Reverse Harem Comics Novels & Stories

"Sarah was just murdered right in front of us! Our pack is under attack from within! This should be our only focus!" "The pack's faith must be maintained above all else," Hemlock replied calmly, though his eyes kept drifting to the bloodstain on the stone floor. "A public marking ceremony would demonstrate strength and unity to everyone. It would silence all the harmful rumors and make the pack feel secure again during these troubled times."

"I must say, I'm impressed by your strength and loyalty. You will be a valuable addition to our kingdom." Niklaus got up to pour drinks as they talked well into the night. "Here on Earth, what we have is called a 'reverse haram' It's not their way of life, so I maintain my authority in front of them." "Your beast, what is it called?" he asked. "We are known by many names, Camazotz mostly," Niklaus said as he talked about his Mayan heritage for a long time, and told him about rescuing me from Shade's Lair in the underworld.

North lost track as Mariwyn wish-listed her harem, all composed of men North had never met and didn’t know how to visualize. Instead, she stroked the fabric and listened to Mariwyn, who was lost in her fantasy. For North, she had already found her harem, and she had no interest in expanding it, but she enjoyed seeing Mariwyn’s clear delight at the idea of bringing together all the men who interested her. She wasn’t certain if Orin’s sister would actually go through with it, or if it was simply all talk, but she was happy to introduce her to the notion—and even happier to accept the fabrics Mariwyn gifted her more than an hour later, including the pink material.

Beginning of Book 3 Ruled by the Princess: Realm of the Chosen, a Reverse Harem Romance The sound of horses’ hooves beating against packed earth, cheers from the crowded stands, and the jarring clang of wood on metal were all drowned out by the sound of Princess Katrinetta’s heart beating out of her chest as she stared down from the riser. Gripping the wooden barrier that separated her from a fifteen foot fall to the arena floor beneath her, Kit’s knuckles were white, and despite the cool temperatures, a fine line of perspiration beaded her forehead.

"Should I mention that the woman is lucky if she gets caught by one man and not all of them? If more than one man catches the woman, she belongs to them all." Thank the Moon Goddess; we're so damn possessive. Werewolves don't tend to share their partners unless it's a special case, but even on those occasions, consent is essential. I reach for her hand. "So, it turns into forced reverse harem activity?" "Exactly. To each their own, but the forced part isn't quite something anyone would enjoy, right?" I nod, eager to learn more.

I did not think it would get this big when I came up with the outline, I am so sorry about that. I will be taking a little break and coming up with another story of a siren and three alpha mates. This will be a reverse harem story, and of course, I will keep it short. The curses and scolding that I received made me sweat in this book, lol. Once again, I apologize for the book getting a bit too long. However, I have learned my lesson and I will not do it in the future. Bows.