Spiderman X Harem Novels & Stories

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.

My in-game ID in "Galaxy Rim" was "Moonwalker," and I was the top-paying mage on the entire server. Half a month ago, my Alien-brand computer had been sent in for repairs, so I had borrowed Stacy's cheap laptop once. I never expected her to secretly save my password. Not only did she steal my account, but she also secretly saved my aesthetic social media photos that were only visible for three days, used them to present herself as a rich and beautiful girl, and started flirting with multiple players in the game at once.

What is unfathomable to me is that he has the fucking balls to demand that out of me. "A reverse harem? With me? And my adopted brothers?" I take a menacing step towards him. He could tell, that a woman enraged and seething like me shouldn't be messed with. He takes a cowardly step back as well. It only confirms with me that he isn't sure why he said it out loud either.

18 + VERY, VERY, VERY STRONG KINKY, DIRTY, FREAKY, NASTY FUCK SCENE AHEAD. CHAPTERS 46 AND 47 WILL BE HELLFIRE HOT. SO FOR ALL YOU HALO WEARING LASSES AND LADS, PLEASE SKIP THOSE TWO CHAPTERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU'VE BEEN MOTHERFUCKING WARNED.

I studied how Xariana and one of her fellow hunters sprayed luminol around the apartment in which we stood. The apartment was a series of small rooms with tables inside of each. I'd seen the setup before, knew it intimately. It was the perfect place to create snuff films that could stream their content out into the dark web, made to accrue revenue from the pain others endured.

Spider explained but my eyes were already on the file, my brows creasing together as I stared at one information to another Hazel Williams, twenty-eight years old, owns a boutique here in NYC. My hand dug into my scalp as I read her information one after the other, my eyes shifting to another ID of her that Spider must have gotten, she looked way older here with dark brown hair, cascading down her shoulder. She was not on glasses right here but you could tell it was the same person on the previous ID

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

“I even had to send you a text message.” “So, it was you,” Shadow uttered in a deadly serious tone as she was not in the mood to entertain the other. “Of course, it was me,” Spider answered proudly, running her fingers over her Dutch braid. ‘What do you want?” Shadow asked, signaling her aides to step back. “Hm?” Spider tilted her head. “What do I want, you ask?” With a quick jump, she landed on the ground. Dusting the invisible dust off her arm, she looked at Shadow. “I wanna spar with you. And maybe, make you mine?”

Allen yelled back annoyed as he wriggled against the threads. “Oh, come now partner. I came to rescue you, didn’t I?” she replied. Smirking at his predicament briefly, Chiri then threw the knife in her hand. Slicing the threads on Allen’s arm. He wasted no time to fire another shot at the monster. This time hitting her directly, the spider-woman screeched as the symbols of a hex began to appear across her body. Carving themselves into her skin and extremities, the creature curled into herself.

“You see, we’ve been here for almost a decade. We are demon hunters that were sent to this side of the Underworld to exterminate as many demons as we could so that none of them would get strayed to the other side, the Mortal World. But we are trapped in here for so many years because the portal we got in had closed… and the only one that was left open is that huge crack in the sky, which is beyond our capabilities to reach.” Xeno’s face is serious while listening to the explanation of Sherman, his right thumb and forefinger caressing his chin as he focuses on the words. “Xeno said he caught a scent just like yours. I think it’s the parka’s smell—” “Are you saying we stink?!” Markan interject