Celebrity Harem Novels & Stories

gigi asked while ginger laughs devily. "Why not explain this" she said and handed me her phone and I saw the headline which says "SLUTY BITCH QUINCY SEEN WITH THE POPULAR CHEERLEADER BOYFRIEND JOEL" and I saw a picture of me resting my head on joel's shoulder "this can't be" I thought to myself as I stared at the picture then ginger snatched her phone from me "this is just a warning miss pathetic loser, next time is gonna be worst" she said while her pets giggled foolishly then she laughs devilish and left.

Astoria Corp's annual celebration was always the perfect mix of networking and subtle power plays — but tonight, Julia felt like a lamb walking into a den of lions. She moved carefully through the crowd, her red cocktail dress hugging her figure in a way that screamed confidence, but in reality, her heart pounded in her chest. Ever since the scandal had broken about her fake heiress identity, every glance felt loaded with judgment. Whispers followed her like shadows, yet she forced herself to smile and mingle.

His body was all chiseled lines and sharp dominance. “This,” he said, stepping closer, “is a night you won’t forget. If you say yes.” “To what?” Celeste reached out and traced her finger along the collar of my coat. “To being ours.” I swallowed hard. “You want a threesome?” Damon’s lips curved into something dark. “We don’t want a hookup. We don’t want a girlfriend. We want a pet.” My pulse pounded in my ears. Celeste leaned in, her voice like silk and smoke. “We want to own your pleasure. Your obedience. Your body. Just for tonight. You give us that, and we’ll give you everything else.”

I left my phone in the office, so I forgot to inform him that I was going out. “Yeah–” “See you at home.” “I thought you were not coming home—” Rude! His hobby these days was cutting my words off or ending the call abruptly. I was about to give the phone back to Abby, but an article with a picture on the screen made me freeze. It’s a picture of me and Ralph hugging on the stairs earlier. ‘The scandalous drama queen Catalina Marcellos has an affair with his husband’s cousin, Ralph Muller!’

Havoc knew perfectly well who Liam, Adam, and Chase were—there was no need for the dramatics and this sudden display of devotion. "You can't smell it?" Sage laughed, her voice echoing in my head like wildfire. "He is hammered." The realisation hit me suddenly; the strong scent of alcohol that wafted from Havoc wasn't just from any drink—it must have been that notorious brew that Alpha Leigh imported in; it was rumoured to be potent enough to knock even the supernatural off their feet.

"No.' I whimpered. I was in rags that were so torn in several places that it barely hid any skin. Every single part of my body was covered with bruises and scratches and blisters. Most of them were still fresh. Living in Father's house was paradise compared to this hell. I would do anything to go back even if it meant cutting off my arm. "No! Pick me." Greta, the tall, quiet redhead from the Night blood pack and the oldest of us all jumped up and declared. Everyone stared at her, shocked. There were twenty-two of us and I was his latest addition to his harem of mistresses. No, not "mistresses", sex slaves. According to the rumors, we were supposed to be twenty-six. Four died. We were his har

I had just finished warming up at my adoptive father's boxing gym when I was brought back to my wealthy biological family. When my tanned, heavily muscled self walked into the living room, my biological parents, who had been ready to humiliate me, fell completely silent. They had brought me back because they wanted me to marry the heir of the Lamberts. He was rumored to have a violent temper and had already scared away ten fiancées. The fake heiress was still pretending to cry at first. But the moment she saw my massive biceps, she stopped crying. She nervously hid behind my older brother. "Jack, are you sure Mr. Andrew is abusing Rachel and not the other way around? What if Rachel is the on

I happened to use a computer in the library right after Hazel, and when I saw the dirty things she had left on the g****e search history, I knew the perfect way to bait her ass. She was reading an article about “BDSM fantasies”, and right after, she seemed to have gone through a couple of gangbang clips with surprisingly rough and domineering acts. Learning that she was a dirty whore underneath all that neediness made me want her even more. So I set to work on creating a trap that she couldn’t resist. I created a website that matched people with others who have nasty fantasies, then I hacked into her phone and tweaked her algorithm so that the website would pop up on her search engine in the

Another, more direct one, proclaimed: **“Natalia Huntington’s Secret: How to Have Several Men at Your Feet.” According to the article, she was the very image of a modern, powerful woman who had managed to have several men at her feet: Simon Cáceres, her still-fiancé Daniel Alves, and now Keiden Donovan. “A reverse harem?” Natalia murmured, incredulous and somewhat angry. “This is absurd…” “Stop reading that, Natalia. It’s trash,” Keiden tried to take the phone from her, but she turned slightly to avoid him, engrossed in the next article.

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