Dark Fantasy Reverse Harem Books Novels & Stories

I took a seat on the sofa and began to read, quickly snapping the book shut when I read the explicit words on the pages and felt the heat crawl up my face. It most certainly was not. In fact, I had never read such a lustful story in my life. Inside were short anthologies of various sexual stories detailing sexual encounters between the three species. It was far more explicit than anything Mathilda had ever read—or anything the aunts had tried to reach us at the slave shop. I rose and wedged it back into the shelf with burning cheeks. For the rest of the day, I lingered in the sitting room, exploring the various text on Lucas’s book shelf. After some time, I’d located two maps and a pedigree

Damon followed moments later, pulling out of my mouth and painting my face and breasts with thick ropes of his seed. Exhausted, trembling, and covered in their cum, my body finally gave out. The world blurred as I passed out from overwhelming pleasure and exhaustion, Julian still quietly reading his book on the couch.

North lost track as Mariwyn wish-listed her harem, all composed of men North had never met and didn’t know how to visualize. Instead, she stroked the fabric and listened to Mariwyn, who was lost in her fantasy. For North, she had already found her harem, and she had no interest in expanding it, but she enjoyed seeing Mariwyn’s clear delight at the idea of bringing together all the men who interested her. She wasn’t certain if Orin’s sister would actually go through with it, or if it was simply all talk, but she was happy to introduce her to the notion—and even happier to accept the fabrics Mariwyn gifted her more than an hour later, including the pink material.

“No, Tatum, not at all. It’s just...we told him that was a dumb thing to ask. You’re already under so much stress and we know you’d never say no to Nat. Plus, just months before, he’d asked one of us to take care of those needs for you.” My eyes bulged at what I heard. “Excuse me? what?” Remy sighed. “He wanted us to handle the sex stuff for him. Because he couldn’t anymore and you seemed so sad and lonely. We were like, ‘Hell no. We are not doing this.’ But he said he would rather the next man you sleep with be familiar and not a stranger. But we said nah, so I guess he concocted this Coverts plan.”

Hello, and welcome to The Forbidden Princess and Her Mafia Men. Deep within this book we will see elements such as BDSM, Kinks (any and all kinds), Kidnapping, Torture, Sex and all things that might be considered violent. This book is also meant to be dark as well as a reverse harem. So please note this book will contain triggers from start to finish so please consider that when venturing into this book as you have been warned. Now without further ado please enjoy the story.

Pausing in the doorway, she smirked up at me and nodded at her new shiny toys. "Reject her. Or I reject you. Right now." Something snapped inside me, something I couldn't explain, and I shook my head with anger welling in my chest. "I will not share you like you shared me." She added purposely, "No need." I seethed, my eyes shifting from her to the two men I loved more than I ever thought possible. "I, Charlotte Jane Attwood of the Crimson Moon Pack, reject you, Knox and Kane Maddox, as my mates and sever my bond to you both and your pack!" I recited, my eyes dancing with my unspoken pain seeing my mates entwined together with a female!

A smile found my lips in the dark behind my closed eyes. Subtle. Secretive. Belonging to no one but me. I was no longer just Georgia Mason, the flawless acquisition, the diamond princess preserved and displayed and maintained to someone else's precise specifications. I had become something else tonight under a bookstore awning in the rain. Something dangerous. Something that had remembered, in the press of warm hands and a mouth that meant what it did, that it was free. She left the water on the marble. The small rebellions are where it starts. -- J

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“I’m sorry Prez. I can’t help it. The last time my date drank Rohan’s wine, she begged me to replicate Grey’s red room scene.” I saw his brows furrow then. Really, he always takes my jokes seriously. “That’s why I suggest we leave her now.” He strolled out of the room in long strides. I had to keep up with his pace so that he wouldn’t think that I meant to stay with her. When we were already in the hallway, I couldn’t keep myself from asking, “You must have had quite an awful ride going back here huh?” With Daniella’s sex hormones acting up, it was only natural that Erik heard the mating call. Although he hasn’t had any experiences with women, he is no monk and I’m pretty sure he was burning