Reverse Harem Paranormal Books Novels & Stories

As Selena walks into my room, I could see that she was exhausted, as I knew that this war was taking a toll on her, and I pray that my hunch is right for all our sakes. “There’s a reversal spell.” I tell her right away, but she shakes her head, before she says to me, “Angelica, I read Alatar’s grimoire front to back, multiple times. There is no spell within it.” “You’re right. There is no spell within it, because he hid the reversal spell within a different book.” Her eyes widened as I told her this, as the wrinkles on her forehead scrunched together, before she finally asks me, “What other book?”

Just another thing pointing to all this really being my destiny. "Lastly, I am a descendant of the Goddess Hecate. Goddess of magic, witchcraft, rituals, ghosts, doorways and creatures of night, like hellhounds. I mostly work with rituals and magic though, but I can engage in some of the other things if I need to." she finishes. "Wow, okay. You guys really are a unique bunch." I comment, feeling a bit overwhelmed. "Head feel like its going to explode yet?" she giggles, making me roll my eyes playfully.

Her heart pounding madly, she began to decode it all. It began to dawn on her that this was not meant to be an entire book. It was meant to be one word per page, meant to spell out but a few sentences. A key. A code. A message, for the initiated. Meant only for the one who knew how to look. Caitlin checked off the words as she turned page after page, and she remembered them, and in her mind, sentences began to form: The last vampire will arise after 2,000 years have passed. She will rise across the ocean and will be named for the color of blood. To enter the city, one needs a key. And the key can only be found here.

“But I will be working on getting to the end of this, I promise.” “That’s not all….” Beth chewed on her lips, her eyes darting to the shed a few feet away, and I could tell that she was mulling over in her head. “An omega is missing as well,” The housekeeper pressed out after a minute and unlaced her fingers, rubbing her hands up and down her arms to suppress a chill that has nothing to do with this dreadful weather. “What?!” *** I have a new book on my profile, “Bonded to the Alpha Twins”; it’s a reverse harem filled with twists and turns. I hope you can shower it with the same support and love! ***

“I….I saw you…last night. With…in Daniel’s room.” Uncle Oliver started laughing uncontrollably. I don’t know what he found so funny. “Oh my, I thought I saw the door open.” “Why are you laughing? You were cheating, or…she was cheating, on your brother.” Oliver laughed again, “Oh, Sarah. It’s not what you think. Daniel and Suzanne have a different kind of marriage than most. You see, they only consider penetration as sex. So, what you saw me and her doing, well, that was with Daniels’ consent.”

“Now Garrick’s going to wonder why. He’s going to dig. Ask questions. And when he figures out she’s our mate, do you know what’s going to happen?” “She’s not our mate,” Jax shot back. “She’s mine. You two don’t feel anything.” “We feel it,” Riven said, certainty in his tone. “That’s impossible.” The silence that followed was heavy and suffocating. “This can’t be real,” I said finally. “Three brothers sharing one mate? That doesn’t happen.” “It’s happening now,” Riven murmured, staring at nothing. Seeing something the rest of us couldn’t. “In the archives, there are stories about women marked with three crescents. Triple bonds.”

**Trigger warnings for this book: this is a dark romance werewolf story containing gaslighting, dub-con, assault, rape, violence, bondage, in a Reverse Harem scenario, involving bxg and bxb group sex scenes. There is a chapter separately marked with a trigger warning that features a pregnancy loss.** The River House, The Day After the Funeral

"Keep your sex magic bullshit to yourself, demon!" The incubus just chuckled darkly, the sound sliding down my spine like velvet and sin. He didn’t even speak, just watched me. His eyes glowed. Blue and dangerous. Too pretty to be legal. I flipped him off with shaking fingers. He winked. “Motherfucker,” I hissed and grabbed Lila’s arm, storming out of the garden like my panties weren’t trying to commit treason. “Gods,” I panted as we reached the front hall. “What the fuck was that?!”

Although he also seemed happy as if whatever he was feeling for me suddenly made more sense. "I thought wolves only had one mate?" He finally asked. "Normally, yes. Since healing Hallie and giving her some elven magic she can sense our mate bond better. Perhaps it's because I am a hybrid that I have a mate for each half of myself." I wasn't sure, but that seemed to make the most sense to me. "I honestly couldn't tell you exactly why this happened, as it is rare." "So you're mine too then?" He smiled.

On the page, memory warred with forgetting. The creature beside Ash faltered, clutching its head, its red eyes flickering wildly. “It’s connected to the book!” Kael shouted, forgetting his jealousy. “Your feelings affect it!” Terrifying news, this was a psychic parasite linked to their healing tool. To fight, she risked corrupting the legacy itself. The creature faced Liora, now full of cold, sharp intelligence: recognition and hatred. It saw her as its opposite. It spoke, a mix of cracking ice and distant whispers. “Yours is the light that remembers and mine is the shadow that forgets. I will un-write your story, Serelai.”