Spiderman Harem Novels & Stories

Lucy yang kini berusia 7 tahun hidup berdua dengan Esmelth miliknya. Mereka berdua tinggal di pinggir Hutan Lugia agar jauh dari pusat keramaian. Lucien benar-benar tidak ingin Lucy terluka karena ulah manusia lainnya.Lucien terlihat memang memanjakan Lucy, tetapi semua itu memanglah keinginannya. Memanjakan masternya sendiri bukanlah hal sulit untuknya, terlebih lagi kini ia akhirnya memiliki master meski seorang anak kecil yang tidak bisa memakai sihir, tetapi diberkahi mana yang berlimpah.

“That’s a wrap, this little rogue has been sold for eight hundred thousand dollars,” the woman cheered. She came towards me with an evil smirk. “Please,” I whispered. “You’re so tough, dear child, your new master will enjoy taming you,” she grinned before I felt a prick in my neck. “Ow! What did…” I didn't finish my question before a wave of dizziness hit me and I passed out. *** Mia faces a heart-wrenching choice to save her mother. Betrayed by her own family, she finds herself imprisoned and at the mercy of a ruthless captor. But hope flickers in the form of two brothers who come to her rescue, revealing a hidden world she never knew existed. As Mia grapples with her newfound destiny and a forbidden love that could unravel everything, she must outsmart her pursuer and navigate a treacherous path to secure her family's future. Will she escape the clutches of darkness and rewrite her own fate?

Jamie is a lonely girl running from monsters of her nightmares. Desperate, she disguises herself and becomes the only girl in an all-boys boarding school. The problem? in the mysterious and formidable Ironcrest Academy, she is not the only one with a secret identity … but more? Will her true identity be safe, and can Jamie survive the training to uncover the mystery of what killed her family?

Two formidable Lycans are hot on our trail, determined to claim us as their mates. Crescent Moon cowardly slaughtered the Eclipse Howlers, when I found my dying Luna-mother, she made me promise to deliver the mysterious box in her hand to the King and Queen of the Royal Kingdom of Werewolves when I turned eighteen. Xanne, the Beta's hybrid daughter, and me, still minors, are the only survivors of the massacre. But the desperate Lycans, who have searched for their mates for years, sensed us early on, leaving us no choice but to flee from their grasp. Until we deliver the box, we have no time for anything else, and the mates will need to wait until we are of age. But the chase intensifies, and they do everything in their power to catch up with us on our way to the Kingdom. In the end, we have to submit to this powerful divine race. Four fated mates arrive at the Palace, where Eon, a rebel and son of the Royal Chief Warrior, awaits us. When we meet him, the mate bond kicks in again, creating a new bond that baffles us, leading to unprecedented challenges in our relationships. Deception and intrigue tear us apart, pups are traded for power, until we are forced to reveal the secrets that take place between the Palace walls...

Since her father passed away ten years ago, Lexi Mitchell has lived a simple life with her mother. As Lexi's 18th birthday approached, her mother told her that she planned to remarry. Lexi readily supported her decision and was happy for her mother, Jessica. Weeks later, Lexi moved to a new pack with her mother, and besides her stepfather, Lexi met two familiar faces, Nolan and Nathaniel. The two bad-boy brothers who used to bully Lexi in school turned out to be her stepbrothers.

“You like your holes getting wrecked by our c*cks at the same time, right?” Axel growled at the same time he hit that spot, one that made me dizzy with intense pleasure and made me moan around his brother’s c*ck. Ashley has always known hell at the hands of her triplet stepbrothers. Her mother’s affair with their mother drove her to her death and they’re determined to make her life a living hell. And that, they did to the maximum. Until they realize that they all share a fated mate and she’s no one other than Ashley. She rejects them and now, they must fight tooth and nail to prove themselves to her as worthy of her forgiveness and love. This is a dark romance with bully themes and with HEA.

When her body is branded as a mere commodity... and her heart is shackled by two powerful female Alphas. Merin, a broken Omega, is dragged into a world where pain is the primary language. She is possessed by Aries, a raging blizzard who uses violence to assert her ownership, and trained by Lisena, a seductive flame who uses sweet punishments to melt her heart. Beneath the shadow of chains and the tip of a whip... amidst whimpers held back until her body trembles, fear transforms into burning desire, and submission becomes the only way for her to feel ‘valued.’ When the cage that confines her is not of steel, but the embrace of the two Alphas, and the only freedom left is to surrender her whole heart to this twisted ‘love’... how will this three-way bondage end? “Whose body is this... Speak your owner's name.”

Vania, gadis muda yang baru masuk dalam dunia kerja. Dunia kerja pastinya berbeda dengan sekolah atau kuliah, tapi setidaknya atasannya akan mendukung apa saja yang dilakukan Vania. Perdebatan antara sang atasan dengan adik pemilik perusahaan sering terjadi, membuat suasana menjadi tidak nyaman. Andreas adalah atasan Vania, bukan atasan langsung tapi yang mendukung semua kegiatan serta keputusannya. Kedekatan mereka memberikan ketertarikan satu sama lain, Vania yang polos diluar masuk dalam pesona Andreas yang statusnya adalah duda. Vania melupakan latar belakang Andreas, semua berita tentang pria itu dan banyak yang lain. Akankah Vania akan masuk dalam permainan Andreas atau dia membuat permainannya sendiri?

On her wedding night, Moza gave herself to the man she believed was her husband. ​But as the heat of their passion lingered in the dark, a gravelly, unfamiliar whisper shattered her heart: ​"I am satisfied. You have finally healed me." ​That voice didn't belong to her husband. ​In a single night, Moza’s life was destroyed. Stripped of her dignity, she was divorced and cast out into the cold, carrying the secret child of a stranger she had never seen. ​Four years later, Moza returns. ​She is no longer the broken girl they discarded. Steeled by a mother’s love and a thirst for the truth, she infiltrates the legendary Limantara Mansion. But she doesn't come back as a wife or a socialite, she comes back as their maid. ​Inside the mansion’s walls, she is at the mercy of five brothers. The Limantara heirs are the city’s most dangerous predators: handsome, ruthless, and intoxicatingly powerful. ​Somewhere among these five masters hides the man who took her innocence... and the father of her son. ​Now, trapped in their world and bound by their rules, Moza must play a deadly game of cat and mouse. Will she find the man who ruined her life and take her revenge? Or will she end up truly owned by the very men she’s supposed to destroy?

I was nineteen the first time Cole Whitfield broke me. Not with cruelty. With a single word. Why. Not did you — why. Like the answer was already settled and he just wanted the story to make sense. I told him the truth anyway. He said nothing that mattered. So I picked up my bag, walked out of his apartment, and decided that a man who trusted a rumor over two years of me wasn’t worth a correction. I spent the next two years becoming someone I actually liked. New city. Graduate program. A published paper with my name on it. I was done with Cole Whitfield in every way a person can be done. Then I walked into Seminar Room 114 and he was sitting right there, gray eyes already on the door, like some part of him knew. I sat down. I opened my notebook. I did not look up. Here’s the thing about studying how people form beliefs: you understand exactly why he believed it. That doesn’t mean you forgive it. That doesn’t mean two years of silence disappear because he’s learned how to look at you like he’s sorry. He wants a conversation. I want my degree. But the campus is small, the seminar table is round, and the boy who broke my heart at nineteen is doing everything right at twenty-one — and I’m starting to understand that composed isn’t the same thing as healed. I hate that I still know the exact sound of his voice.