Best Reverse Harems

“Lily, I've found my mate.” Adriel, my husband of three years said to me. I froze, trying to process what he actually meant. It seemed like my heart stopped and I was going to fall the next minute. The door was slightly ajar when I heard his footsteps approaching. I was prompted to look ahead of him. My jaw dropped. “Carly?” I gasped, rubbing my eyes to check out if this is actually a dream. It's real! ~Lily's life comes tumbling down when her husband of three years brings back her twin sister as his new mate and introduces her to the pack. He rejects her and asks her to leave his estate and pack with immediate effect. That day, the ruthless Three Alphas of the West, well-known mafias visited the pack estate to get the thirty million dollars Adriel borrowed from them but he was unable to return it, so they took her as compensation. What will her fate be now she's taken to a new pack and is under the control of three hot, charming yet ruthless Alphas? What happens when she realizes she's pregnant with her ex-husband's baby? Will these Alphas turn her away or will her life take an unexpected turn?

A Supernatural Reverse Harem. MMFMM "We're meant to be, Annabelle. You can fight the mate bond as much as you want, but it doesn't mean that we're going anywhere. We will never give up on trying to makes this work. We have always been yours and you're ours. Forever will be.."

One moment I'm chasing after a rabbit and the next, I'm falling down a rabbit hole! What the heck?! This ain't Alice in Wonderland?! Though as I opened my eyes, I soon found out that I was no longer in my original body and that somehow I transmigrated into the light novel, A Fairytale Romance. And that isn't all, the character whose body I transmigrated into... is none other than the canon-fodder, stuck-up, arrogant, and selfish ojou-sama who was nothing more than a comic relief character, Maria Rosendrey. Life truly sucks...

Queenie Livingston, my best friend whom I have cared for over the years, gives me a bottle of perfume. I immediately turn around and pour its contents down the toilet. In my previous life, that perfume made me sprout hair all over my body and reek. I was shunned by my colleagues, and my then-boyfriend and superior, Preston Zimmerman, wasted no time in dumping me and hooking up with Queenie. I desperately sought medical treatment back then, but with nowhere left to turn, I died in utter agony and despair. Only after my death did I learn that the grotesque condition was caused by the perfume Queenie had maliciously tampered with. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the exact day Queenie gave me the perfume.

At our college graduation, my fiance suddenly proposed to Lillie Stewart, my best friend, in front of everyone. I became a joke in front of everyone. Right after Lillie accepted my fiance’s proposal, Lloyd Becker, heir to the biggest mafia family on the West Coast, publicly said he loved me. Lloyd was known in the mafia world for being serious and never getting involved with women. So, when he showed an interest in an orphan like me, it made the news. We got married, and for five years, he was so sweet and treated me like a princess. But one day, I accidentally overheard him talking to his friend. “Lillie is already set to become the future lady of the Gacira family. Are you really going to keep the act up with Nelly?” “If I can’t have Lillie, it doesn’t matter who I marry. As long as I’m with Nelly, Lillie can live peacefully.” He even gave Lillie the symbol of the Becker family’s lady. He helped Lillie build her career while letting me fade into the background. After five years of marriage, I finally understood. On our fifth anniversary, I pretended to die in a shooting so he could be with the woman he truly loved. But instead of being happy, Lloyd completely broke down.

My best friend and I had been abducted by the Pendragon brothers—a duo consisting of a religious CEO and a top-billed movie star. We became their secret lovers against our will. "I'm pregnant, Lilith," my best friend said, tears glistening in her eyes. "Me too, Lindsay," I replied softly, caressing my belly. "But I won't go through with it." The brothers heard us. Their control tightened. They watched us during mealtimes, while we slept, and even during our bathroom breaks. We could not endure it any longer, so we fought back. In their anger, the brothers kept mistresses who resembled us. We thought we were free until one day, they found us. They called us homewreckers and hurled insults at us. They broke into our house, scarred our faces, broke our legs, and kicked us until we miscarried. It did not matter how much we tried to explain ourselves. They removed our clothes and paraded us in the street. Finally, the Pendragons arrived. They raised their marriage certificates and declared, "Lilith and Lindsay are our wives!"

On the day I won the national esports championship, my girlfriend of eight years told me she wanted to go on stage and personally present me with flowers. Standing on the podium, my heart was racing. I reached into my pocket to pull out the ring I'd hidden there, ready to propose to her in front of the entire nation. But what happened next shocked me. She giggled and, instead of handing me the bouquet, she gave it to her male best friend. Under the bright lights, they became the center of attention. The crowd cheered, and their congratulatory messages flooded the trending topics. Even his fans tagged me in posts, mocking, [I told you not to get in the way of our couple, now look at you.] I simply posted on Twitter, [Respect and blessings. Please be locked together forever.]

When I return to the day I discover my husband, David Stone, is cheating on me, I immediately switch shifts with my colleague. In my previous life, David had been fooling around with my best friend, Roxanne Lane, in his car when they got into an accident and were rushed to the hospital. When I received the news, I hurried there at once and saw them tangled together, naked, in the aftermath of the wreck. My colleague operated on them, and both of them survived. However, the shock was too much for me, and I passed out. When I woke up, David sent me divorce papers, demanding that I leave the marriage empty-handed. Citing his affair, I demanded half of his assets. In response, he sneered, "Me? Cheating? Where's the evidence?" That was when I remembered that I had fainted before taking any photos. The hospital's surveillance cameras happened to be down that day, leaving me without a shred of proof. I lost the case and walked out with nothing. On the day of the divorce, broke and numb, I stumbled out of the courthouse and was hit by a car. Now, the moment I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day David and Roxanne are taken to the hospital.

In high school, I had finally worked up the courage to confess my feelings to my longtime crush. The next day, he disappeared from my life without a word. Heartbroken and furious, I moved on and started dating someone else, leaving him behind in my memories. Years passed, and I thought I had buried that part of my life. But ten years later, fate threw us back together—this time, he was my new boss. Not just any boss, but my boss’ boss. I had no idea how to face him, but one thing was clear: resigning suddenly felt like my best option.

[*Reverse Harem*] Growing up at her uncle's place, Anila was strictly controlled by all the outdated values in the small town. The worst thing was her uncle trying anything he could to stop her from leaving. But one day, a hot stranger Xaden appeared and handed Anila an offer from a university on the mysterious "Were-land". On the plane there, Xaden surprisingly revealed his true identity as a werewolf and introduced himself as Anila's "fated mate". Before Anila could process all the crazy news, she realized Xaden wasn't her only mate..... ---“Now, welcome to Zelds’ university, the best magic school available in all of Wereland.”Jet engines whir, the door sealing me inside as my eyes bulge out of my head in shock.Witch professor? Magic School?---Then I felt it, all over my flesh, that undeniable connection, the same one I felt when I first met Xaden.My eyes gravitated down the hall, knowing where to look in an unfamiliar place, butterflies left the confines of my stomach and fluttered in my skull, when my breath holds in my lungs, I have found them.That’s right. Them.