Litrpg Harem Novels & Stories

I handed him the book. "A reverse harem romance," he read aloud. "What's a reverse harem?" He asked. "A reverse harem is one where there are many men satisfying one woman, instead of many women for one man; a harem in reverse," I informed him. He continued reading the publicity blurb on the back of the book. "'I was a virgin when the earth was captured in an interstellar war. I was stripped, enslaved and auctioned off to ten alien warriors who helped subdue our world. I was claimed and ravished in the most reprehensible ways imaginable. They set about mastering my maiden body and instructing me what it means to belong to them absolutely. They bought me to use me, but in my heart I know they

"This is going to sound horrible, but maybe I'm wrong because I feel it for Darren, too. And, to a much lesser extent, Marc." She waited for his anger and his disgust. Instead, he laughed. "I'm sure that will make them happy when they hear." "Okay, I think I missed something." "Oh, shit, how to explain this without making it sound like we're perverts." "Now I'm really worried." "There are more males than female Lycans. Because of the vast difference in this ratio, the council adopted a policy hundreds of years ago that states females must take a minimum of two mates up to a maximum of four."

Her own new futa cock — even larger and more demonic than the others — stood throbbing hard against her stomach, untouched but already leaking. Lilithara looked down at her fully corrupted harem with pure, satisfied hunger. “You are all mine now,” she declared, voice echoing with finality. “Futa demons. Eternal sluts. Ready to breed and be bred for eternity.” The five new futa demons moaned in unison, crawling toward their mistress, cocks hard, pussies dripping, ready for endless nights of depraved ritual orgies. The summoning was complete. The corruption was perfect. And the chapel would never be quiet again.

This can be settled with a commission from the Temple giving the Lunarius council an ultimatum, but I'd rather know what Drago has to say; it's interesting to hear him speak of his own free will, Biel said, and I didn't hold back my laughter. Aris laughed too; Drago looked at us with a frown, and seconds later, Connor burst out laughing like a little kid. At that moment I knew we were going to be fine as a bonded group. “Whatever happens, there is a home in Vampir where we can be happy, without so many restrictions,” Aris said. “Regardless of what happens with Connor, know that my home is a loyal protector of the mates.”

I wanted to make my brother rape his sisters! Even his own mother! I wanted revenge! [Congratulations to player Liliana! Second place!] _______ KircheLeaf Arc 1: Enchantrix Race! _______ ~END of CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE~

" This system is an idiot! How come it can add 0? The mission for asking help is nothing! There is no reward! But 0 Immortal Points! When Luis Park looked afar he gawked. This? What is this? Is this the habitats of Elves? Goiropah? What really is this world! What he saw were these magical trees. They lit up because it was already sundown. Of course, he looked again at these new friends he got. "Ah!" He felt his suit getting ripped. 'Ah...I already have a wife but...will nayna permit it? Since she knew my dream I think she would permit me!' "This is a real Harem!" He muttered as he became a captive. When the 4 of them got into the borders. Many beautiful women entangled them.

The sleeves, long and flowing, added a touch of drama, while the slit up the side revealed a glimpse of powerful, shapely legs. As Lilith prostrated before Ragnar, her red lipstick–doused lips, "My lord Ragnar," Lilith's voice, a sultry and melodic resonance. "I am Lilith Carenia of the Obsidian Moon Pack, honored to stand before you as a potential carrier of your child to secure the future of your great kingdom." A satisfied smirk spread on Ragnar’s lips

Thorne nodded towards a tree stump and headed towards it. We were seated when he started. So I left her sleeping by the watchfire and went to find Thorne. He was sharpening his blades outside the war tent, like always. Even in peace, he kept preparing for blood. “Have you ever heard of the Chimera line?” he asked me. “Yes,” I nodded. “But only as a myth. Fairy story. Born of wolves and spirits. The story says they were banned a long time ago for dark powers.” “They were lycans, or so Yvette said.” Thorne raised a hand. “Royal ones. Carriers of two bloodlines.”

he joked, like he could put a price tag on my mate. "Oh, shut it! He's mine!" Lilith screamed, her voice heavy coated with seduction that exchanted the others. I was immune to her powers. Lust was king to Seduction. By all means, I should be stronger than all of them combined. Everyone indulged in lust one way or the other, but being a stupid, worthless half-blood! I could never truly give myself to it. It never failed to remind me I could be so much more, but there was always a catch. A half breed operating on full transformation and full power was a quick way to lose control. Lust was stronger, deadlier and harder to control.

He kissed me hungrily, buried himself deep inside me, and held my trembling body tightly to him. When I felt his hot sperm flooding my womb, I lifted my dilated eyes up to look at him. “I've never been happier for a creampie,” I said with a satisfied smile. Henri chuckled. “If it works, you will get more.” I laughed at his suggestive tone and attempted to shift him off. But then, I caught sight of several people standing a short distance away from the Bentley, their eyes locked onto us. “Henri,” I called out sharply, my breath caught in my throat as I noticed Rahl, Alexander, the woman performing the ritual, and many more.