Reverse Harem Novels & Stories

“Isandra Haddock.” I swallowed hard. My boots echoed as I walked toward the stage. Someone whistled. Someone else coughed loudly, “Slut.” My jaw tightened. I didn’t flinch. I stepped up, stabbed my finger with the rune needle, and let one drop of blood fall into the cauldron. It hissed. Cracked. Boiled. Then silver gray smoke exploded upward in a swirling arc. “House Vargheim.” The crowd clapped again. A few howled. I turned around, smirking slightly. Let them look. It ended quickly after that.

“So, which one is it? The overprotective one or the one who’s pretending he’s not watching your every move?” “It’s not—” I started, then stopped, because how could I explain it? “It’s complicated.” “It sounds like a reverse harem situation,” Chloe stated bluntly. “That’s not complicated. That’s just greedy.” I spluttered, nearly choking on my coffee. “It’s not a reverse harem!” “Alina, you’ve got three handsome, dangerous guys competing for your attention while you’re living in their clubhouse,” Chloe said, counting on her fingers. “That’s like the plot of every dark romance novel. The only thing missing is a dramatic kidnapping

North lost track as Mariwyn wish-listed her harem, all composed of men North had never met and didn’t know how to visualize. Instead, she stroked the fabric and listened to Mariwyn, who was lost in her fantasy. For North, she had already found her harem, and she had no interest in expanding it, but she enjoyed seeing Mariwyn’s clear delight at the idea of bringing together all the men who interested her. She wasn’t certain if Orin’s sister would actually go through with it, or if it was simply all talk, but she was happy to introduce her to the notion—and even happier to accept the fabrics Mariwyn gifted her more than an hour later, including the pink material.

My heart leaped into my throat as his lips explored mine; working them until they parted, and his tongue began to twirl in a rhythmic sync with my tongue. I knew I probably should have stopped it; with everything going on right now, Xaden and Zach going into war, Damien fighting with Sarah, the baby dragon running loose, and the fact that I’m apparently the Moon Queen reincarnate, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop anything happening between Harley and me.

The bedroom was a sanctuary of warmth and shadow, the dancing flames of scattered candles creating an intimate cocoon against the darkness beyond our windows. I curled deeper into the oversized armchair, my body heavy with exhaustion but my mind still racing from the night's events. The scent of pine and leather mingled with the familiar musk of my mates, grounding me even as memories of Lexa's fear echoed through our bond.

It was intoxicating, a mixture of wildflowers and honey, but beneath it was something deeper, something primal that called to me. Rico stirred again. “She’s here,” he said, his voice a mixture of triumph and longing. “Who?” I asked aloud, my throat dry, but I already guessed what was happening. It sounded surreal. In the past centuries,no male in the Mano house could get a mate. They said something of a curse, so all my hopes of ever finding a mate has been dashed. My mate.

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming.

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.

I asked. "Desire. It is their nature turn back the time," she answered. "It is the the second time that the world revolved backwards. The first reversed was 300 years ago, the Paradis end." I froze. "What, how could that be?" I murmured. "There's no way... " "There are questions that you must answer yourself. Since you're in a different case, you're not the holder and yet you can still remember everything that happened." The curtains moved and I saw her eyes peeks, that golden eyes were like a glitter of peace.

" They are caring for the garden, the swimming pool, and cleaning the cars. And Carl and Henry are the guards. " "Hello, Miss Cassandra. "I smiled and nodded in response. "This is Dan, the head chef in the house. You already met him last night, Andrea, his assistant, and his wife. Sarah is their daughter, and Aries is their son. "Hello, I'm glad to meet all of you. Can we please treat each other like family? Can you all stop calling me miss? I felt uncomfortable." "That's what sir Alexander want, Miss." "But Harold, I'm just like all of you. Okay, call me Miss if Sir Alexander is around. If he's not, remove the Miss. How was that?"