Reverse Harem Mangas Novels & Stories

Damon followed moments later, pulling out of my mouth and painting my face and breasts with thick ropes of his seed. Exhausted, trembling, and covered in their cum, my body finally gave out. The world blurred as I passed out from overwhelming pleasure and exhaustion, Julian still quietly reading his book on the couch.

His shock was obvious, but he remained silent, choosing not to ask about it anymore. "So anger will help me turn?" he asked. "It could, but sex can too, if it's deep and primal." I smiled. This got his attention. He loved sex, especially with me. On Xanthea, all royal females are Sirens and are allowed to have harems of as many men and women as she chooses, This is their norm.

Is this really how it ends? ***

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.

"You are no longer in your world, Carmen. When you died, the vortex you saw transported you here, to a realm beyond your comprehension. This is the world of your favorite manga." Carmen blinked, the words taking a moment to register. What does this woman mean by being transported to a manga? "My... manga?" She asked, confused. Because there was no way in hell this woman was saying what she was actually thinking because that would be a crazy theory. Nyx nodded. "The story you read so often, the one that consumed your thoughts. "Eclipsed Fates" You've been transported into that world. But you are no longer Carmen. Here, you are Daphne Vasquez, daughter of Lord Alaric and Lady Erica Vasquez."

" Hearing his words, my eyelashes fluttered slightly. I bent down, picked up the book from the floor, and walked toward him, step by step. The guys standing beside him smirked, their eyes filled with disdain and undisguised malice. I smiled. "Like this—?" Without warning, I swung the book, its hard spine slamming viciously into his nose. "Ahh!!—" Nicholas shot up from his chair, yelling in pain. He clutched his nose, blood streaming down his fingers. Then, suddenly, he flashed me a cold, sinister smile.

“This is Hao Du, a long-time attendant of the queen. Hao Du raised his eyebrows and corrected Sergei. “Former attendant of the queen, the b*tch tried to kill me, and dump me for a new toy on her harem.” Oh, finally realized, that attendant for the queen means also the harem for the queen’s pleasure. Makes sense, because this man has such a delicate feature, that is only found in that region of Asia. He takes a look at me and a smirk appears on his face. “Ah, a halven, and an Elven halven, such a rarity, no wonder she chooses you from the other halven."

I nodded, slowly sipping the finest espresso I had ever had in my life. “Wyatt, I have chosen you to be part of my harem.” “I heard that part. I don't know what that means, but I did hear that part.” “It means a lot of things. It means I am asking you to be part of my family, my love, my life, for as long as you live. You will never need anything, never want for anything. You want a blonde? A brunette? Both? You got it. Just like this library. And more. You will never yearn for dig sites. You will never beg yourself to go back to study. It will all be right here, for you. It means that I will love you as my own, my darling sweet archaeologist.”

The demon fought with a cunning and ruthlessness that sent shivers down my spine, leaving me feeling helpless and small in its wake. Lunging forward, I caved and jumped into the heart of the battle, where the air crackled with tension as Havoc, Adam, Liam, and I faced off against the demonic menace that had plagued our pack for far too long. The stench of sulphur hung thick in the night air, mingling with the metallic tang of blood

The magic tearing through both of us was unbearable, like being ripped apart and stitched back together wrong. “What have you done?” Seraphine shrieked. “Ending you!” I screamed back. The binding was unraveling. I could feel its threads snapping one by one. But the spell didn’t stop. All the gathered power had to go somewhere, and it was pouring into us. Into me. Into her. The backlash hit like a hammer. My already damaged wolf connection shattered. Something deep inside my spirit tore. Seraphine screamed. Around us, the last of her followers who hadn’t yet died in the blood sacrifice started collapsing. The magic reversed direction violently, ripping back into her.