Dead Mans Harem Novels & Stories

"This big sleeping mattress inside the don't private chamber is where you belong now," Jack Horner says, pulling the dark blankets back fast and taking the young man's hand to pull him onto the soft material. Goldie Lockhart lies down flat on his back, looking up into the capo's handsome face while the older man lets out a huge grin. "I can get used to this visual in my territory," Jack Horner says, his heavy hand stroking his own thick hard front shaft. "Having a Lockhart bloodline right here on my sheets."

I have been talking with one of my friends back in the city, and he started telling me about his neighbor who had gone missing a few months back, They finally found her, she was in pretty bad shape, she told the authorities she had been abducted by someone working for Demenion. Asher hesitated. "That's what I wanted to talk to you about..." His voice trailed off, uncertainty etched on his face. Kie's instincts kicked in, sensing something was amiss. "Go on," he encouraged, his tone gentle but probing. "It seems that Jamal, has a son," he paused for that to sink in, Jamal was Kie's arch-nemesis. The look on Kie's face became twisted with a hint of bitter hatred. But at this point in his life,

𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤�

My bad. “Have you met Karyna Vegas before?” Leah asked with an underlying edge of suspicion in her voice. “No. But I've heard Henri talk about her.” I answered and I noticed Thomas Vegas’s jaw tightened. “A few weeks ago, Henri Hartford married my daughter while holding her groom captive. His outlandish actions that day cost me a lot. I lost my reputation and my daughter. I heard he's holding her captive in an estate in Chappaqua. All I want from you is to bring her back to me.”

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

Liza, my first roommate who had been jailed for killing a councilman had been released long before the war started, and after months of therapy funded by Damon, had given herself into helping convicts who had been convicted wrongly. The harem had been the first creation of Rogu’s to be destroyed completely by Damon. As suspected, he had planned to sacrifice some of the convicted girls to make his hypnosis spells work. The harem had also been a hideout for several other messed up plans he had prepared for the future. Some of Damon’s men had protested, but this time, Damon stood his ground and dismissed any councilman who still stood for evil just as long as it afforded him a few minutes of pl

She grabs the giant by his collar, pulling him down for another loud, messy kiss right in front of us, before dragging him down the hall toward another room. Once they are out of earshot, Arlo exhales shakily. "That was...intense. I think that guy is the Thor Awakener. The God of Thunder." I watch their retreating backs, a sudden memory unlocking in my brain. Right. The Plot. This world is rigged for a 'Gary Stu' protagonist. The script is painfully simple: every strong man here will eventually die as a stepping stone, and every pretty woman—including our taken Succubus—will be magically brainwashed into his harem.

"I would presume it would be more like a friends-with-benefits situation." "But?" I pressed, knowing there was more. "You mentioned something about my healing nature last night, didn't you?" "I did," he admitted. "This needs a little more context to make sense." He took a drink of his water before continuing. "I'm sure you understand that those that serve together in the service tend to form a brotherhood. A deeper bond than most individuals would." I nodded in agreement and understanding. "In our fire-team, there were only four of us: Riley, Tristan, Ash and I. We spoke a lot about our pasts, our traumas, our struggles and fears. We also spoke about our dreams and our futures. As well as th

Her own new futa cock — even larger and more demonic than the others — stood throbbing hard against her stomach, untouched but already leaking. Lilithara looked down at her fully corrupted harem with pure, satisfied hunger. “You are all mine now,” she declared, voice echoing with finality. “Futa demons. Eternal sluts. Ready to breed and be bred for eternity.” The five new futa demons moaned in unison, crawling toward their mistress, cocks hard, pussies dripping, ready for endless nights of depraved ritual orgies. The summoning was complete. The corruption was perfect. And the chapel would never be quiet again.

The way he said it, like he had never heard such a word in his life, was too funny. “A reverse harem,” I repeated. “Okay, what does that mean? Is that like… when the girl has more than one boyfriend?” “Yes,” I said proudly. “It’s when the girl gets to have multiple guys. All for her.” He looked at me like I had just told him the sky was green. “Why would anyone want that?” I shrugged. “It’s fiction. But it’s fun.” He narrowed his eyes. “Is that the kind of stuff you read?”