Reverse Harem Manhwa Novels & Stories

Every slow drag of her hand, every bead of precum she smeared down his length, every tiny shudder that ran through him—he wanted it branded under my skin. Brianna’s other hand slid up under his shirt, raking nails lightly across his stomach. His abs contracted hard under her touch. A low, rough sound slipped out of him then, not quite a groan, more like a stifled curse, and I felt it land somewhere deep between my legs, hot and sudden and humiliating. I hated him for it. I hated her for it. I hated myself most of all.

What an incredible lady! Elise gave them a look, forcing the three to snap out of their stupor and they shook their heads immediately. Daniel cleared his throat while Derek coughed twice to hide their embarrassment. “We’ll return soon with the warrant, Mr. Azael, Mr. Reuel,” Daniel said. “Sure. You’re welcome anytime.” Reuel replied as he stood up and Azael followed suit immediately. Elise’s eyes instantly went to Azael’s white shoe. She couldn’t brush off the strange feeling that kept popping in her heart. But she couldn’t grasp it accurately, making her frustrated. Something was wrong. She was overlooking something. But she couldn’t decipher what.

Vanya’s body jerked, her pussy gripping me tighter. Devrim suddenly moaned. My eyes snapped to Obsidian, and I instantly wished I hadn’t looked. His head was bent, eyes focused on Devrim’s ass as he slowly entered him. I swallowed. He’s fucking Devrim while Devrim’s fucking Vanya. What am I supposed to do? Wrapping his arms around Devrim’s waist, he pulled him up. One of Obsidian’s hands slipped up his chest to the front of his neck. He turned his head and kissed him.

“You must override all the wards so we can get through.” Hakan raised an eyebrow at Biel's command, but mostly it was a sign of astonishment. It was easy to see how the gears in his head worked so quickly to calculate the risk of returning to my mate's faithful disciples. At another time I would have laughed at that. Hakan raised his hands and created a rune that turned everything black and in a couple of seconds, a purple smoke began to rise from the stairs. I coughed loudly as I felt the magical density increase in the air.

she answers huskily. To prove her point, she starts trailing her hand along the tight seam of my pants. I can’t drive home fast enough. *** *Harper* The second Tomás’s front door closes behind us, his mouth is on mine, and his hands are gathering fistfuls of my skirt and pulling the dress up my body. “Helena,” he breathes against my lips. That one word is so desperate and wanting, I can’t help but melt against him. I reach for the top of his shirt and start pulling to get the buttons loose.

Those three rings on her finger (moonstone, amethyst and garnet) being the seal of us being together, forever and ever. ----THE END---- Hi, author here. I want to thank all of you who've been supporting this book since it started God knows I was nervous when I first started writing it because this is my first ever werewolf book. Ooh and it's my first time writing a reverse harem book so I didn't know what the readers expected and how to do this genre any justice. I'd like to think I did alright but your comments and advice are still appreciated if you have any. Thank you once again for the gems and the reviews and comments. (I've tried to read all of them lol)

We took the bus to her shared apartment, and the moment we were inside her room, I threw my bag onto the floor and sat down on the chair behind the study desk. Jess’ room was pleasantly neat and tidy, with stacks of textbooks, and of course, BL manga and light novels, sitting on the desk. On her single bed were a few soft toys. Naturally, they were of male characters who had strong gay undertones from famous anime such as Sebastian and Ceil from Black Butler, Yuu and Mika from Owari no Seraph, Eren and Levi from Attack on Titan, and Yuuri and Victor from Yuri on Ice. I knew the characters because I had to suffer countless hours watching the anime with her.

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

Instead, I turned my gaze to the far corner of the hall, where a man sat in the shadows, ignored by the servants and mocked by the lords. Gabriel. The "Scourge of the Borderlands." He was dressed in scarred, dark leather. His hair was a messy raven black, and a jagged scar ran across his jawline. He was a Rogue Alpha—a man whose pack was made of orphans, exiles, and the broken. When we were announced as mates, I walked quietly and stood by his side. And, when I heard people laughing, I simply held his hands affectionately. Only then did he turn to look at me, shocked by my actions. But then his grip on my hands tightened, and a small curve on the corner of his lips appeared.

I extended my hands, letting the green light of the spirals pour into me, letting the System integrate with the ancient energy. Power surged, wild and alive. My vision blurred. My body tingled. The spirals on my skin began to glow faintly, aligning with the ones beneath the earth. I heard the voice one last time before everything went silent: “She remembers. She commands. She is the first.” ⸻ I collapsed to the stone floor, lungs burning, mind buzzing with knowledge and energy I could barely comprehend. When I opened my eyes, the chamber was quiet. The pool’s glow dimmed, the spirals’ pulse slowed. My hands ached — veins green under the skin — but I knew one thing with certainty: