Reverse Harem Webtoon Novels & Stories

“Find another way or we do it together. Those are the only options.” Five seconds. I looked at her. At the woman who had turned around after four minutes. At everything. “Together,” I said. The window peaked. **** I activated the reversal fully. Not the partial hold I’d been maintaining — the full opening, the complete inversion of the outward channel, everything I had pointed in the wrong direction from what thirty years of binding had made my body want to do. The chamber responded. The white runes surged — brighter than before, brighter than the convergence had made them, the specific brightness of a system being run in reverse generating heat it wasn’t designed to manage.

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.

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.

My hooded eyes seized my fantasy as the car halted with the Verticolli mansion standing proudly as Marcella and Giovanni moved to greet us from the main entrance. And I sighed trying to keep my hard-on at bay but failed terribly and I heard my brothers and Lio chuckle at my misery. Dipshits. I flipped them off getting out of the car with an irritated scoff. - After greeting the Verticollis, we each headed to our assigned rooms to change. I entered with my suitcase to pick up some clothes and take a much-needed cold shower to tame my hardened cock. I undressed stepping into the warm water cascading down my back, a relieved sigh left my parted lips but my thoughts from before caught up to me a

5. Inheritance Whore Chapter One I signed the contract two days ago in my grandfather’s lawyer’s stuffy office. The paper was thick, the ink black and final. To get my inheritance—the billion-dollar trust fund that was supposed to be mine on my twenty-second birthday—I had to become their shared whore for one full month. My three cousins: Tristan, Louis, and Damien. The entitled, gorgeous bastards who’d always looked at me like I was something to devour. If I refused, the money went to charity. If I accepted, I belonged to them completely. Mouth, cunt, ass, every hole, every hour they wanted me. No limits. No safe words. Just raw, filthy use.

I happened to use a computer in the library right after Hazel, and when I saw the dirty things she had left on the g****e search history, I knew the perfect way to bait her ass. She was reading an article about “BDSM fantasies”, and right after, she seemed to have gone through a couple of gangbang clips with surprisingly rough and domineering acts. Learning that she was a dirty whore underneath all that neediness made me want her even more. So I set to work on creating a trap that she couldn’t resist. I created a website that matched people with others who have nasty fantasies, then I hacked into her phone and tweaked her algorithm so that the website would pop up on her search engine in the

I slid down against it shaking so hard my teeth chattered. They’d planned it! All of it. They touched me just enough to trigger the bond then humiliated me in front of everyone for not understanding why I feel what I felt. It isn’t fucking normal. And I couldn’t even defend myself because they were right. My body had betrayed me and my own stepbrothers had destroyed me. Downstairs I could hear that the party has continued while I sat alone aching and broken and completely ruined. Because now everyone knew and smelled my arousal and there was no coming back from this.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

None of us had actually talked about forming bonds, but knowing Obsidian, he probably already bonded Vanya and Devrim. Devrim had a matching wound. When did that happen? “We will try to be back as soon as we can,” Devrim said. “Red is next door if you need anything.” My eyes darted away when Devrim dropped the towel. I suddenly felt uncomfortable with the fact that all of us were naked together. We were family, mated to Vanya, and it was bound to happen, but I wasn’t sure what to make of it. My brows dipped into a frown. Everything was so confusing at the moment. I just wanted things to return to normal.

“Ah, well, if his talking about the dominance rite, I wasn’t going to change that it is meant to be umm very heated for hours after my claiming for us of each male I claim in the Harem. Each rite is done one by one, so in the next week or so, the first male and my second would enter if we chose quickly to hold off the competition for at least the second position and Head of the Harem. You watch after breakfast, any of those who heard our roars last night will know that the main rite is complete, now the real games will begin. Who can show that they should be my second, the third doesn’t need to enter till about a week later, and so on. However, the first few of these rites will be the hardes

“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.