Is It Wrong To Pick Up Dungeon Hestia

I’m the heroine in an erotic story. My specialty? Turning anything hot or cold into something steamy. On the first day I landed in a horror game, the boss told everyone to choose how they wanted to die. I smiled and said, “I’ll take shortness of breath, trembling legs, glazed eyes, and… pleasure so intense I die from it.” Boss: “???”

My wife, Cassia, was a wood nymph. A cursed one. Forbidden to love mortals. But she fell for me anyway. Every time her heart fluttered for me, the gods struck her down with agony. She willingly endured that torture ninety-nine times just for a chance to be with me. Then, demons dragged me to Tartarus. Hellfire and whips became my sun and moon. Right as I was about to break, I remembered a prayer Cassia taught me—a desperate whisper to the gods. It finally worked. But instead of help, I heard Cassia talking to her patron goddess, Hecate. "Cassia, how could you bargain with the Furies? You let them drag Aiden to Tartarus!" Cassia's voice choked with desperate tears. "Adonis was supposed to suffer this fate. But he's a fragile mortal. This would destroy his soul! I had no choice if I wanted to save him." "Aiden is a child of prophecy. His soul is strong. The Fates watch over him. He'll survive." "Once I save Adonis, I can stay in the mortal realm forever. Then, I'll use my eternal life and all my love to repay the hell he's enduring for me." My heart shattered. As the monsters closed in on me, I stopped fighting. I gave up.

Evy was a simple-minded girl. If there's work she's there. Evy is a known workaholic. She works day and night, dedicating each of her waking hours to her jobs and making sure that she reaches the deadline. On the day of her birthday, her body gave up and she died alone from exhaustion. Upon receiving the chance of a new life, she was reincarnated as the daughter of the Duke of Polvaros and acquired the prose of living a comfortable life ahead of her. Only she doesn't want that. She wants to work. Even if it's being a maid, a hired killer, or an adventurer. She will do it. The only thing wrong with Evy is that she has no concept of reincarnation or being isekaid. In her head, she was kidnapped to a faraway land… stranded in a place far away from Japan. So she has to learn things as she goes with as little knowledge as anyone else. Having no sense of ever knowing that she was living in fantasy nor knowing the destruction that lies ahead in the future. Evy will do her best to live the life she wanted and surprise a couple of people on the way. Unbeknownst to her, all her actions will make a ripple. Whether they be for the better or worse.... Evy has no clue.

Hera, the daughter of the most strongest deity, who will run away from Mt. Olympus just to escape from being a prisoner-like in her father's hand and she'll live as a normal college student. She will fall in love with the sinner, Liam. And both are hiding deep secrets of each identity. One must to die and one must to live.

Cassana has only wanted two things: to be a wizard and to get away from her small village. However, certain circumstances have been holding her back. Now it seems like she's going to be stuck in her hometown forever, but she is not quite ready to give up on her dreams yet. Minos is not a difficult man to like, charming, eloquent and brash, he has all the makings of a swashbuckling adventurer. So when the mysterious Prince of Zephyrus called for an expedition to find the missing Sword of the Godslayer, the only weapon known to have killed a god, Minos was the first one to step up to the task. Cassana and Minos met under stressful conditions, and it's made evidently clear that they don't like each other. But if they both want to achieve their goals, then they have no other choice but to put aside their differences and learn how to work together.

She was born to save bloodlines. Raised as Silver Star's first female Alpha Heir in three generations, Sabrina always knew what awaited her coming of age. Not a crown. Not a simple mate. A Harem — the males of her pack who had no mate waiting for them, chosen by duty, by tradition, and by the Goddess herself. Her word is law inside those walls. But the house built for her mates has sat empty for nearly two centuries, the traditions that govern it have been twisted beyond recognition, and not every male stepping forward is there for the right reasons. The Heart's Choice Scroll chose Riley before she could say his name out loud. Victor she chose herself. Then the letters started arriving. Three allied Alphas. Twenty-two additional males. Political agendas dressed up as goodwill, genuine desperation dressed up as diplomacy, and one rejection that left the Goddess's mark burned permanently into skin as a warning to anyone watching. Forty-seven males. One Luna. And a Harem house that hasn't seen life in nearly two centuries. She expected politics. She expected power games. She expected to manage it. She didn't expect chosen bonds to grow faster than fated ones. Duty was never supposed to feel like this.