Harem In The Labyrinth Of Another World Light Novels & Stories

Rhapsody’s lip curled, and a frightening madness flashed in her eyes as she charged. The symbiont flashed as Jasmine struck back, aiming for the white Haunt’s stomach. A second later her adversary was clutching her abdomen, trying in vain to hold in the spill of intestines. Blood ran down her legs, a spreading crimson stain on the white carpet. The door burst open, and the Haunt barely checked before coming to Rhapsody’s aid. One rough hand closed over Jasmine’s right biceps just as her knees buckled.

In a dark room furnished with splendid tapestries and silk curtains, Persephone lay sobbing by herself. Her mind still relived the terrible journey down into the strange unpleasant world. She remembered flying on the beaten gold chariot across the black rivers and the innumerable moving shades lingered by a massive gate. She saw a gigantic beast with three bobbing heads, barking in a fit of excitement.

She hated that he was both her mate and her mortal enemy. “The ritual starts on the first layer of the labyrinth, and gradually leads you along the path the goddess allows. It is the goddess’ way of matching wolves.” Lucian turned back to survey the area again. “There's no record of anyone making it this deep into the chambers of the goddess. We're seventy-seven layers in, no one's gone past eleven.” “You did.” Lucian turned his gaze back on her. “Only because you’re my mate, and you’re this deep in it.”

They are Vicious. They are Cruel. They are Lethal. Their names are not known, and their origins trace back to the first Lycan that walked the earth. They are three Alphas that rule the most feared kingdom separated from the human realm by a magical portal that opens once every five years. Ariadne had only heard of tales of the Beasts and believed those that cross the realms to be fools. Daring to cross such realms had never truly crossed her mind but as her eighteenth birthday begins to approach, she knows her future is already set in two paths; sold as a slave to another cruel master or work in the brothels as one of the many town whores.

Lucern straightens from his crouch, his guilty eyes meeting mine. “You are the reason that Jamari is trapped in the Fae Realm with Gods knows who.” I continue. “And you are the reason that now when we get her back she will be bringing another mate to join our growing harem.” Fire licks across my skin as the anger buried deep within me grows. “Congratulations on throwing your mate straight into the arms of yet another that you will inevitably have to share her with.”

The village elders sent me here to seal this cursed place, but the moment I crossed the threshold, something changed. The air grows thick, sweet, and heavy with the scent of jasmine and musk. My armor feels suddenly constricting, my body heating beneath the steel plates. A soft, feminine laugh echoes through the chamber, sultry and knowing. “You’re stronger than the others, knight,” the voice purrs from the darkness. “But even the purest flame can be consumed.” She steps into the light a vision of sinful perfection. Lilith. The succubus.

“OPEN IT!” He yelled. A man appeared before me and with him a portal. He was a warlock and he had Harper! She was asleep on an altar and was no longer in her Lycan form, she was wearing a white dress. “Fitting, isn’t it? For a mating ceremony. I am delighted to have all my honorable guests here to attend and witness me marking my chosen mate.” “NO!” I launched forward but the warlock had placed a protective barrier around them. Thane had a wicked grin spread across his lips.

I almost couldn't believe this was the same Lilith I knew. Zorya rolled her eyes, “Sure mum. Hurry up still, we have to be back before mum finds out” she pressed. “Zareal and Zorya” I called out, this was basically me and Lilith, what is this vision trying to show me. I followed them to what seemed like a portal, Zareal stopped halfway as if realizing something, “you never said anything about leaving the Realm” her eyes narrowed on Zorya, She giggled like a mischievous child caught stealing, “come on, don't tell me you're not even the slightest bit curious about the world down there”

It shaped itself into an oval, like a massive mirror one could walk through. “What is that?” I asked, completely captivated by the shifting shape, which seemed to flutter in the gentle summer breeze. “The portal to the Kingdom of Spring.” Of course! Though he didn’t need to say it that way. “Do we have portals to all the kingdoms?” “Not the Kingdom of Darkness.” Which made sense—if Nicolais didn’t trust Altas, why would he have a portal there? And if he had a portal to the Kingdom of Darkness, Altas would certainly have one to the Kingdom of Summer, too.

Governments mobilized. Markets crashed. Faith exploded. And Lily— Daughter of Lucifer. Former Convergence. Anchor without throne— Opened her eyes. They were not gold. Not crimson. But something new. Horizontal light. And she said— “Link them.” The world held its breath. And the lattice began forming.