Reverse Harem Real Life Novels & Stories

Rimidal's voice boomed throughout the large room. In an instant, about half a dozen beautiful women came strolling over to them from different parts of the room. As they neared, Charlotte found herself taking a step closer to Rimidal. There was no mistaking that crimson gleam of their eyes. Rimidal did have a true harem of his own in his home. Each of these girls were vampires and there was no telling how long they had been there. Or if they had been captured the way Charlotte had and then eventually turned.

he does that and Astrid tries to calm her racing heart again. "So I just come here and I am supposed not to care when I am not around? I know you are the king. I do know! But... No one wants to share their loved one..." Astrid covers her mouth, realizing what she just stayed. Loved... Loras stares at her, his face frozen in shock. "Hypothetically!" Astrid shouts and Loras laughs at her embarrassment. "Well, hypothetically, I don't think anyone can. This is why the harem is created the way it is. So no love can flourish. Favorites have wealth and status as long as they give up love. It has worked so for decades."

He pressed his temple and wondered why he was dreaming that he was living a harem life and he also became the most powerful man on earth. "Come on, Monica, you have graduated from "chuunibyou"!" Monica let out a sigh, sitting on the edge of his bed for a minute, before he stood up, taking the necessities to take a bath, along with clothes to change. He knew that a harem was a dream for every man and in the country where he lived in his previous life, polygamy was legal, but in this country, it was illegal so what had happened in his dream was impossible to be done, unless, he didn't marry those girls in his dream and made them into his mistress.

"I must be insane like my aunt and Carley to have a reverse harem like they do. Seriously what are the odds in this day and age for so many of us to be in love with multiple people." "I think us men are crazy to be willing to share and not our jealousy get the better of us. One of us should steal you and add to our horde like a dragon." "Has Carter been talking his game again?" "None stop," he groans, burying his face in my neck.

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

I wasn’t surprised by her choice, I’d even predicted it after how her heartbeat quickened and her arousal drifted in the air when she watched my brothers fuck that woman at the Valentine’s ball. She seemed a bit taken aback that my brothers and I could share one woman and wreck her in such a manner, but it was a norm for us because we’ve always enjoyed sharing. And despite the countless times we’ve shared women, our experiences with Hazel have been the most mind blowing. I didn’t intend for there to be a repeat after that day in the dark where we unraveled her in the nastiest ways we could think of. We went all out because that was supposed to be a one time thing, but I found myself craving

Collin asked. “What do you mean?” Riko answered, confused and embarrassed. “You’ve managed to do what most of the heterosexual female population of this school has only dreamed of—getting your little reverse harem of Frost boys. I’m sure plenty of them would love to know your secrets,” he chuckled. Riko blushed brighter. “A reverse h...harem?” she repeated. “Mhm. We are most certainly her harem,” I chuckled and glanced at her. She elbowed me and rolled her eyes.

“You know my new weapon?” “Oh, I know him all too well,” Direken replies, a dangerous smirk twisting his mouth. “He once belonged to my kingdom, but he defected to that hedonistic kingdom of Altinna. He’s part of the princess’s disgusting harem.” I should have seen this coming, should have realized that Direken would have shown up here. I curse the holes in my Sight, my arrogance in thinking Direken would go back to Ambrosia. I should have anticipated his alliance with the Oceanans.

I nodded, slowly sipping the finest espresso I had ever had in my life. “Wyatt, I have chosen you to be part of my harem.” “I heard that part. I don't know what that means, but I did hear that part.” “It means a lot of things. It means I am asking you to be part of my family, my love, my life, for as long as you live. You will never need anything, never want for anything. You want a blonde? A brunette? Both? You got it. Just like this library. And more. You will never yearn for dig sites. You will never beg yourself to go back to study. It will all be right here, for you. It means that I will love you as my own, my darling sweet archaeologist.”

the way home. When I confronted her, she retorted, "Do you think I wanted to suddenly become directionally challenged? It's because you're always making a fuss over nothing, keeping me on edge all day, that I ended up developing this rare condition. "And of course, I helped Josh when he came back looking for a job. Claude, you're a college lecturer, so can't you keep your thoughts from being so twisted? Since when can't men and women have a purely platonic friendship?