Novel & Cerita Reverse Harem Webtoon

I jerk up with a scream. Light floods my vision and I’m momentarily blinded. Behind my closed eyes, stark images assault me. My near-death replays vividly, even when my eyes fly open I see it. To my greatest surprise, I’m not in a hospital. I recognize the large windows and white walls—I’m back home. “Honey, are you okay?” I look up to see Dorian rushing in. My immediate instinct is to shrink away. Dorian is here!

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.

"Live, my daughter. Get your revenge. I bind you to the demon's chosen. He will protect you until you can protect yourself. This is my last gift. My last fight for you." With the last of her strength, she pushed me, not back toward the Moon Shade lands, but sideways, through the barrier. I fell toward a different light, a different place. Whitemore territory. I fell toward a body lying broken and still at the base of a cliff. Valerie's body. And I woke up inside her skin. Back in Hermlock's Study A searing, white-hot pain shot up my arms. It was so sudden, so fierce, I gasped out loud, my eyes flying open.

I replied, taking a step back, "but I'd rather take my chances than trust you." He lunged forward, his hand reaching for my throat. Time seemed to slow as I braced myself, but before his fingers could close around my neck, a blur of motion intercepted him. A powerful figure collided with Astaroth, sending him crashing to the ground. The impact shook the chamber, dust raining down from the ceiling. I blinked, heart racing, as the blur resolved into a massive wolf with fur as brown as mud—Rolo. Inside my mind, Sage erupted with excitement, her voice echoing loudly.

I moan loudly, as my body begins to tremble, making him moan against me as Salem moans from behind me at the sight of us. I feel as Levi trembles under me, his moan vibrating against my pussy as he fills Salem's mouth with his cum while continuing to eat me out as I cum one final time. Finally letting me go, I instantly flop down next to him, my body completely spent. Levi pulls both me and Salem into his chest as Salem lays on the other side of him and I reach my hand across his chest to hold onto Salem's as we all lay there tiredly. "That was even more amazing than I ever could have imagined. Thank you both so much." Salem murmurs breathlessly.

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.

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.

But I guess you probably knew that already. Damien Blackwood: Is Rafe all right with the arrangement? A little birdy told me you used to be engaged. Harper Ward: Not this birdy! But yes, he’s actually excited for me. I’m a rebel now! Damien Blackwood: As every good artist should be. All right, I’ll talk to you soon. Harper Ward: Later! I put my phone back down and rinse out my hair. I turban it on top of my head as I step out of the shower. I’m just reaching for my lilac lotion when my phone goes off again.

"Should I mention that the woman is lucky if she gets caught by one man and not all of them? If more than one man catches the woman, she belongs to them all." Thank the Moon Goddess; we're so damn possessive. Werewolves don't tend to share their partners unless it's a special case, but even on those occasions, consent is essential. I reach for her hand. "So, it turns into forced reverse harem activity?" "Exactly. To each their own, but the forced part isn't quite something anyone would enjoy, right?" I nod, eager to learn more.

Is it wrong that I don't feel shocked or repelled by all of this? I actually felt surprisingly turned on. The strength that Tristan had was amazing, and he looked like a God. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion and I just stood there staring at him in complete awe, as he slowly choked Landon unconscious. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I like this so damn much? And why did I enjoy beating the hell out of Amber? Not to mention, how in the hell did I beat her up? She's a werewolf and I'm... Well, I'm just me, a normal, human girl, right? Something definitely isn't right.