End World Harem Novelas e Histórias

“We love you.” I closed my eyes, safe and full and completely theirs. The night had been everything I needed and more. A perfect celebration of the four of us together. “And we want more babies from you.” Revenge. Love. All in a month led to this. No one can separate us now since the council had approved the unification system where all the three packs would now be led by my mates and their successors in the coming years. They are really my revenge harem. I love them very much. Bye! AND EVERY GOOD THING COMES TO AN END!!!

"If they want to close the book, they're going to have to burn the whole library to get to us." Elara is rooted, She has become the living soul of the Iron Mountains, a place MegaNoel can’t touch—but the Corporation has initiated the "Final Format" of the entire universe! The countdown has begun. Nine days until the end of everything. Elara is safe inside her mountain, but the rest of humanity is about to be "Deleted." Does she stay safe in her cage, or does she find a way to take her "New World" to the enemy?**

"S-so what? "Some students caught us having sex in the gym, she got fired, and I had to transfer schools because of it. She was so obsessed with me that she blamed me for starting to distance herself from her. I moved to England for college, and something unexpected happened. She married my father, what a jerk!" I could barely react to Leo's story. Erika Gonzales was a prostitute, just like me in the past. But what made her think she was a wealthy socialite enjoying her husband's inheritance, which was said to last for seven generations?

CLARA. "Do you take Alaric Voss as your lawfully wedded husband?” The priest’s voice echoes, distant, unclear. I can’t breathe. Blood—there’s my blood… my flesh—ah—it’s tearing, hot, wet, slipping through my fingers. Wolf… its claws, teeth, ripping me. I’m… my— My fingers twitch, and I’m back, my eyes snapping open. The world snaps into place. There’s soft music playing somewhere around, and flowers—the faint scent of roses and polished wood.

"I use a voice changer in the game." Then I casually mentioned details that only the two of us would know. "During last week's cross-server battle, you took three ultimate spells from the opposing mage just to save me. I still haven't repaired that epic-tier longsword that dropped." Lewis's eyes lit up immediately. His usual cold, aloof expression vanished, replaced by genuine surprise and excitement. "It really is you. You look even better than your photos, easily a hundred times better." The comments erupted in outrage. "Holy crap, Heather really has no shame."

"Trouble? Of course you don't. You're a coward. Why would you hide in a room?" He shook his head. "You don't get it." Slowly, he lowered himself until he was crouching, the movement almost seemed theatrical. "The world is ending, honey. You're supposed to fight for survival. The new world order isn't for the weak." His words gave me a clear answer. He knew somebody was inside, and he wanted the zombies to get in. But I still couldn't read him. He seemed unhinged and completely composed at the same time. I couldn't decide which one was real.

—I knew this was it. Our forever. THE END! Here is the list of my masterpieces; ~ The Mafia’s Plaything: His To Ruin. ~ Once His Nightmare, Now His Employee. ~ Bound By His Rules: MM Steamy Compilation. ~ The Omega’s Revenge Harem: A Dark MMMM Erotica Tale. (Available only on GOODNOVEL.)

The End raised one hand. A portal opened. I saw a world filled with beautiful cities. People were smiling. Children were playing. Nobody was sick. Nobody was hungry. Nobody was dying. It looked perfect. Then I noticed something. Nobody was growing older. Nobody changed. Nobody could leave. Everyone was trapped inside the same day. Forever. My daughter looked horrified. They can't die. No. The End answered. They can't live either. I closed the portal. What do you want us to do? The End looked at my daughter.

Outside, wind moved through the garden. The door did not open. The mountain remained quiet. The Hall stood without a throne. And beneath a sky large enough for dragons, wolves, vampires, humans, witches, hybrids, and people who needed no category at all, the world continued. Not obedient. Not perfect. Not finished. Free enough to choose what came next. And for Emmy— that was enough. THE END

“It will be much like it was at the World’s Fair opening, Evelyn. Simply follow my lead. Can you do that?” Evelyn’s pulse kicked up a notch. Their trip to the World’s Fair had been like visiting an alternate existence. It went beyond simply politely 'familiar'. That had been an imaginary World of Tomorrow where the natural hierarchy and boundaries of wealth and social status had been erased, like the idealized Democracity or the egalitarian Futurama. Where people attracted to one another were free to explore that gift in each other's company without question.