Naruto Harem Jutsu Novels & Stories

He was the betrayed husband of a case of midlife crisis, his lover was 29 years old, married to a rich man's daughter, even though she was the daughter of his father's partner. The companies Haruna and Khan had been partners for years, her friend's mother died more than twenty years ago, leaving her daughter Nana in the care of her father, all this to make the same mistakes as her mother, both fell in love with the same bum and scammer. Shan Urameshi, who was an action movie heartthrob, I mean stuntman, who in his spare time applied blows to women, in addition to being supported by them, he was simply a Japanese man who had a sculptural body that showed attractions and lies to conquer women,

“So beautiful… so perfect.” Haru whimpered again, his chest heaving as Jiro’s hands roamed over his trembling form. Jiro could feel the heat radiating off Haru’s body, a testament to the intensity of his heat, and it only fueled his own hunger. His grip tightened on Haru’s hips, tipping them slightly upward as he positioned himself behind his omega. “Spread your legs for me, Haru,” Jiro commanded, his voice firm yet laced with an undeniable tenderness.

"That should be a first step for now, if it doesn't work out then her blood has to be spilled so much that it serves as a sacrifice while conducting the ritual." "What ritual?" I blurted out. "This whole process, it's going to be done under the moon and if I'm using my witch powers to lock up her powers in that Harem it might get dirty afterwards." "How?" I was beginning to feel frustrated from her to and fro talks. "If the Harem is still intact on her neck after the whole process, then it's done. She will be free and normal but if it breaks during the process…." "What happens?" "She's been fortified with new powers."

I have to be completely sure that I’m not being fucked with. She has heterochromia, one eye black, the other’s a deep purple. Her hair’s very dark, darker than Bastard’s, a straight, rich black mane falling over her shoulders. Holy fuck she’s hot. What are in the Aronohai genes? Aronohai Misa is incredibly hot, she could fuck me. I’m deathly terrified of alphas but I’d consent, she can have me however she wants me. Damn it, I’m not enough, she can have Sakura too.

“Forget it. He is nothing more than a cripple now. It’s not worth putting so much effort into him. If he had some real ability, Nanako wouldn’t be so badly injured!” Hiroshi quickly stated, “Actually, we can’t blame Yamamoto-san for this matter. It’s mainly because Nanako-san’s opponent’s coach was simply too powerful…” “Powerful?” Yahiko snorted and said contemptuously, “Tanaka, you may have some kind of misunderstanding about the word powerful. Let me tell you, the truly powerful skill is not karate or any of those martial arts, but it’s Japanese Ninjutsu and Onmyoji. Those are the real extraordinary powers. Yamamoto’s karate is just some lame and unpractical skills of the ordinary people!

Even if it was a pleasurable occurrence for Cassandra of the past, they've come to realise how wrong it was in a third person's perspective. Falling in love with five people at the same time was tedious. All five falling in love with one girl was like a fairytale. To prevent from heartaches and heart breaks, this reverse harem was hence deemed Forbidden. The Forbidden Reverse Harem shall not continue.

Rokuro was suddenly nowhere in sight… Swish swish swish! Bright lights were radiating all over the place before swarming right toward Harvey. Harvey felt like he was bound inside a wooden coffin. He could not even move a single inch. It was hypnotism! As their name suggested, the Nen Way’s swordsmanship was mixed with hypnotism to play with their opponents’ minds. “Sir York! Look out!” Queenie York yelled instinctively. Harvey closed his eyes, ignoring everything in sight, and calmed himself down by dulling his senses.

Doesn’t stop the she-devil from playing her little games though. As second or third cousins, it’s almost expected that Kimarra and I would marry to keep the lines strong. So she more often than not, pretends, just to get my but beaten by jealous Yon who don’t know any better. Part of my ‘training’ regimen. Since Akuma is the only title other than Soma you can have above S-class in the Shinkori ranks. At least beyond the wall. Here, females aren’t even allowed to fight. They’re forced into Meshin or healer status if they want to join the ranks. Every thought makes me crave for the comfort, the feeling of home. I wouldn’t even complain about chores.

Gu Mistress pointed at Kiran. "Amitabha!" Master Azura chanted, looking at Kiran, "Kiran, you are truly ingenious. I respect that." "Ingenious?" Gu Mistress asked angrily. Master Azura nodded, "Just now, Kiran used the 'Diamond Sutra of Subduing Demons' to induce a resistant force in Redwood's body. When the momentum was sufficient, he instructed me to use the 'Diamond Sutra's' love to strongly impact Redwood's internal forces. This caused Redwood's body's two forces to intertwine, trapping him in an uncontrollable state."

Yumi smiled as she slowly walked toward Wilbur. Wilbur frowned when he saw her walking closer, "Stand there. I don't want to attack a woman. If you play any tricks, then don't blame me for being impolite." "Is that so?" Yumi continued her approach. "Then, what do you plan on doing to me?" Wilbur's face gradually darkened. At that moment, Yumi casually uttered a few words, "Ninja Art, Thousand Illusion Eyes." Suddenly, the space around Wilbur began to distort slightly as if the laws of physics had ceased to exist.