Reverse Harem Manhua Novels & Stories

"Now, tell us again, what you experienced. I'm still not sure I understand." I nodded, my eyes flitting between the three of them. How could I explain what had happened? "It was like my vision doubled in sharpness. I saw every detail of your bodies, even in the dim light. And then I could see the...fur sprouting on your body." The men exchanged a glance, their eyes narrowing in thought. "Partial shifting," Xander breathed, distractingly trailing his fingers up and down my arm. "But why would that happen now? And because of the mate bond?"

I took a seat on the sofa and began to read, quickly snapping the book shut when I read the explicit words on the pages and felt the heat crawl up my face. It most certainly was not. In fact, I had never read such a lustful story in my life. Inside were short anthologies of various sexual stories detailing sexual encounters between the three species. It was far more explicit than anything Mathilda had ever read—or anything the aunts had tried to reach us at the slave shop. I rose and wedged it back into the shelf with burning cheeks. For the rest of the day, I lingered in the sitting room, exploring the various text on Lucas’s book shelf. After some time, I’d located two maps and a pedigree

Heros approaches me, offering a glass of champagne. “I can’t believe all this is over. We caught Dad’s killer and cleared his innocence, and now we’re married to my ex’s daughter, whom I almost killed, and about to become fathers in a few months. This seems like madness.” He positions himself beside me, following my gaze as we watch Faina dancing and laughing, so happy beside our brother.

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 way he said it, like he had never heard such a word in his life, was too funny. “A reverse harem,” I repeated. “Okay, what does that mean? Is that like… when the girl has more than one boyfriend?” “Yes,” I said proudly. “It’s when the girl gets to have multiple guys. All for her.” He looked at me like I had just told him the sky was green. “Why would anyone want that?” I shrugged. “It’s fiction. But it’s fun.” He narrowed his eyes. “Is that the kind of stuff you read?”

HAZEL Nothing on earth was more damning than this. Realizing that the Rossi brothers were the same men I had explosive sex with almost two weeks ago was the hardest pill to swallow. The longer I watched it, the more my legs trembled underneath me and my balance was threatened. With a heavy heart, I placed a hand on the couch and managed to sit down before I could lose any more of my dignity by falling on my ass. “Who knew you’d be such a pro at juggling three cocks?” Cyrus' mocking tone cut through me like a knife, “I mean, you handled the three of us better than an average she wolf would’ve handled just one of us.”

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A sigh fell from his lips, but he raised his head. “Is this mating thing the same as human weddings? You’ve never explained the whole process to me yet.” He licked his lips. “I’m not exactly sure how it’s going to work with you being human.” “How does it usually work?” Amusement filled his eyes as he watched me. Devrim slipped a hand under my back and pressed my body against his before he rolled onto his back. My hands shot out to press against his chest to stop myself from falling forward. His eyes dropped to my chest and slowly trailed lower.

**Chapter 5: Claimed in the Shadows** Jack Blackwood’s mouth was relentless, devouring hers with a hunger that stole what little breath Sora had left. His hand gripped her thick waist, fingers digging possessively into the soft, yielding flesh that Melvin had always mocked. Instead of pulling away in disgust, Jack groaned low in his throat, pulling her even closer until her heavy breasts pressed firmly against his hard chest.