Paranormal-reverse Harem Novels & Stories

FREAKY AFTER DARK: CONTENT WARNINGS What You're About To Read This collection doesn't do safe. It doesn't do vanilla. If you're looking for paranormal romance where the monsters are basically humans with extra features, keep scrolling. Freaky After Dark is unapologetically filthy paranormal erotica where supernatural beings act like the feral, dominant, possessive creatures they actually are. These stories are designed for readers who've been waiting for monster romance that actually commits to the monster part.

Erlias was the name of this world, she discovered. Here, women were polyamorous because of the limited number of them. Even the most possessive of males would bow to his chosen's choice to keep her at his side. But what shocked her the most was not the lack of women, nor the men's willingness to do whatever their wife wanted. It was the 'people' she thought were people. Catherine lifted her hand to her cheek and squeezed it until tears poured down her face. Monsters? Creatures of the Night? Demons? If this was a dream, she wanted to wake up, but no matter how hard she pinched, her reality did not change.

"I killed someone via sex and now I don't know any means of bringing Jonathan back." "Jonathan? Who is—" She sat a shot of rum on her small nightstand. In the center, was an exposed eyeball complete with dangling optic never. In the pupil was the shade of a little man, soul trapped inside an eye, a classic case of demonic exorcism done wrong on the possessed. "Ah...that's Jonathan."

Audrey said and the trio began looking at the map and the transcript again. After a few hours Audrey finally found something. "Guys I think I finally understand the pattern." Audrey said "Okay." The duo said waiting for Audrey's explanation. "The spell book is right under our nose." Audrey said "Where?" Greta asked "In a cave." "What cave?" Adrian asked "Ever heard of the forbidden cave?" Audrey asked "Yeah, humans say it's a cursed place." Greta said "Well I don't think it would be the same for paranormals." Audrey said with a sly smile.

He made a cut on my palm, handed the knife back to Lucas, and then pressed his palm to mine. At first, nothing happened. “I, Keiran Garrison, alpha of the Crystalvalley pack welcome you Cora Marlin to my pack.” As soon as he finished speaking, sharp pain flashed through me. I gasped and tried my best to breathe through the pain. It was much worse than Keiran explained. My eyes snapped up to Keiran’s. The moment our eyes locked, the pain disappeared and memories flooded my mind. I saw a younger version of Keiran, Ryder, and June. There were images of a man that I assumed was their father. It was like watching a movie about his childhood.

And without another word, she turned and disappeared into the trees. I stood there motionless for a second. It was now dark and Atlas and I needed to get home before any other creatures decided to target us. I nodded at Atlas, signalling my command for him to shift. My large white wolf tore out of me, relived to be let out after being made so angry and frustrated by the encounter with the seer. I raced through the night, closely followed by Atlas's black wolf who I could tell was also happy to be released. I went over the seer’s words in my head. Hybrids were very rare as the races of supernatural beings hated each other. If hybrids did occur, they were outcasts and viewed as the lowest of t

Tara cums hard with her pussy milking me tightly but I manage to hold back my own release once more. Lena takes her turn next in missionary position with her legs spread wide for me to pound into her relentlessly, my balls slapping against her with every thrust. Mia and Tara kiss each other deeply while fingering one another's pussies nearby. Lena claws at my back. “Fuck me harder like a slut,” she moans breathlessly. I dive into her sweat drips from our bodies until she cums around my cock. They all reach orgasms in the frenzy, but I hold mine back obediently as the van finally stops in front of a dark house, where they dress quickly.

Other strange-looking creatures she couldn’t make out through the dark but assumed were demons. Thea couldn’t get a read off any of them. “None of those things are alive,” Thea whispered. “I can’t sense their intentions or influence them. I’m useless here. I can’t even tell how many there are.” “Looks to be thousands already,” Conri said. “Tens of thousands,” Xavier said. “Is it me, or is the room expanding?” Cam said quietly. “The walls are moving farther away to accommodate the army of dead creatures,” Chris said. “The laws of physics do not apply here.”

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

"Elena, you and Zara worked through the night on the counter-ritual. Where do we stand?" Elena pulled out diagrams covered in mystical symbols. "We have the framework. The reversal working requires three things: someone with Methlock blood to anchor it—that's Daren. Someone with magical sensitivity to perceive and redirect the ritual's energy flows—that's Shahira. And someone with active magical power to channel the inversion—that's Zara." "All three of you would need to be in the ritual chamber at the critical moment," Dominic said, concern evident. "That puts your three most valuable people in the most dangerous location."