Harem Hero Novels & Stories

Even if it was a pleasurable occurrence for Cassandra of the past, they've come to realise how wrong it was in a third person's perspective. Falling in love with five people at the same time was tedious. All five falling in love with one girl was like a fairytale. To prevent from heartaches and heart breaks, this reverse harem was hence deemed Forbidden. The Forbidden Reverse Harem shall not continue.

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?”

"And I'm going to enjoy breaking you." The next day, I summoned another new addition to my harem – Helena, a noble Greek woman from Athens. She was brought before me, her head bowed in submission. "Look at me," I commanded. She raised her head, and I saw that she was beautiful, with long, dark hair and bright blue eyes. But there was a fire in those eyes, a defiance that I found incredibly arousing. "Tell me, Helena," I said, circling her like a predator. "What do you think of your new life as a member of my harem?"

“A what?” Keilor shook his head slowly. “She could be nothing else. I’m certain of it.” Jayems swore and got to his feet, pacing with barely controlled frustration. Charmers possessed a special pheromone, a mutation on the human norm. It had little effect on human men but caused the Haunt males, with their more sensitive noses, to become their mindless slaves.

Harem felt uneasy, and he decided to fight directly in the end. Even though Conal had knocked down many of his men, he was not exhausted. After fighting, Conal defeated Harem in front of everyone present, scaring them. Harem was now seriously injured; Conal was crushing him in front of his chest. All of his men stopped when they saw Harem being threatened. Conal pointed a gun and fired a bullet into Harem's thigh as a warning. "Do you think that I am no longer an immortal werewolf, so my strength can't be equal to yours? Then he was wrong. Immortality is only part of it."

I said sternly. “Your mates are a stone in the shoe; they won't leave here until it's pertinent,” Hakan said and looked at me seriously. “You know the regent's house?” “Yes, I have been, and I know not only the workings but the whole primitive security system,” I told him confidently because it was true. “But to help you and betray everything, you have to give us comforts.” Aria and he looked into each other's eyes. “I'm not stupid; I know very well that you will be looking for moments of opportunity,” Hakan said.

At the Wolfen Academy’s annual ball, I stumbled upon a group of high-ranking Alphas cornering an Omega girl. They were trying to film her, to humiliate her. I stepped in. I saved her. A week later, she turned on me. She told everyone I was the one who bullied her. That I was the one blackmailing her with a video. I was taken away by the Alliance Enforcers. I lost my spot in the elite Gamma Team. The story blew up on the pack network. They even dragged my father’s name through the mud—a hero who died fighting vampires, now called a fraud. Our family lives and dies by its honor. Under the weight of it all, my mother wrote a letter. Then she killed herself on my father’s grave to prove my innoc

she said huskier than she meant, but his hand was on her face, caressing the flesh, and she wanted to tremble. Don’t. She couldn’t show that weakness. His hands were hard, but his touch felt whisper-soft. “Hailey, Aria Rambeaux.” She said, reinforcing her tone. There was pride in the words because she was named after the first pureblood vampire ever to be born, Aria La Fey. The first, but not the last.

He said, as he wrapped his arm around my neck and tousled my hair, “So, you have your great-grandmother’s gene, the Shrine Maiden gene. That’s awesome. That just means we will have to work harder to protect you from creepy old men who want to fuck you.” That guy! Being extremely blunt as per usual. Like I’d want to be fucked by some creepy old man. If I wanted some under-the-sheet action, it would be with Aiden, and with me taking the lead. Mason, who was half asleep throughout the whole narration, chuckled. “You have my sympathy, Haru.” He rested his chin on his hand as he leaned on the tabletop, his eyes on me. “You need to become a man as soon as possible. It will solve that problem.”

Better to give them space to breathe, let them think they’ve got control. I told her she didn’t have to be scared with me. She probably doesn’t believe me. Hell, maybe she shouldn’t. I’m not the hero type. Never was, never will be. I’ve done things that’d make her run if she knew. Things that stain a man’s hands no matter how many times he washes them. But looking at her—eyes darting, shoulders drawn in tight like she expected the world to hit her again—I felt something I don’t let myself feel anymore.