JamesonSteele

Jacob Turner finds himself at the heart of a battle that will determine the future of the world. Too bad that world isn't Earth.
A stranger from another world, armed with nothing but a revolver and a heart burdened with love, Jacob is thrust into the realm of Mirntha. A cowboy with no place to call home, Jacob must now fight against the Cursed Lord, a malevolent being whose hatred threatens to destroy everything.
Along the way, Jacob forges bonds with powerful allies, including the fierce and buxom Althea, the gentle Elara, and the vivacious Seraphina.
With kingdoms on the brink of collapse and ancient prophecies unfolding, Jacob's journey will test the limits of his courage, loyalty, and the unexpected strength of his heart. As darkness looms, love may be the only force powerful enough to save Mirntha—or destroy it.

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This is a harem fantasy story that starts out slow. There is a focus on the romance and slice of life, but will contain many R18 scenes further down the line.

Tags include: Action, Fantasy, Weak to Strong, Romance, Large Harem, MILFs, Queens and Princesses, Mother-daughter pairs, R18.

The Wandering Cowboy: A Harem Fantasy

As Jacob settled into his seat, the weight of Queen Lysandra's gaze did not lessen. If anything, it only grew heavier. There was something unnervingly precise about the way she observed him—like a scholar inspecting a rare artifact, or a seasoned general assessing an unknown force.

Selene, too, regarded him with curiosity, though there was something more subtle in her gaze, something bordering on amusement.

Vela, seated beside him, was the only one who seemed at ease in his presence. And yet, Jacob could tell that even she was aware of the scrutiny he was under.

Then, Lysandra finally spoke. "So, Jacob, I must say, you are quite the topic of conversation within these halls. My daughter has told me much about you."

"Oh?" Jacob replied, arching an eyebrow as he glanced at Vela. "I hope it was all praise, Your Highness."

Vela shifted beside him, clearing her throat, though the slight pink on her cheeks betrayed her.

Dinner With The Royal Family