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

Jacob blinked, his mind still struggling to process the sudden shift in location. Snow crunched underfoot as he instinctively adjusted his stance, scanning the frozen expanse that stretched in all directions.

The Cursed Lord stood a few paces away, his imposing form stark against the white landscape. He seemed utterly at ease, as if the cold did not touch him, as if the howling winds bent around him rather than daring to brush against his presence.

"I'm sure you have questions," the Cursed Lord mused, his voice smooth, unhurried. A smirk played at the corners of his lips. "But let's work up a sweat first."

Before Jacob could respond, the broken sword in the Cursed Lord's hand pulsed with ethereal light. The fractured edges shimmered, and then—with a brilliant burst of blue energy—the shattered blade reconstructed itself. The missing piece materialized out of pure faerium, fusing seamlessly into the weapon's hilt.

A Story Yet To Be Told