Dead Mans Harem Novels & Stories

“I'm ready.” “We worked and served the Romas for years now. They are a very powerful and influential business tycoon in the North America. I was there when Darrem was born. He is the youngest child of Roy and Chasey Roma. That kid was naughty, clever and very mischievous, but he was a good person so don't be afraid of him. He only hire people that he could trust so meaning he trust you. He was not here, because he has some business to do. He'll be back in Thursday or Friday. It depends on his schedule. You can work freely when he was not around but if he is here, you have to serve him the best you can.” Serene is thoroughly listening. She believes missing out a single information could be th

"It's like us but we're not. You mean it literally. That's the safest thing that we can get. We can't have a relationship like the others. You have an image to protect. You already broke the law for your harem—" "I can always put my harem back, Alessia, but there will be no other woman in my harem but you. You alone, you'll be woman and my concubine—" "Harem? How can it be a harem if there's only one woman there?" I raised my eyebrows at what he said. Harem with only one woman? I think that's wrong. I saw that Elijah grinned mischievously. "Why? You are more than hundreds of women. I was never satisfied before—because they are not you—"

Thus was the land of Chemora, a place where no human could land. Just as the Southern Star rose in the sky, the cries of a newborn filled the ill-lit, dingy space. The woman was huffing and crying as the placental sac still hung out of her bloody and swollen vagina. Her sobbing flickered between a smile and a sigh. She finally reached out to lift the little girl, who was sucking away at her hand. Beside them was kneeling a very handsome man. He watched the baby girl with tears in his purple eyes. The woman handed the baby over to him with trembling hands. "You promised to save her, Kilian..." She pressed the man's hand with her frail fingers.

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.

I handed him the book. "A reverse harem romance," he read aloud. "What's a reverse harem?" He asked. "A reverse harem is one where there are many men satisfying one woman, instead of many women for one man; a harem in reverse," I informed him. He continued reading the publicity blurb on the back of the book. "'I was a virgin when the earth was captured in an interstellar war. I was stripped, enslaved and auctioned off to ten alien warriors who helped subdue our world. I was claimed and ravished in the most reprehensible ways imaginable. They set about mastering my maiden body and instructing me what it means to belong to them absolutely. They bought me to use me, but in my heart I know they

I can hear the laughs of Darcy as I was raped by the whole pack. They kept releasing themselves inside my vagina one after the another. I was forced to gulp whatever they released in my mouth. Tears flowed from my eyes non stop. Blood oozed from my all of the body parts. What I saw before blacking out was Xavier hovering over me with an evil smirk and thrusting inside her in front of his Luna.

he said, demanding and angry, and it was sexy to hear him jealous. I wanted to smirk. I wonder if he knew I was earlier with Bryce in my dreams and the janitor's closet. I tried to tell him to fuck off, but I knew I needed to play along because he was one of the sons of the mafia lord, and Bryce was too, and they were both best friends. I must stay close to them, get the information I need, and have my fantasies come true simultaneously. What's wrong with a bit of playtime, huh I thought with a smug smile. I was in my thoughts, and I felt him getting annoyed with me for ignoring him; I yelped when I felt him bite harder on my neck.

Serena cried out, “They’re breaking through!” The Sorority Wing – Connected Building They had no choice but to push forward. The dorms were connected by a skybridge. As they crossed, Damien froze. A group of infected sorority girls — including one he had fed from consensually just two nights ago — charged them. Their once-beautiful faces were twisted, designer clothes ripped and bloody. Damien moved like a ghost. He snapped necks with cold efficiency, but each kill carved another piece out of him. “They were innocent,” he whispered after the last one fell. “This virus doesn’t care about bloodlines or covens or packs. It takes everything.”

She took the paper with trembling hands, her eyes scanning Queenie's name and the time of death written in stark black and white. Her face went deathly pale, and she stumbled back. The death certificate slipped from her hands and fell to the ground. "No… No, it's impossible. Queenie can't be dead. How could she be dead? Xavier, what kind of nanny did you hire to watch her?"

Pamela’s heart pounded violently in her chest as the room fell into an eerie silence. The man standing before her, the embodiment of her darkest fears, smirked as if he had all the time in the world. Rowan’s grip on her wrist tightened, grounding her, reminding her she wasn’t alone anymore. But the fear clawing at her throat told a different story. She had spent years running from this nightmare, only to have it walk straight through the door, uninvited and unwelcome.