Mass Effect Fanfiction Harem Novels & Stories

At that moment, Zylar woke up completely after the marking ceremony. “That puny lycan can’t snatch our mate from us, Liora.” She snarled, fierce and possessive, her power blazing through my chest. “We won’t let her flash that round ass anymore.” Pressing my forehead to my knees, I breathed shakily as her strength wrapped around me. Zylar assured me. “Relax. Cassian has told you he wouldn’t have a harem. He isn’t like that.” “I know what he said!”

Jasper POV I have been working with Darius and providing him contacts. I’ve been wanting to expand my network for some time and now we are finally getting to that point. We have contacted several Alpha’s that are interested in having a harem of women. Instead of shipping them off from here, we are shipping them off from Roger’s camp. Darius has a person who knows how to make women compliant without having to forcefully kidnap them. I don’t know the man’s methods, but I would love to meet him and see how much more compliant I can make Malina.

Donovan, my Beta and best friend, yells at me through the mind link. Ignoring Donovan’s angry yell, I shut my eyes and thrust faster into the girl’s mouth. My orgasm was very close. Anytime Donovan sounded like this, it was always because of some meeting with those old degenerates. In other words, werewolves and their council of elders. “I’m with my Harem, wanna join?” I replied, turning the bitch around before parting her thighs to reveal her dampened pussy folds and her tight asshole. The sweet smell of her arousal made me hornier than ever.

“I said the exact same this thing yesterday when I saw her. Even better!” “Is she one of the Harem girls?” “Yes. Her name is Tessa.” I clamp my hand over my mouth, eyes wide with disbelief. Kyle looks confused. “What? Do you know her?” “She's Ashanti's best friend. The one she insisted on moving in with into the Premium Residence.” “No way!” He whisper screams and we both burst into laughter. What the hell the moon goddess playing at here? How can two female best friends be mated to two male best friends? This is insane!

Some warriors safeguard the pack, including a Gamma and a Beta, who work closely with the Alpha and Luna. I swiftly shed my clothes and step under the comforting stream of hot water. Aware of the potential intrusion, I hurriedly shampoo my hair with the meager amount provided, rinsing it out before applying conditioner, allowing it to soak briefly. Hastily, I cleanse my body, anxious to avoid any unexpected visitors. Once I finish, I brush my teeth, catching sight of my split lip—a testament to the actions of Damian, the Alpha's son. He's one of the cruelest individuals I've encountered. Simply being in his presence is enough to provoke his sadistic torment. To make matters worse, his girlfr

She leaned close to Quentin's ear and said softly but I can still hear, "The funeral was too oppressive. Zephyrine must be missing her parents and feeling down." Based on the limited plot I knew, I understood that Quentin Bennett was different from other male protagonists in harem novels. He wasn't proactive or responsible. If someone approached him, he showed no interest or love—stay away from me. It was hard to seduce him. The five semes pursuing him put in a lot of effort! Those five semes were the standard characters in traditional harem novels: the sickly student Zephyrine Everlynn, the beastly university professor Daniela Barnett, the gentle and sweet police officer Evie Richards, the

We cared for our sick in my pack, and we would here. As we ate, what had to have been the best meal I’d had in years, we listened to the demons in the dining room. This was our best chance for gathering our own intel. None of them, except Madison, seemed to really understand the difference in our abilities. “Most of your harem is sickly, Vasilia.” The Vasili sneered. “We can send them back and get you healthier partners.”

“The children… the gatherings… being used like this… it’s everything I am now.” Marcus rested his hand on her belly. “Then we’ll keep giving it to you. We’re already planning the next one. Two hundred men. The island again. And this time… we’re going to breed you again while they watch.” Damien kissed her deeply. “You were born for this, my love.” Lila smiled, closing her eyes as she drifted toward sleep between the two men who had completely consumed her soul. The obsession had no end. It only evolved — deeper, filthier, more beautiful with every passing year.

She didn't want to be a part of a talented pair of daughters; she wanted to be the only sun in the sky, and she wanted me to be the dirt beneath her heels. Her eyes locked onto Damien, and I could practically hear the gears turning in her head. She had found a new target, a more glittering prize than Landon could ever be. The game had officially begun, and the stakes were everything to me. I felt a cold shiver of dread crawl up my spine. Amara didn't just steal men; she colonized them, stripping them of their will until they were nothing more than accessories to her ego.

Claimed by only two elites at most. The blue fan marks Tier Two. The harem daughters. Shared by as many as five elites. Those who receive nothing? They fall under Tier Three. They’re sex slaves. Handed to soldiers and guards, used and discarded at will. Which meant Liora and Seren weren’t lying. Ugly knots form in my throat, crushing me with fear and unease. My palms turn slick with sweat. Oh gods… just this once, spare me. Then Liora steps forward. I hold my breath as I watch her.