My craving with doujinshi started innocently enough. I was browsing through online shops when a striking cover caught my gaze. The title, "Forbidden Fruits", promised a narrative of forbidden love, and I was instantly enthralled. From that moment on, I immersed headfirst into the world of doujinshi. I devoured every volume I could get my hands on,
The scarlet blossoms, a cascade of crimson, beckoned with their intoxicating perfume. A screen of petals concealed a glowing heart, pulsing with a latent desire. The air itself felt charged, pulsating with anticipation. One could almost hear the rustlings of passion carried on the breezy wind. This was a garden where passion bloomed in its purest f
He was a wealthy heir, bound by duty to a powerful family. She, a mystery woman, with eyes that held starlight and a heart yearning for love beyond societal norms. Their paths collided in a masquerade ball, sparking an instant attraction. But their love was a stolen glance, forever shadowed by the threat ofconsequences. Stolen moments of affect