I Made A Slave Harem Using A Charm Cheat In A Different World Illustrations Novels & Stories

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.”

“That is strange as I smelled both silver and wolfsbane where she… Wait… My Annalise a slave… What? When? How?…” I can’t let on that I was the one to put it there as that is just not done, she was already marked as my mate so she technicality didn’t need the slave mark but I knew as soon as I marked and claimed Charmine and Candace she would want to leave. The only way to make her stay was to make her not only my mate but my slave. “She said something about it being a punishment… Something to stop her from leaving someone… That wouldn’t be you, would it?”

After that, he pulled out a charm to catch some of Ogden’s blood. “That is… the Execution Charm!?” Ogden’s face turned pale with fear. “It seems like you know what it is. You must listen to my orders and work for me from now onward, understand?” A bitter expression appeared on Ogden’s face as he said, “Yes, my master!” The Execution Charm was a charm that could kill someone from a distance. However, it needed the target's blood for it to take effect. This was one of the charms that Kayson had obtained from Poison Pop. However, since it was a low-level charm, it was good enough to kill a grandmaster, but it was useless against a pre-celestial immortal who had reached the mind expansion stage.

*** “Here.” Fallon handed Mathin a small packet. Inside were several sets of nose filters; the best defense a male Haunt had against a charmer, short of walking around changed. Only in his other form could a Haunt be unmoved by the pheromone, for a changed Haunt had no sex drive. “I went back to get some today. Jayems and Keilor were most amused to hear of my dilemma.” They’d had an interesting time dealing with Jasmine when she was still an unmated charmer. Fortunately, she’d married Keilor soon after she’d stumbled onto the Dark Lands, putting them out of misery. While still alluring, she was nowhere near the menace she’d been.

“Witless girl, the Glories of our world revel in dark amusements: pleasure and pain.” Cold flooded me. “I’m not like that.” “They desire to be the one collaring their lovers, when holding the leash and making those who have no choice but to follow them, crawl at their heels.” I reddened. Okay, put like that, I looked like a penis. After all, my Charms were lying next to me on the grbutt in their collars, and I didn’t want to analyze the happy little daydream that Mischief’s words had conjured that involved them naked and crawling…

I couldn't believe it was happening to me and I was now the slave. He cleared his throat. "As you all know, this is Hailey Marquis, my human mate and slave." King Damian smiled and licked his lips. "Wow, isn't she too beautiful? It's a pity I would love to eat her flesh and feed her blood to the vampires because of the hatred I have for her." What hatred? What did I do to his people? Why did they hate me? "You should give her to us." The second king who had the name King Travis said with an evil smirk on his face.

When I ran into her again, she looked nothing like the glamorous woman she used to be. Her hands were calloused. Her voice was as defeated as it gets. "Grant... we were married once. Did you really have to be this ruthless?" I thought about it. In the past six months, she'd tried to kill herself twenty-one times. Jumped into rivers fifteen times. I'd had her rescued every single time. The worst one—she jumped off a building and broke her bones. The debt collectors followed her straight to the hospital. The hospital got fed up and kicked her out.

"Don't even think too far...nothing like that would ever happen. Besides, I'm his SLAVE and I'm afraid you might have forgotten the meaning of that." "You know, Ice Pick was once like this to a certain girl," Annie said again, "he made her his personal slave." "Yeah," Alice nodded in agreement, "Charlotte, the brown haired girl, pretty but has a nasty attitude. I wondered where she disappeared to." She stated with a shrug as she recalled, snapping her fingers lightly. "And I think you two are alike," Alice continued and faced Sophia, "I mean you and Charlotte but you're prettier and more interesting." She added.

Submit. The Foundry has fallen, but the "Project Chimera" has already succeeded in its primary goal: infecting the next generation. The Harem has the Queen, but the city has a new, shadowed King who can control the infected through a frequency they can't resist. Can the Six-Point Anchor hold against a city of sleeper agents, or will Elara have to make the ultimate Sacrifice to break the frequency?

Martha didn’t respond to what the werewolf just said to her and kept her calm. The werewolf was angry at Martha and got even angrier when it noticed Tyler approaching her with another tumbler of water. It let out a huge groan and said, “You better not listen to her demands Tyler. Remember they are not our guests but just slaves” Both Cindy’s and Benjamin’s eyes widened as they heard themselves labeled as slaves in front of their daughter. Martha didn’t show any signs of getting offended upon getting called as a slave since she believed she was smart enough to not register the bullshit coming out of the werewolf’s mouth.