Hiccup Harem Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I tug my breeches up loosely, not bothering to lace them, and let my head fall back, staring at the flickering shadows from the dying fire. My mind drifts to how far I’ve come, or fallen, into this isekai mess. “Okay, brain, recap time,” I murmur to myself, voice barely above a whisper. It’s a habit from my old life, talking through fan theories alone in my apartment. “In Thorns of Desire, Cillian’s supposed to be this untouchable scholar, topping everyone in his path, building his harem without a hitch. But me? I bottomed for Ardyn on day one, topped them both awkwardly, and now we’re in a threesome competition? Plot’s derailed big time.” I chuckle softly, running a hand through Cillian’s b

I happened to use a computer in the library right after Hazel, and when I saw the dirty things she had left on the g****e search history, I knew the perfect way to bait her ass. She was reading an article about “BDSM fantasies”, and right after, she seemed to have gone through a couple of gangbang clips with surprisingly rough and domineering acts. Learning that she was a dirty whore underneath all that neediness made me want her even more. So I set to work on creating a trap that she couldn’t resist. I created a website that matched people with others who have nasty fantasies, then I hacked into her phone and tweaked her algorithm so that the website would pop up on her search engine in the

"Cupid's Love Connection" In the user list was filled with many names. Some had blue icons signifying they were a man, while some pink icons signifying they were a woman. Messages were scrolling down the screen. Men were hitting on women. Women were flirting with men. But there were a couple of names simply lurking in the room. One of them being the owner of the room, who went by the name "ArrowOfLove". The chat went as one would expect. All kinds of talk, some devolving into lewd conversations. When that would happen ArrowOfLove would put into the chat "Take it to a room folks! That is not what this room is for!"

His voice calls from the balcony in what seems like worry. "What is it? "He questions as he rushes into the room. "You won't believe it! "I exclaim and he stares at me in confusion. I narrate everything to him, and his jaw drops. "This is amazing! "I exclaim as I wrap my arms around him in excitement. I listen to his breathing normalize before I realize I am hugging him hard enough to crush his bones. I quickly apologize and let him go. "S... Sorry. " "Nah, it's okay. I could get used to it. "He replies and I feel my cheeks burn.

"Okay, that's a lie. I read it hoping to find a good story." His mouth moves to my ear, and his voice goes lower. "It says it's an erotic romance..." he shifts me in his lap, letting me feel his massive rod between my legs. "Romantic enough for you?" I growl in frustration. My pussy, the little whore, is tingling, and it's all Thail's fault! "There is no time for pleasure now!" I get up from his lap and try not to be overwhelmed by how weird it is to see Thail, a supernatural creature, inside my room. "What is the time? How long was I gone?!"

"He's adding her to the harem." Anger built up inside me like lava. This was a harem. These women were Damian's women. And they thought I was here to join them. No.No My hands started shaking. My vision blurred with tears. So he was enjoying his life and fucking women while I was waiting for my mate and hadn't even kissed a man. What could I expect from him? "If he even lets her leave," another added. "You know how possessive he gets with his favorite things." Things?

Harper I wake up tangled in sheets that smell like Elias’s stupid cologne. My thighs feel sticky. My whole body hurts. It feels like I ran a very long race while someone kept punching me hard in the stomach over and over. This is day one of the three-day sex marathon I was foolish enough to agree to. I stare up at the ceiling. My heart does a strange jumpy flip inside my chest. Yes, the whole idea was really stupid. Extremely stupid. But if Elias thinks he is the only one who can play dirty games, then he is very wrong. He will get me pregnant. Of course he will. The man releases so much every time, and I have stopped even trying to fight it. But the baby? That baby will not live. Not if I c

A sense of unease crept through me, and I heard the repulsive voice of an unfamiliar man asking me, "Did you enjoy yourself?" At that very moment, I felt as if my blood had gone cold. It was as if I had plunged into an icy abyss. A man I didn't know was lying in bed beside me. It wasn't my husband. I'd been raped. Yet, no matter how hard I tried to explain that I had no idea who the man was and that he had forced himself onto me, no one believed me. A multitude of evidence appeared out of nowhere to make it seem like I had been cheating on Andrew with this man for a while now.

Liam’s ultimatum shattered something inside me. One month to choose between the Harem and our relationship. For three days I tried to be good. I stayed home. I let him reclaim me gently every night. I told the Harem I needed space. But the craving grew like a living beast under my skin. Every night I dreamed of being surrounded by cocks. Every morning I woke up soaking wet and aching. My mind kept replaying the feeling of thirty men using me in the storm.

Harper stands there in nothing but a short silk robe that hangs open, revealing her perky breasts and shaved pussy. She looks thoroughly fucked and satisfied from her night with Dennis. "Well, well. The new lovebirds are awake," she says with a wicked, knowing smile. "Did my pathetic little cuck fill Julia's greedy womb like I ordered?" "Yes, Madam," I answer, my face burning. Julia squeezes my cock tighter, pumping it slowly. "He did. Shot so much thick cum deep inside me I can still feel it leaking out. You were right about him, Harper. He has a decent dick for a worthless cuck."