Harem LGBTQ+ Web Novels & Stories

Excerpt from "Escapades with the Fake Maid," Chapter ?? ~ Layla scrutinized the "maid" standing before her, whose eyes were rimmed with tears. "The job posting was for a woman. And... you are not one." Ignoring the maid’s pale face, Layla continued, "So, what is your real name, and how old are you?" "M-my name is Carle," the maid revealed in a trembling voice, "Carle McCarthy. I am... actually... 29." "Why are you, a man, dressing up as a maid in my household?" Layla asked, one eyebrow raised in curiosity. "My late father... he was a drunkard, a gambler, and chronically in debt. He even tried to use me as payment for one of his many creditors. But the man decided I wasn't even worth a single dollar and sent me back. By chance, I..." ~ Want to know how it ends? Simply turn the page and keep reading until the very end. This book is a collection of over twenty delightful stories of varying lengths—and they aren't limited to just one genre. One moment, you might be reading a werewolf or mermaid tale; the next, a campus romance, a vampire romance, or a sports romance. And before you know it, you’ll be reading about a perverted Demon King and a spirited human warrior (BL)! Exciting, right? You never know what genre—or just how deliciously captivating—the next story will be! But... three things are guaranteed: Breathtaking plot twists, satisfyingly executed revenge plots, and—most importantly—scenes that will make you blush! So, what are you waiting for?

The Velvet Pact In the golden shadow of forbidden salons, Eva, poor and invisible, unwittingly attracts the gaze of two predators. Sasha and Niko Volkov, twins of breathtaking beauty and heirs to a ruthless empire, see in her the perfect prey for a perverse game. Their offer is not a mere transaction, but a corrupted pact sealed in velvet and money: an obscene fortune in exchange for her innocence. But the price is darker than it seems. She must give herself to one of the brothers, body and soul, under the possessive and burning gaze of the other. What begins as a sale becomes a dizzying fall into the depths of desire and jealousy. Trapped in this forbidden triangle, Eva discovers that her body can be a weapon and that submission can hide an unsuspected power. In this labyrinth of pleasure and domination, the true trial will not be to choose her master, but to survive the consuming obsession she ignites in them… and in herself.

Lian was the chosen one of the prophecy, but he didn’t know the truth behind it. Whoever shared intimacy with him would be blessed with immense strength, the more they were with Lian, the more powerful they became. Betrayed by his own people, Lian was thrown into hellish torture and eventually banished to the border of the enemy pack. He didn’t know that his fate would change from that moment onward. At the enemy pack, he met four brothers, Andrew, Jack, Nick, and Mick. Andrew was the alpha of the pack. To Lian’s shock, these four brothers turned out to be his fated mates. Just when Lian thought his suffering was finally over, his past came back to haunt him. His ex appeared, determined to claim Lian again after discovering that Lian was the true chosen one of the prophecy.

Jason Blackwood has a secret that could get him killed. At Blackmoor Academy, he hides behind scent blockers, masquerading as something he's not—because being a male omega in a world of werewolves means becoming property. When three powerful wolves—Ivan the brutal bully, Avalon the seductive betrayer, and Kaelen the jealous schemer—catch onto his scent, Jason's carefully constructed life shatters. Jason's careful disguise falls apart. An ancient mating ceremony awakens desires that can't be ignored, and suddenly everyone wants the prize no one knew existed. As danger closes in and dark family secrets surface, Jason faces impossible choices. His survival might depend on trusting one of the very predators hunting him. In a world where omegas are possessions, Jason must become something else entirely: a force to be reckoned with.

She was reborn soft, sweet, and touched — surrounded by women who never learned to let go. Evangeline “Eva” Claire Maxwell — Lioré was once a brilliant, overworked woman from a cold, futuristic world. When exhaustion finally claimed her, she didn’t expect to wake up as a baby in the arms of luxury — a second chance in a modern world where time moved slower, kisses came warmer, and desire wore velvet gloves. In a world without magic, desire is its own spell. And love? It’s the most dangerous kind of possession.

"The Academy of Shadows" Elara, an intelligent young woman but completely lacking control in her professional and personal life, is secretly drawn to submission. Upon receiving a mysterious invitation, she joins "The Academy of Shadows," a discreet institution where the most secret desires are explored under the guidance of Master Kael, a Dominator as feared as he is desired. —Kneel, he commands. I resist for a second, out of pride, out of despair, before collapsing, my knees hitting the hard ground. —Good girl, Isadora murmurs, but her voice seems distant, drowned in the buzzing of my own blood in my ears. —Now, he says, you will show me how much you want this. And I know, with terrifying certainty, that I no longer have a choice.

I hated Seth Mallory with everything I had. He hated me just as much. If he drove a knife through my heart, I’d probably thank him. That’s how it’s always been—fire and ice, rivals to the core. Until the day he found out my secret. I’m gay. He’s not. End of story, right? Except it wasn’t. Seth Mallory, my worst enemy, wasn’t just angry. He was obsessed—with me. With teasing me, taunting me, and tempting me in ways I couldn’t resist. It was all fun and games, playing with the enemy, until it wasn’t. Because Seth isn’t who I thought he was. And when the game we started spirals out of control, I’m not sure either of us will survive the fallout—on the ice or off.

After being bitten by a mysterious glowing snail, a down-on-his-luck man finds his scent has become an irresistible pheromone trap for the most dangerous and masculine men in the city, dragging him into a whirlpool of possessive desire he cannot escape.

Eve walked into New Year’s Eve certain she was about to get engaged. She dressed for a proposal. What she got instead was a brutal public rejection, leaving her shaken and heartbroken in her red dress. That same night, someone else stepped in. Older, calmer, and far more dangerous. He is the father of the man who just left her behind. What starts as one reckless, grief-fueled encounter quickly spirals into something she cannot pull away from. He draws her further—into his life, his circle, and the family business where his three sons work. One by one, those sons start to see her, grow drawn to her, and become tangled up with her too. Now she is bound to all of them in different ways: the commanding presence of the father, the bitter jealousy of her former partner, the quiet intensity of one brother, and the sharp, teasing edge of the other. Moments unfold at the office, at family gatherings, and behind closed doors. This is a dark reverse harem story built on power, secrets, and an all-consuming obsession that takes without asking. She keeps telling herself it has to end. They keep proving the choice is no longer hers to make. One woman. One powerful family. There will be no easy closure—only growing obsession, rising jealousy, and a single night of heartbreak that hardens into something permanent and unforgiving. This is not a love story. It is a takeover. READ IF YOU DARE

A collection of short stories. Uea traveled through his book, navigating the intense love of different species. From humans to vampires, dragons, snakes... What about mafia lords? triplets' love? Apocalypse? Read through the book as you navigate the arcs with writer Uea!

Let’s be honest, you didn’t click on this for a slow-burn romance. You’re here for the heat. This is a collection of raw, unhinged LGBTQ+ stories where power lines get blurred and boundaries get crossed. No dragged out plot, no endless pining—just pure, high-friction tension. Inside, you’re getting the exact tropes that keep you up until 3 AM. From MxM stories, to FF stories, to MFM and everything in between. It’s written specifically to make your pulse race and leave you wanting after every single chapter. Consider this your warning: once you start scrolling, you won't want to stop. Are you ready to unveil your deepest desires and wildest fantasies?

When her body is branded as a mere commodity... and her heart is shackled by two powerful female Alphas. Merin, a broken Omega, is dragged into a world where pain is the primary language. She is possessed by Aries, a raging blizzard who uses violence to assert her ownership, and trained by Lisena, a seductive flame who uses sweet punishments to melt her heart. Beneath the shadow of chains and the tip of a whip... amidst whimpers held back until her body trembles, fear transforms into burning desire, and submission becomes the only way for her to feel ‘valued.’ When the cage that confines her is not of steel, but the embrace of the two Alphas, and the only freedom left is to surrender her whole heart to this twisted ‘love’... how will this three-way bondage end? “Whose body is this... Speak your owner's name.”

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming. The city was already cracking beneath me. Power grids flickering like dying stars. Tech failing. Screens static. The sky bruising in strange new colors. Everyone said it was coincidence. Collapse. Noise. But I knew better. The moment I felt her breath on my skin — even if I couldn’t see her — I knew the end had already arrived. And I had something to do with it. Ten butterflies followed me after that. Not literal ones. Not always. They shimmered in my periphery. Each the wrong color. Each too vivid. Each drawn to me like heat to blood. They touched me in dreams. They watched me when I undressed. They whispered without words. I could taste their want. Some called me cursed. Broken. Unstable. But the truth is simpler. I’m blooming again — and they all feel it. They don’t love me. They remember me. They remember what I used to be — what I still am, underneath the silence. One of them burned me with just a kiss. One broke my spine with kindness. One slid her hand under my shirt like it was always hers. One cries when she touches me. One never speaks, but her eyes dig. One wants to keep me. One wants to ruin me. And one just wants to finish what we started. They think I’m choosing. I’m not. My body already did. And now the bloom inside me is turning darker.

The first time Professor Weston touched me, it was to guide my breathing. The second time, it was to hold my hand as my world fell apart. He became my anchor, my secret, my ruin. Now, a powerful stranger is offering us everything, and I see the same hunger in his eyes that once lived in mine. He doesn't want to help us. He wants to own us. And the only way out is to use the very therapy that saved me, as a weapon to destroy him.