning, forever shadowed by the threat ofconsequences. Stolen moments of affection fueled their passion, a burnin