Reverse Harem Werewolf Books Novels & Stories

Jacob asks. Ethan grabs his shoulder, squeezing it to show support, "because Dave made his own choice back then. He didn't want to be one of us, but one of them." Jacob sighs, knowing Ethan Is right. Hybrids of his kind were common in the past with no boundaries between werewolves and vampires marrying each other just then they find it hard to control themselves from killing because their vampire side is stronger than their wolf.

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

The swaying of their hips made their dicks swirl around inside my pussy, making me feel a slightly different sensation. "Focus on me, Nina!" Doctor Chris said. His lips reached for mine once more and crushed them. "Don't ignore me, Nina! You know how much I hate being ignored, right?" Mr. Edward said. He forced me to break Doctor Chris's kiss so he could kiss me. I was enjoying this so much, every touch and kiss, every sway and thrust of my hips drove me wilder. I was just a woman who was crazy about sex. ***

The Pack's Triquetra is Book 2 of the Series, which begins with The Pack's Secret Keeper. **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. ** Havermouth, Eight Years Before Heath’s mother was crying.

I cried and begged for my grandmother or Gwendoline, only to discover they’d returned to the kitchen to help my grandfather when the battle renewed. Splinters of furniture flew above my head as Charles and Luthias growled, snarled, punched, and wrestled. Sometimes they twisted and moved so quickly they were nothing but a blur and other times they moved almost in slow motion. I was just beginning to wonder if Luthias would manage to be the victor when I saw his powerful fist drive deep into Charles’s chest. He pulled my sadistic vampire husband’s heart from his chest, just as he had in my dream. Almost simultaneously, the commotion of the battle stopped... as did my heart.

I followed him through the long hallway taking note of the turns we took to start ascending down a few stairs I didn't know of until we reached some huge, wooden double doors giving off a medieval but a classy aesthetic of the hidden treasure behind. My excitement couldn't be measured. And he opened the door and my there laid heaven. My eyes widened with my mouth agape at the beautiful closed authentic space. The man next to me offered me a smile at the way my eyes lit up at the sight. And I sighed. Geek heaven. Stepping in to run my fingertips over the covers noticing that most of them were either tragic romances, autobiographies and historical books , horror and suspense novels. The ones t

“But Roman is convinced this will make our streak stronger, and he’s our alpha. We have to at least go through the motions.” “How?” he asked. “How will making me part of your… harem... make our streak stronger?” She lifted one shoulder gracefully. “Supposedly it strengthens the magic that binds a streak together.” He sighed. It was taking everything he had to resist her—as if something about her had become more attractive, more alluring, when she became the Alpha Mate for his streak. “I don’t know if I can take sharing you,” he whispered. “I understand.” Her shoulders drooped, and she moved toward the bedroom alone. Her misery cried out to him.

"What was it you wanted to talk with me about?" "Oh yes. It's about your elf magic mixed with your werewolf's." She started pulling paper out in front of her.again. I pictured her staying up late at the library looking through scrolls and books. "There aren't many books on the matter as Elves and wolves don't usually mate. It is rare to be mated to another supernatural species." "That makes sense." I took a seat at the table beside her.

And love had chosen them back. The curse was gone. The packs were whole. And in Elara’s womb, a new heartbeat answered the dawn. The werewolf’s bride had become the werewolf’s mother. And the story, after so much blood, so much darkness, finally found its light.

"I would presume it would be more like a friends-with-benefits situation." "But?" I pressed, knowing there was more. "You mentioned something about my healing nature last night, didn't you?" "I did," he admitted. "This needs a little more context to make sense." He took a drink of his water before continuing. "I'm sure you understand that those that serve together in the service tend to form a brotherhood. A deeper bond than most individuals would." I nodded in agreement and understanding. "In our fire-team, there were only four of us: Riley, Tristan, Ash and I. We spoke a lot about our pasts, our traumas, our struggles and fears. We also spoke about our dreams and our futures. As well as th