Hentai Novel Game Novels & Stories

Its title is Persephone’s Pomegranate, a novel it based the game on. I rarely read romance novels. When I looked at the synopsis, the plot seemed promising.

he said. We lay there in bed, my good cheek resting on his shoulder while we examined her list. Wartenberg wheels, erotic electrostimulation, plastic wrap, animal roleplay, breast torture, edgeplay, human furniture, Japanese bondage, predicament bondage, sexual roleplay, suspension, wax play, wooden horse, figging, Sybian, humiliation and exposure, sexual denial. Those were the things she indicated she wanted to try. The things she'd marked as a gray area which she was unsure about trying were enemas, analingus, fisting, anal sex, auctioning or selling and something called nyotaimori.

he replied, "a harem of men, called a reverse harem in the books she used to read." "Julia, you're far stranger than I ever gave you credit for." "I'll attempt to explain that to you while Master is getting ready for supper with your parents." "A hint meant for me, no doubt," Master said. Master left to shower. I wondered if he'd return naked or be uncomfortable in front of his sister. She looked at me expectantly. "It's true. Quite a few of the books I used to read were reverse harem novels. One woman having to serve two or more men. They weren't the only type I read, but maybe fifty percent."

Jacob turned and vanished back into the crowd as swiftly as he'd approached. Anika sipped her wine and pretended to be unconcerned as she felt Casper approach in. It was impossible to overlook him. When he was near, her body seemed to heat up. And his scent. Despite the noise and bustle of the busy room and the blend of so many feminine scents, she could detect his distinct scent. Rough. Masculine and tantalizingly seductive. It made no sense to her, but she was sensitive to it. "Anika," he whispered.

I couldn’t make out the building’s details or the faces of the people around me, just vague human shapes. Somewhere nearby, a timid girl started crying. “W-Where are we? I want to go home.” A guy with yellow-dyed hair shouted impatiently, “What the hell is this? Let me out!” Then a man and a woman stepped forward, looking calmer than the rest. They introduced themselves as veteran players—Elaine and Jethro—and kindly explained what was going on. We were inside an infinite horror game. Everyone here was already dead. If we could survive every scenario and collect the legendary 9,999 points, we’d be revived.

I pulled it out, hoping it wasn’t Jonathan checking on me, because I couldn’t talk to him right now. It was a text from an unknown number. Enjoying your morning? This is just the beginning. …D My hands started shaking again. I threw the phone across the room, not caring where it landed. Then I curled up on my bed, still clutching the pillow, and tried to figure out what the hell I was going to do. Because one thing was clear…Daniel was playing a game. And he was enjoying being a psychopath if bastard. I must have fallen asleep at some point because I woke up hours later to my phone ringing.

“Did I enter the wrong room? Is this even a horror game? I thought I clicked an otome game!” Everyone was stunned, and just like that, under the players’ watchful eyes, he carried me upstairs.

I was poisoned with wolfsbane by my destined mate's side chick. Woke up in a whole new world. Before I could figure out what was going on, a creepy voice dropped into my head: [Welcome to the Dark Citadel.] [Survive seven days in the castle to clear the game.] [Initial players: 30. Current players: 30.] [Have a great game.] The voice vanished. We were all just standing there, thirty strangers in some dramatic-looking grand hall.

[Welcome to the SSS-level dungeon: “Wish.”] [Please choose your cause of death.] The moment I landed in the horror game and reunited with my teammates, a strange man appeared in front of us. Thick black mist coiled around his head, hiding his face. His whole presence felt… wrong. “Shit!” the guy with dyed yellow hair cursed. “What kind of sick prank is this? You think a few cheap effects will scare me? Nice try!”

—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.)