Dark Reverse Harem Novels & Stories

I mean seriously, I get public sex is risky and thrilling, not that I would know, but in the library? Despite how disgusted I tell myself to be, I can't tear my eyes away. His pale arms flex, veins shifting under his skin as his hand disappears under her skirt. His long sleeves are rolled up, displaying the few tattoos scattered up his forearm and bicep. His hair is messed up, and I wish he would turn around so I can see the look on his face. Is he high? Will his ice blue eyes be red and pupils dilated? Does he like it? “Oh my god, you’re a fucking pervert too.”

I raised my hand and it did the same thing the others had been doing, it opened itself. The only difference was that, the other were had been full of emptiness. The one was not. And Maya made an appearance at the sight. You made a death wish, you're now face to face with the demon of death herself. Good luck. And with that she shut the door herself. ¶•¶•¶•¶•¶ There she was, sitting on a swivel, with her back facing me. She had a red hair and a pale skin, and from the way she sat cross legged I could tell that she was shaped and sexy.

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.

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

“You know my new weapon?” “Oh, I know him all too well,” Direken replies, a dangerous smirk twisting his mouth. “He once belonged to my kingdom, but he defected to that hedonistic kingdom of Altinna. He’s part of the princess’s disgusting harem.” I should have seen this coming, should have realized that Direken would have shown up here. I curse the holes in my Sight, my arrogance in thinking Direken would go back to Ambrosia. I should have anticipated his alliance with the Oceanans.

He moved his other hand under my ass and tilted my hips up. It was the hottest fucking thing I had ever seen. Devrim was rubbing the head of Obsidian’s cock along my pussy lips. He did it a few times before he guided his cock down to my entrance. “This is Vanya,” Devrim growled. “It’s our mate that’s touching you. It’s our mate that’s going to fuck you now.” “No!” Devrim and I both froze at Obsidian’s sudden exclamation. With a low growl, Obsidian ran both his hands through his hair. The action seemed to snap Devrim out of his frozen state because he wrapped his arms around my waist, and scooted backward.

“I saw the way you recognized the vampire who attacked us.” “That man is a vampire banished from the clans,” Aris said seriously. “He rules the darkness in heinous ways and belongs to the Anarkhia Order.” “There is something else,” I said, seeing the guilt in Aris' eyes as he looked at Nadine. “That man is my twin sister's mate,” Aris said. “She's an anarchist.”

SCARLETT The walls were covered in blood, completely doused in it. I knew it was werewolf blood from the distinct stench, and that’s when I realized that none of the security men were in sight since we’d stepped out of the burning mansion. That sick asshole called Lucas Shahato must’ve ordered his men to kill them all and use their blood to paint the wall. Anger bubbled in the depths of my soul and I practically jumped over Blake and leapt out of the car. All three men stepped out right after me, rushing to grab me like they were hiding something from me, veiling a secret that they didn’t want me to uncover.

Gerald pinned me to the couch and had his way with me over and over again. … I mopped the floor, my waist still sore from yesterday's activities. Then, Rachel tottered to me in her heels with another young woman who was dressed expensively. They shoved me into the bathroom and refused to let me leave. I stared at the other woman for a while before laughing softly. Rachel scowled and snapped, "What are you laughing at?" I was laughing at how these rich kids conspired to commit crimes. The arrogant woman with Rachel was Isla Sadler—she was one of the people who'd caused Lila's death.

I heard him laugh inside my ear and spoke. "Haha, you liked that, huh? I knew you were a dirty girl?" I know how you could make it up to me?" He said. Damn him, I know I shouldn't be turned on, but I am. Oh, God, I have been touched and turned on two times today by two sexiest guys in my school, but they still hate me! God, I need to stop reading them erotic and dark romances about being assaulted by your bullies. What is wrong with me, letting them touch me and making me feel these dark sexual desires and fantasies for them?