Paranormal-reverse Harem Novels & Stories

I had to read most of the lines twice or thrice to understand a thing because it felt like my brain was glitching as I uncovered such heartbreaking information about Blake. By the time I was done, tears were freely streaming down my face. I’d learnt that the Shahato pack singled out a shewolf named Scarlett for being born on the night of a blood moon and housing within her the blessings of the moon goddess which they planned to amplify and take for themselves through a blood moon ritual. All of that sounded like absolute bullshit to me because I was an ordinary uninteresting shewolf who’d lived a live of difficulty and pain so I couldn’t possibly have been housing any damned blessings.

Particularly triggered by the stench of blood—which probably triggered the traumatizing memory of the death of her husband—my mother, worried and frightened at the same time, want me to stay close to her so I am not lost, not because, uh, the blood. I do get an origin question from my mother regarding the blood. How am I able to look so bloody soaking wet in just a matter of few seconds. Her sentences added some intel inside the notes I made regarding the existence of a parallel universe called the Flesh, that the time spent in the real world differs from the time spent inside that cavernous labyrinth. A few hours there is equal to just a few seconds in the real world, which mean, I got soak

"You… You and Grandma have put on quite the show!" "Let me go!" Ariana willed all her might to push Brian away. She coughed but only inhaled more of the sweet scent. With a pale countenance, she scanned Brian's room and realized someone had switched his usual curtains for bright red ones. Even the lights had been tampered with. The room was basically a kinky-themed one at that point. "Wasn't this what you wanted? You're repulsively sly, Ariana!" Brian stepped forward to hold Ariana in place. His strength overwhelmed her. In no time, he had her pinned on the bed.

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"Take a closer look. At 2:05 am, she was still in voice chat, encouraging you in a gentle tone. But at 2:08 am, she switched to a private chat with Shadowfang." The laser dot shifted instantly to another conversation. "She told Shadowfang, 'Shadowfang, I'm so sleepy, but I can't fall asleep without your goodnight.'" Shadowfang's face turned dark immediately. I didn't pause and continued moving the dot. "Reviver, her third target, is no exception. At 8:00 pm on Tuesday, she told you, 'You're my only soulmate in this game.' But by 9:00 pm that same night—" I paused, and the dot settled on her chat with Cyrus Richmond, the second-highest spender in the game.

Why is my heart restless and panting and why is Seiko so concerned about us meeting whomever this fated mate is? He knows the routine already, even though he has always cursed me for doing it, but still, he was already accustomed to our routine so why was he bothering so much about it and why am I also indulging him? My legs seemed to have suddenly gotten a mind of its own as it was now revolting against my head. The more I tried to turn back from this very unwanted journey, the more I ran full speed in the direction the smell was the strongest. This was not supposed to happen, especially not now that I am making arrangements to mate with Alpha Tristan’s daughter to strengthen and increase t

"I would presume it would be more like a friends-with-benefits situation." "But?" I pressed, knowing there was more. "You mentioned something about my healing nature last night, didn't you?" "I did," he admitted. "This needs a little more context to make sense." He took a drink of his water before continuing. "I'm sure you understand that those that serve together in the service tend to form a brotherhood. A deeper bond than most individuals would." I nodded in agreement and understanding. "In our fire-team, there were only four of us: Riley, Tristan, Ash and I. We spoke a lot about our pasts, our traumas, our struggles and fears. We also spoke about our dreams and our futures. As well as th

She put everything I had shared with her into it, making each of our dreams for a child come true. Just 3 months after meeting with her, Crimson had suddenly become pregnant and was able to have the experience of carrying and giving life to our first child. Having no clue who the child would resemble as the pregnancy was completely created through Hera's abilities, we were all in for quite the shock when Crimson gave birth to a baby girl who looked just like Damien, with the exception of my burgundy hair.

“And now he says I can’t use Charizard unless I bring a sacrifice!” I blinked. “I’m sorry, he did what now?” Arsen was still processing when Jade charged in behind him, dramatically holding up a red crayon like it was the elder wand. His voice was deep, serious, slightly British for some reason. “THE CARDS HAVE SPOKEN.” “We are five seconds from a full cult ritual,” I muttered, pinching the bridge of my nose. “And I still haven’t had a second coffee.” Then—because apparently the chaos gods weren’t done—Lorelai floated in. I say floated because she wore a sheer purple cape, a tiara perched sideways on her curls, and she was dragging the mop like it was a sacred staff.

I asked. "Desire. It is their nature turn back the time," she answered. "It is the the second time that the world revolved backwards. The first reversed was 300 years ago, the Paradis end." I froze. "What, how could that be?" I murmured. "There's no way... " "There are questions that you must answer yourself. Since you're in a different case, you're not the holder and yet you can still remember everything that happened." The curtains moved and I saw her eyes peeks, that golden eyes were like a glitter of peace.