Ugly Womans Harem Code Novels & Stories

It was a good thing everyone knew that werewolf males could not impregnate anyone other than their mates, or she would have framed me for impregnating her. "Have her be a servant under Miss Evie for a month," I ordered. "During the one month, she is to do whatever it is Miss Evie ask her to do. Failure to compile with even one of the orders should lead to her getting ten strokes of the cane for each order she refuses." "Thank you for your mercy!" She cried. "Hurry up and get lost!" Gamma Samuel told her. She scrambled out of the meeting hall after that. Once she was out and the matter had died down, I got up from my seat. I was supposed to talk about something else with the pack's Elders, bu

I clenched my jaw and tightened my hold on Tiberius’ arm, feeling his and August’s rage boil. ‘Let me at them. How dare they suggest we cheat on our mate! To allow anyone but him to touch us! I’ll rip their wrinkled heads off!’ Nina snarled in my head. “Allow me to make this very clear. I will not now nor ever cheat on my mate.” I narrowed my eyes at the four old bitches. “The mate bond is a sacred gift from the Goddess, and to allow anyone but my mate to touch me is to spit in Goddess’s eye and cause unspeakable suffering to my love.”

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

Now he got married to a middle aged millionaire and most probably got here as her plus one. Noah stepped half in front of me, voice low and dangerous. “Walk away.” Mace’s eyes flicked to him, then back to me. “Still need three men to fight your battles, huh? Pathetic.” I opened my mouth to answer but a soft voice cut through. “Darcelle Vance?” I turned. An older woman in her late sixties with her silver hair in an elegant chignon, navy gown, pearl earrings stood smiling warmly. I recognized her instantly. It was Margaret Hale, founder of Hale Global Logistics.

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They fought back with all their might, but against the overwhelming numbers and ferocity of the werewolves, their resistance proved feeble and futile. Jeremy, leading the charge, guided Celeste into the heart of the control room, the nerve center of the diabolical experiments. In a frenzy of determination, he wrecked havoc on the computers, reducing them to twisted metal and sparks, while Celeste stood by his side in unwavering support, a steadfast guardian in the chaos.

Derek, still looking like he was about to attack us at any moment, simply gave him a sideward glare before he roamed his eyes toward each of us girls – one by one. “A harem? A hunt? Since when do we have these? Who are these girls and where exactly did you ‘hunt’ them?” Lucas, Vivienne and the other woman present in the hall exchanged uncomfortable glances. It was Vivienne who eventually answered the question. “They’re humans abducted from the outside world. We hunt humans from the outside world to become slaves here, to do the work necessary. Those who prove to be useless are fed on. The choicest and most beautiful among the captives are kept by the Elite as part of what we began calling a

I handed him the book. "A reverse harem romance," he read aloud. "What's a reverse harem?" He asked. "A reverse harem is one where there are many men satisfying one woman, instead of many women for one man; a harem in reverse," I informed him. He continued reading the publicity blurb on the back of the book. "'I was a virgin when the earth was captured in an interstellar war. I was stripped, enslaved and auctioned off to ten alien warriors who helped subdue our world. I was claimed and ravished in the most reprehensible ways imaginable. They set about mastering my maiden body and instructing me what it means to belong to them absolutely. They bought me to use me, but in my heart I know they

Even though it's technically mid-day training hours and the dorms should be a ghost town, my enhanced hearing picks up something the second Arlo and I step out of the elevator on the third floor. Arlo stiffens beside me, his face turning the color of a tomato. "Do you...hear that?" he whispers. "Yep." We turn the corner of the hallway and stop. Directly in front of room 306, a couple is tangled together in a passionate, aggressive embrace. The woman has her back pressed against my door. She is stunning, with curves that could cause traffic accidents. Two obsidian, curved horns sprout from her dark hair, and a long, slender tail with a plump, heart-shaped tip wraps around her partner's thigh.

"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.