Ash X Harem Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“His name’s Ashton. He hates the bond, hates me by extension, and made it very clear he’s in love with someone else. Very tragic. Very pureblood. Very not my problem.” “That kind of rejection is dangerous,” Maereth says. “Oh, don’t worry,” I reply dryly. “He was polite about it. His parents raised him better than to be rude while emotionally gutting someone.” Maereth pinches the bridge of her nose. “V.” “I’m fine,” I lied. “I just need to know how to break it before the moon decides to turn my ribs into a chew toy.” She goes very still. I stop pacing. “That pause means you know something.”

The plot started off with the heroine, the daughter of a baron, entering the middle school division of Diamond Academy. In the beginning, the heroine was registered as a light magic user and was hinted to be a member of some type of rare ancient race. Of course, the story wouldn't be a reverse harem without extremely attractive guys who all fell in love with the heroine. Upon entering the school, the heroine encountered the male lead for the first time in a very cliché scene, creating a budding affection that slowly bloomed into romance.

I knew from the start that Williams did not love me. Everyone knew that I had a crush on him the entire four years I was at university. Unfortunately, he had already met the woman of his dreams, so he did not care about me. Right before graduation, Leia accepted her family’s arrangements for her to study abroad. The day she left, Williams approached me while he reeked of alcohol. He hugged me and called me Leia with glazed eyes. He had mistaken me for someone else. Yet, I liked him so much that I allowed myself to indulge in a moment of passion.

"Then why would a perfectly good heiress run around building teams and pretending to be a nurse? What are you trying to do?" Did rich people all have this kind of eccentric streak? Ivy laughed awkwardly. "I'm not actually a nurse. I borrowed the uniform. I heard you were in a car accident and came specially to see you, but I was afraid you'd think it was too forward... "And I built this team because of you. I like you. That is why I entered this industry. "Ash, join Immortal Ashes. I want to build a team just for you. From now on, you will be second-in-command at our studio."

His shock was obvious, but he remained silent, choosing not to ask about it anymore. "So anger will help me turn?" he asked. "It could, but sex can too, if it's deep and primal." I smiled. This got his attention. He loved sex, especially with me. On Xanthea, all royal females are Sirens and are allowed to have harems of as many men and women as she chooses, This is their norm.

"You seem happy." "I am happy," she says, grinning mischievously. "Just had a full kissing session in the gardens. Honestly, what other kind of palace affair fantasy can you think of?" I roll my eyes, knowing Ahvi and her romantic ideals. "Well—" "Oh, I know!" She clasps her hands together dramatically, jumping off the bed. "Going at it with the Prince in a hot spring! Obviously." "What?" I squeak, nearly choking on air. "Arwyn, relax. No need to be embarrassed. You’re a woman with needs, and he’s a man. And he’s the Prince. Who wouldn’t want to—"

"Stop this pretense Alex, just tell the truth. What exactly did you do to her? What did you do to Flora?" "Really? This? You still don't believe me? I feel like punching the hell out of you right now. You face alone irritates me" "Then go ahead. What are you waiting for" At the moment, Ashley couldn't keep quiet any longer. What if they hurt themselves? The thought of seeing blood made her sick. "Stop it!" She said with a command tone to Henry and Alex, who were glaring at themselves like lions ready to fight. It wasn't under her control like she thought. They were ready to strike each other. Ashley wanted to step in between them but something made her stop. She noticed that Henry's eyes had

Unflinching. “I’m not bitter,” she says evenly. “If anything, you and Hulio suit each other. Birds of a feather.” Then her tone sharpens. “But let’s test your theory. If I weren’t truly Alexa, how would I know this?” Ashley sneers. “Know what?” The room holds its breath. My gaze flicks to Hulio, his eyes glued to Alexa, awe softening his features. “That you and Absalom Mage plotted to have me raped by that man years ago at my art sanctuary here in Hills’ Mansion.”