Reverse Harem Novels & Stories

His voice was barely audible, lost in the cacophony of panic that reigned outside his window. As the night deepened, the city pulsed with a mix of scandal and anticipation. Aurora retreated into the safe cocoon of her apartment, yet even there, every shadow seemed to whisper of impending danger. She paced the length of her living room, replaying the chain of events in her mind. The satisfaction of seeing Dorian’s world crumble was undeniable, but the cryptic message gnawed at her. It was a reminder that in the intricate dance of revenge, one could never be sure who might be watching—or waiting.

“Yes, I have the photo that was sent out. You know what this means? We’ll be filthy rich. I already called him and he’s on his way.” I looked between the two helplessly, trying to piece together the conversation. Sophie is still passed out on the floor behind me and I’m overpowered. I really wish I brought one of the guys with me. “What do we do with the other one?” The dark haired guy asked, licking his chops. “Whatever you want, add her to your harem if you want, I don’t care.” Jimmy shrugs. I tried to run past the men and am stopped almost immediately by Jimmy.

By the time Hillary learned that Theodore and Sigourney had reconciled, it was already midnight, when Sigourney awoke. "What? Sigourney, I told you so many times!!!" "If you were coming back to the country, you should have messaged me so I could pick you up. Why on earth did you return to the Twilight estate and give that bastard Theodore the chance to manipulate you?" "Are you stupid or something..." Hillary rattled off a long tirade, making Sigourney's ears ring. Sigourney lazily turned over, rubbed her waist, and replied slowly.

I was still snickering at myself when I suddenly felt a hand slip around my waist. "You have to be careful next time. Not everything around you reminds you of him," Dante’s voice whispered, his lips barely an inch from my ear. His breath was hot, too hot. I froze for a second, my heart pounding. I closed my eyes, the ache in my hand forgotten. His words hit harder than the pain. Not everything reminds you of him. The betrayal that lived at the back of my mind came storming to the front again. My ex-husband’s lies. My sister’s laughter. Their wedding. Her dress. My empty hands.

Hello, and welcome to The Forbidden Princess and Her Mafia Men. Deep within this book we will see elements such as BDSM, Kinks (any and all kinds), Kidnapping, Torture, Sex and all things that might be considered violent. This book is also meant to be dark as well as a reverse harem. So please note this book will contain triggers from start to finish so please consider that when venturing into this book as you have been warned. Now without further ado please enjoy the story.

I gasp as the orgasm rips through me, my body arching, water splashing. I go still. Panting. Drenched in sweat. The aftershocks pulse through my thighs. And when I finally open my eyes, reality sets in. The man who just made me cum so hard I forgot my name? Xander Black. Fuck.

When the aftershocks finally ebbed, Josh pulled out, flipped me onto my back in one smooth motion, and drove back in. Noah and Steve flanked me. Noah kissed me filthy and slow, swallowing my moans. Steve’s mouth found my throat, sucking marks into the skin just below my diamond choker. When he finally eased out, the wet rush made me whimper. Cum leaked steadily onto the sheets beneath my ass, cooling against my overheated skin. My gown was nothing but a crumpled emerald ruin bunched around my waist, diamonds still sparkling at my ears and throat like they hadn’t witnessed the complete undoing of their wearer.

How did I miss the obvious games these two could barely keep hidden? It wasn't until miscarriage after miscarriage had wrecked my body that a friend finally forced me to see the truth. I had the tonic Asher fed me every day tested. Sure enough, it was laced with high doses of abortifacients. I secretly hacked into his texts, determined to dig up every buried detail. The truth was more disgusting than anything I could have invented. He and my sister had been a thing since high school. But they were both players, constantly breaking up and making up.

She grabs the giant by his collar, pulling him down for another loud, messy kiss right in front of us, before dragging him down the hall toward another room. Once they are out of earshot, Arlo exhales shakily. "That was...intense. I think that guy is the Thor Awakener. The God of Thunder." I watch their retreating backs, a sudden memory unlocking in my brain. Right. The Plot. This world is rigged for a 'Gary Stu' protagonist. The script is painfully simple: every strong man here will eventually die as a stepping stone, and every pretty woman—including our taken Succubus—will be magically brainwashed into his harem.

(Note: Hello guys, I'm so sorry but I lost the rest of Inheritance Whore chapters. Which is why I took this long to update. I'm still working on retrieving it and once I did, I would upload it immediately. For now, let's move on with the next one.) 6. Stepdad Seed DAHILA I want my stepdad and he knows it too.