Reverse Harem Novels & Stories

After the war between humans and vampires ended, both sides agreed that vampires would rule the world. Vampire families would provide humans with military protection and financial support, and in return, humans would help vampire families produce heirs. Under the agreement, marriages between human and vampire families would be arranged once every century. The first hybrid child born in each generation would become the next ruler of the alliance between vampires and humans. In my previous life, I had chosen Eli Valtore, the eldest son of the Valtore family. His family was wealthy and powerful, and a rule they had passed down for a millennium was faithfulness to their partners. I was

Wh-what? "REVERSE, REVERSE", they all screamed at the top of their lungs. If someone had glanced to the back of the room, they would have seen a girl, frozen in fear, with eyes so wide she could have seen a ghost. I am that girl, and I could be described as anything from horrified to mortified to terrified... pick one, or pick all. A secret faction that wants to reverse the New World? I have to get the hell out of here. Before slowly creeping out the door I came in, I noticed a familiar set of gloomy hazel eyes. And he noticed me...

My head suddenly jolted back, and my body stiffened when his fingers glided across my skin invoking a sense of Deja vu, yet again. He tightly gripped the back of my neck so that my head didn't fall backwards. He was just concerned for my safety, but his actions had the opposite intended effect. I startled, and my body automatically froze. I frantically tried to search his deep ocean blue eyes for help, but the eyes that were staring back at me were not his.

Her friendly question is accompanied with a smirk, which probably was her behavior of some sort. “Uh-” My eyes immeidately drifted down to her chest. The glinting necklace with a locket the shape of heart and some metallic gears hanging around her neck attracted my attention. “S-Sure…” The female goth suddenly reached out her hands, her smirk still persists with an addition of, “The name’s Risa Istvan, engineer.” “Huh?” I asked after blankly accepted her hand. “Don’t mind me.” She averted the topic with a broad smile. The two of us shook hands for a moment before she let go, while saying, “Your heart is bleeding, yet it glowed bright with gentle energy.”

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"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.

A red string materialized, winding around both our wrists and emitting a faint glow. Derek suddenly pulled me to himself again, dancing to the music as I lifted up our wrists over my head and looked at the red glowing thread in awe, “Look Derek. This is so pretty.” “Do you find this fascinating?” his whisper brushed against my ear. I giggled and nodded. There were whispers going around the place, people speaking that echoes seemed to be coming from somewhere far away. "Isn't that Alpha Derek? Who's he dancing with?" "That... that's the new girl. Wasn't she with Alpha Marcus?"

moaned! "*gasp!* I'm sorry! I- I never meant to—" almost as quickly, Alex turned me around and shushed my panicky lips and mind...with a kiss. This is...forbidden. I can't be in this Forbidden Reverse Harem. Not after I experienced the best man of my life! Eugene...forgive me. Because I've been kissing him back just as ferociously. His hands travelled all over me. Somehow, I could tell that his hands were much gentler, like a gentleman! I sensed no such intentions of dominating me from Alex. It wasn't like before...

They looked like they were trying to kiss but something was keeping them from doing so. It seemed ironic that Layla would be reading a romance novel when she seemed like the last person on earth who wanted to fall in love. It was also ironic that she was stuck in a harem for a man that seemed revolted by affection. Rebecca looked away. She went to rub her face to alleviate some of the burning, but she remembered she was wearing makeup just before she was about to mess up Yasmine’s hard work. She lowered her hand and clenched the dress’s fabric in her fists.

I was dying from where I stood as they continue to tear me apart while my stepbrothers seemed to relish in it because it was their plan all along. “This is why humans shouldn’t be in pack houses. They don’t understand boundaries or understand what’s appropriate.” Tristan said to the crowd like I wasn’t even there. I couldn’t meet their eyes or any other person’s. I wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole right now. They wanted this to happen for reasons I don’t even understand. Why are they doing this? But the better question is. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME? “Yeah, getting turned on must be her way of saying thanks.” Azriel grinned.