Reverse Harem Novels & Stories

“Let me offer clarity.” He placed the flash drive gently on the table, it click on metal like a gavel being struck. “That,” he said, “holds a record of your transactions, your login patterns, IP addresses rerouted and buried under onion layers… all traced back to one central command.” He leaned forward. “And it’s not Mr. Trent.” The silence broke. The first hacker let out a dry, nervous laugh, but it cracked halfway through and died in his throat. The second squirmed, then muttered under his breath, “We didn’t think it would go this far.”

He signaled for him to come over. Upon hearing that, Nina halted her movements. Her hand had frozen mid-wipe. "Isn't Calvin supposed to be the heir to Prosperous Group? Why is the heir turned into someone who goes by the last name Smith?" It was many people's first time seeing him, but they could tell that the future heir to Prosperous Group had an undeniable, commanding presence. Callum's youthful appearance belied the maturity and authority in his demeanor. I turned a deaf ear to Nina and looked around the room, noting that Calvin was still nowhere to be seen. It seemed like the show was about to kick off.

Taking a steadying breath, she stepped forward. The hallway behind was no less imposing. The polished marble floors gleamed under the golden glow of wall-mounted lanterns, their intricate carvings casting delicate shadows across the walls. Lined along the corridor were twelve men. Their uniforms were crisp, formal and strange. As the doors opened fully, Carmen emerged. Every single one of them bowed their heads in unison. She froze, blinking in confusion. What was going on? Why were they bowing their heads as if she were some ruler from the Joseon dynasty?

“This should be… memorable.” When the call ended, Julie—now head of PR for Aurelia Luxe—entered the office, iPad in hand. “I just saw the partnership details,” she said cautiously. “It’s his company. You okay?” Anne stood and walked to the window, staring out at the skyline she once knew. “I’m not just here for a project, Jules,” she said softly. “I’m here for closure. And revenge.” Julie lowered her voice. “You sure you’re ready for this? Seeing him again? Seeing them?”

Upstairs on the second floor, the muffled sounds coming from the bedroom grated on my nerves. I pressed my fingers to my aching temples and took in the familiar sight of the house. Then it hit me—I was back! I was reborn! My gaze was locked on the bedroom upstairs, rage burning in my eyes. That shameless Sephine Fidel! She'd brought her side piece home and had me take the fall. In my past life, I'd forgotten a file at home. I'd jumped in a cab and returned home to grab it, only to walk in on my sister-in-law, Sephine Fidel, mid-affair.

“We love you.” I closed my eyes, safe and full and completely theirs. The night had been everything I needed and more. A perfect celebration of the four of us together. “And we want more babies from you.” Revenge. Love. All in a month led to this. No one can separate us now since the council had approved the unification system where all the three packs would now be led by my mates and their successors in the coming years. They are really my revenge harem. I love them very much.

And everything reversed The merge Shifted direction

Is this really how it ends? ***

Trisha replied. "We've got a huge dungeon to explore today, forgive my brevity. Would you like to marry Ryan, Logan, Kanda, and Nakuni and be tied with them forevermore?" "Better," Trisha noted with a nod. "If you change your mind, I wouldn't mind trying some myself," Vanku called from the audience. The dragon shook her head so her raven curls bounced around her shoulders and smiled at the rest of the audience there. "Or if anyone else is interested, I'm still researching all these races."