Novel & Cerita Harem Keeper

More jewels and gowns than I could count. Every night he needed me, I’d put on whatever lacy thing he picked out. We’d have sex. Five years. 999 times. There were moments—his sweat dripping on my forehead, his soft breaths inside me, the way he’d look at me—when I let myself dream he loved me. Then the video dropped. Him. On the street. Kissing another woman. I knew the truth. He was my keeper, not my lover. Everyone laughed. They couldn't wait to see me lose my mind, begging him to keep me.

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The great hall seemed to breathe in. “It’s been dormant since the Burning Age,” murmured Elder Yara, her lined face drawn tight. “It should not be waking.” Marrow rose slowly from her high-backed chair, beads still in her hand. “The Deep Rooted Fire has no reason to stir… unless something has bound it.” The word bound made the circle of elders lean in, their shadows flickering on the walls. “Who?” Thane asked, already knowing the answer would not come easily. “That is the wrong question,” Marrow said, her voice like rusted hinges. “Not who. How.”

While saying it aloud, I repeatedly pull and knocked her womb's entrance many times. "Haaaan, that's...No good…..Allan-samaaaaaa...!" "Don't you want to be embraced only by me?" "Ah...uu..." "Answer …!" "Isn't it obvious already? I do not want to be embraced by men other than Allan-sama...I want to be only yours forever!" "A nice answer. Then, a reward for your efforts. " I grabbed her ass, and with a slam, I deeply pierced her.. "–ooooooooOooh!?"

she says. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind before accidentally pissing him." I comment, making them both laugh. "As for Lucien, as you know is your guardian. He is a descendant of Goddess Soteria. Goddess of safety, deliverance and preservation of harm. Most of her descendants are guardians, who are tasked to protect and look out for certain special individuals, preventing any harm from coming to them." she tells me, making me let out a small, annoyed sigh. Just another thing pointing to all this really being my destiny...

The Pack's Triquetra is Book 2 of the Series, which begins with The Pack's Secret Keeper. **Trigger warnings for this book: this is a dark romance werewolf story containing gaslighting, dub-con, assault, rape, violence, bondage, in a Reverse Harem scenario, involving bxg and bxb group sex scenes. ** Havermouth, Eight Years Before Heath’s mother was crying.

a voice asked, pulling me from my thoughts. I turned to see a man in his late thirties, clad in a maroon jacket, staring at me quizzically. He was a werewolf, and his face twisted with disgust when our eyes met. I smiled, hoping he was aware of who I was, and summoned the courage to walk up to him and offered my hand. His gaze moved from my face to my outstretched hand. "Who the hell are you?" I struggled to maintain the pleasant smile on my lips. "I am Karla Cruz. My fiancé, Alpha Killian, asked me to wait here for—"

I enjoy fucking hookers and bitches, but I dread having a mate. One word in particular made me angry. “Mate,” I have no desire to share my kingdom with any weak Lycan or wolf. I don’t need to find a mate or a queen since I’m content sleeping with prostitutes and bitches. My harem is already full of many types of attractive Lycan and wolf whores. I’m not going to change my ways. I intend to keep my harem and enjoy their company. I have no plans to settle down with a mate.

This was an important question for him to answer. Thaddeus and Theodore had already worked on this, and now, could Cretheus be able to compromise? "I am not going to listen to my wolf even if she wants you, too," I added earnestly. "Tell me if you cannot even feel jealous when I am with your nephews. If you can, then, you are welcome to my harem." I secretly pinched myself for having to say that word. Harem... I wanted to laugh. I had never seen myself being surrounded by men. All I thought before was to avenge myself against my clan and have a loving mate, one mate, to be exact.

The woman turned as they got closer, her eyes a sharp silver. "Welcome." With a voice like a chord, she said, "your journey was a difficult one, but you have gone a long way. But there is more to uncover.” Lena hesitated, her curiosity outweighing her caution. “Who are you?” The woman smiled faintly. “I am known as the Keeper of Harmony. My purpose is to guide those who reach this realm toward the truths they seek.” Alric stepped forward, his scholarly curiosity piqued. “Why have we been brought here? What truths are you speaking of?”