Reverse Harem Werewolf Books Novels & Stories

body still refused to yield to her pleas . Her attempt was once again a futile one. Her eyelids had not opened a bit. She was running out of time. Derek kept on roaring like he was going to die. Though she was very afraid, she knew at the same time that she might just be the only way to salvage the whole situation. Her heart broke the moment she heard Derek trying to justify why he killed those people. That chamber had a memory that he could not yet get over. The alpha king needed to be helped. He needed help desperately, most especially at the moment. The sounds of things that had been smashed on the floor kept on tearing the air apart. Yes. This was the right moment to do the needful. She

he asked softly. “It’s exciting,” I said with a nervous giggle. “I mean, let’s admit it… werewolves have an undeniable sexiness about them. You’re already one of the sexiest males I know. I can’t wait to see how hot you become. I’ll be beating females from you left and right.” Luthias chuckled while burying his face in my hair. “How much do you know about the laws of Verso?” he asked while keeping his face buried.

It’s fine, completely normal to have your own undead army. My brain flat-out refuses to process the scene in front of me. I mean, sure, I’ve seen weird things lately… Paige glowing, Paige pulsing magic through our bond, Paige marking Parker without a bite like some kind of celestial tattoo artist… but this? Nine grown-ass wolves who died violently, resurrected, and apparently now swearing fealty? I feel faint, actually faint, but I don’t faint. I doubt my mate will let me even if I wanted to. Parker is frozen beside me, his hand automatically gripping Paige’s waist like he can ground her, or maybe he’s grounding himself. I honestly can’t tell.

The guys might not be with me then, we might have become strangers by then but I still want to do it and I will. "Bethany, you sell yourself too short. I assure you that whatever you put out will be good. You seem to forget that you have earned yourself a loyal reader base. They will read what you put out and I am sure it will be good. Hit me with a little preview." She told me excitedly. I smiled. "It's a reverse harem. Three guys, one woman, werewolf, and a lot of erotics." I told her. I blushed when I spoke about the erotic contents of the book. I already know there will be a lot. I have had more sex in the past two weeks than I have had in my whole twenty-nine and half years before I met

Of Trent and the other wolf, there was no sign. Did they still follow? Had Roderick's pets caught them? As twilight gave way to night, she trembled as she wondered how long they had until the vampire himself found them. I don't want to think about Roderick. Not when escape finally seemed a possibility. She focused instead on the man carrying her. While he didn't inspire the same kind of tingle Darren and Trent had, she still felt something, a little shock more along the lines of that she'd experienced with David. It was totally weird. In the past, her boyfriends had never given her electric shocks when they touched. Could the odd sensation have to do with their wolf status? A weird kind of p

And in this case, there were perks of us being werewolves. “She didn’t want to go back to the hospital,” I explained. “Her wolf just wanted to be out in nature for a while, and she didn’t want to be alone.” Realization slowly dawned on them as no werewolf would want to be cooped up in a small hospital room. Besides, we thrived on closeness, and when we were scared or wounded, we leaned on stronger wolves to protect us – someone we trusted. And more often than not, those wolves were our ranked leaders. So her curled up in my lap made more and more sense in a non-sexual way... “I think the drugs also finally kicked in, and she fell asleep,” I continued, hoping that my smile put them more at ea

He was from the Asttland kingdom far away from here. The third man was named Zephyr, a spiritual, otherworldly seer with the ability to communicate with the gods as it was typical of his people from far in the south. The last on the scroll was Thorne of the sword. Thorne was a passionate, intense sorcerer with a talent of pyromancy. These were the four men I was expected to look out for. I have never met any of these men before my entire life, and I wondered what meeting them tonight would be. Would they agree to be with me because I'm a Queen or because they actually want to be with me?

Chapter 5: The Shadow Within With each passing day, Emilia's bond with Ryder deepened, their love blossoming amidst the shadows of Ravenwood. But as they reveled in the fleeting moments of stolen passion, a dark cloud loomed on the horizon, threatening to shatter their fragile happiness. Emilia and Ryder's hunt as werewolves was exhilarating. They chased down prey under the moonlight, their senses heightened, their bond growing stronger. They could feel each other's thoughts, anticipate each other's moves. They were a team, a unit, a pack.

“Tell me how it is that you came to be in Havermouth, and how cuffs made by a magic we agreed would never again be used are being put upon the wrists of werewolves here.” Meguitte covered her face with her hands. “The Van Helsings known as Sparrow’s true name is Logan Wren,” she said, her hand dropping to reveal that she was weeping. “When he was barely more than a child, his sister became involved with a werewolf. The werewolf tried to turn her, but it did not work. She only partially turned. She fled to her home, more beast than person, and killed her parents, and wounded Logan.”

“Good.” She poured him tea and watched him closely. “The minor packs are beginning to shift their loyalty. Lady Morwen is gathering wolves in the east. And inside Silvermark, fear is spreading.” Herold leaned forward. “And Caierre?” Esmeralda’s fingers tightened around the cup. “He is still alive,” she said. “But broken. The bond is gone. The Alpha rejected him. His heart is now wounded. A wounded wolf is easy to guide, that poor thing.”