Harem No Jutsu Novels & Stories

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

Lucas teased, grinning at Raphael. "This is Scuttlebutt, my loyal familiar," I said, beaming with pride as I scratched behind Scuttle's ears. "And that's Jinks, Lucas's faithful familiar." Raphael's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Familiars, you say? I'm not familiar with the concept." I chuckled at the pun, launching into an explanation. "Familiars are supernatural beings with the ability to shapeshift. They're powerful, and magical, and serve as our protectors and guides. They amplify our abilities and assist us in mastering our craft." Raphael's eyes widened, intrigued. "Fascinating! I think I might need a familiar of my own. Where do I sign up?"

The room was thick with the intoxicating scent of Haru’s heat, a heady mix of pheromones that sent Jiro’s instincts into overdrive. Haru trembled beneath him, his slender frame wracked with unrelenting need, and Jiro’s control frayed at the edges as he fought to maintain even a semblance of composure. But it was no use—the primal urge to mark, to claim, to possess his omega completely overwhelmed him.

So ugly! Kana won't sit still if there's a harem in the Empire, he cannot stay still specially when he experience how gentle and loving the Prince was. He cannot afford to know that he will do the same to other women. Consort Park is enough to make his blood boil, an entire Harem will make Kana old in no time!

"Damn. If these are the comp tickets the team gets, I'm gonna need you to introduce me to some of Daniel's friends." "Daniel?" the girl in front of us turns around and asks. "Daniel Zavaro?" She'd be pretty if she wasn't giving us such a sneer. Long, glossy dark hair, big blue eyes ringed with black, pouty pink lips, and a killer rack. She looks like a super model. A bitchy one, but a supermodel nonetheless. "Yeah," Geni says with a smile. She either doesn't notice the death glares from this chick, or she's trying to kill her with kindness. My money is on the latter. "He's dating my friend Quincy here."

Is it possible for her to pull power from a mate she hasn’t met yet? I guess at this point anything is possible, but even in this situation that seems a bit far fetched. But alas, here we are, Jamari used that dark power and took control of Osiris’s army. All around us Osiris’s army stays rooted in their spots, kneeling on the floor in our direction. Despite the fact that Jamari is now passed out in Kenji’s arms, the Lycan having changed back to his human form to keep her more comfortable, none of the warriors have lifted a weapon at us.

The interior reflects the wealth in a minimalist way, which is actually pleasant to look at. “Alpha Fenriz, it is a pleasure to meet you,” Takahashi Itsamu, Homura’s husband, comes out to greet us when we sit down to have tea. Slipping his arm around his wife, he gives me a look that says he’s not scared of me. Cute.

He chattered on restlessly “okay calm down honey, we’ll head to the temple after breakfast, so go take a wash and I’ll be done in a few moments.” Genevieve said as she straightened his hair, she then stared at his eyes, instead of it being green like hers or that of any other Hunter they were blue but the shade was so faint it almost looked like white, it looked extremely beautiful and captivating but it was for this very reason several people wanted him dead, he was different from everyone else and they were scared of it.

It was as if they all had moved to a dark room and her eyes which stared into your soul was the only light so all you could do is stare back. Ayame exhales. “Aka Manto… Amanojaku… Gashadokuro… Jorogumo… Jubokko, Kappa, Kuchisake Onna, Kyokotsu, Nure Onna, Yuki Onna, Obariyon, Onihitokuchi, Shuten Doji, Tamamo-no-Mae, Yamauba, Sutoku Tenno… If its none of then then nod to this… Obake, Tengu, Tsukumogami, Kinataro, Rokurokubi, Yurei. None of these either huh… Then was it a Zashiki- warashi? Or a Tanuki. Don’t tell me perhaps a Ningyo or Amabie or an Iiju or a Kirin…. I’m getting exhausted now. I can’t find an answer…” says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get

“Well, I already saw it. More than I wanted to admit. Now answer me directly. Who is he freaking?” He curses, the first for a long while that he did so. All due to his Yin that Marie fails to absorb after everything of that certain commotion in between happens. “Tsk!” Haruna smirked, then she showed Nate her arms that weren’t affected by the black flames that Haru binds her for a while. All unlike what Nate currently has and stings his body. “I may not be dwelling to my original vessel. By the mana recognizes me as its master and owner.”