Werewolf Reverse Harem Books Novels & Stories

In her place sat the queen of an empire my brother had built, with a man feared throughout the packs by my side. Roland is now free from his curse. His handsome face now always greets anytime and anyone he meets. And apparently, as the Black Moon Pack, the Blue Star Pack, and Rose Sky Pack no longer have Alphas with them, it all now belongs to me. I am Farrah Sewell, the newly crowned Alpha Queen, the Queen of all werewolves, blessed by the Moon Goddess—and Roland is my beastly mate who was once a cursed troll. THE END

To everyone still enjoying this series, I thank you for your kindness. Your time. Your consideration for my stories. Weaving all these tales for you has been nothing short of a blessing. You are my greatest achievement and I applaud you for keeping up with my (sometimes) horrible writing habits. I want to tell you about the next book... the second last one in the series. Her Original Wolf. Unlike the previous three, this one will not be a reverse harem. But still spicy. This will be the book that defines the lore. The Origin Story of the Moon Goddess and how the wolves came to be.

I started flipping fast, eyes skimming every line. “This is torture,” my wolf grumbled. “We’re gonna die of boredom before we find anything.” “Keep reading,” I muttered, turning to another brittle page. I went through section after section, nothing useful, just warnings and failed spells and lists of dead healers. My neck ached, my eyes watered, but I kept going. “Give it up,” my wolf said. “It’s a waste.” “No,” I snapped, flipping harder. Then I stopped. One heading in faded red ink grasped my attention. My pulse kicked.

Trigger Warnings For This Book: This is a dark werewolf romance containing Violence, abuse, rape, betrayal, trouble in paradise, drugs, murder, assault, bondage, and a Reverse harem involving scenarios of b×g, b×b raw sex scenes, and slavery. ********************************* "Oh, fuck, Beta,' she moaned. "Go harder, I've been waiting for this, I can't believe you are my mate." She seductively said, biting her lower lip, holding her two breasts, fingering them, and seemed lost, her eyes kept opening and closing in lust.

She was suffering and it was our fault and now we were making it worse. “Does it make you uncomfortable, Blue?” Tristan asked, his fingers on her jaw. I saw her pupils dilate then her body swayed toward his touch even as her mind screamed to run. Something was reacting to all three of us at the same time which should NOT be possible. Shared mates were almost unheard of and human mates for Alpha bloods? Never been heard of. A human mate for THREE alpha-blood wolves? The Moon Goddess wouldn’t be that cruel. But I felt something every time I touched her. That click of rightness like finding something I didn’t know I was missing.

So surely whatever this is won't extend to his daughter. He wasn’t gonna wait for any of his mistresses to give birth; he has to secure his son’s future first. “Oh moon goddess of the 100th century, I call on you. Your servant is in need of you. I journeyed through a thousand seas to get here, come down to the breath of the strongest community.” He took a deep breath and looked around, concluding that this might not work. He shreds his cloth off, then sets it aside. In a few seconds, his bones were snapping as his wolf took over. His black wolf stood big and tall on the flat surface mountain as he broke into a howl. He repeated this twelve consecutive times, just like the witch had instructe

Dear readers, we're gradually coming to the end of this book. I'd love to let you know that I'm so grateful for the gift of you. If you like Paranormal romance\reverse harem involving other types of creatures like Ice elementals. Dragon shifters, Incubus, Casters, blood Fae, werewolf, lion, bear shifters. You can check my new book: "PRINCESS AND HER FOUR PRINCES". It is such a lovely read, and it will be well worth your time.

She sits down next to me, hushing Marta and Gudrun who tries to apologize for saying too much. "Today you would probably call these shapechangers for werewolves, but back when Tordis called down the curse, they were called hamram. Not to mix them up with the fantasy monsters from books and movies, we have kept this name". Siri leaned over the table, grabbing a sandwich. Hamram simple means a human who are able to change their skin. They are very much real, and it is our calling to stop them". "How can you..win against werewolves ? Aren't they like huge wolf men with very scary teeth ?" I remember my dream. "They do, they have huge teeth". I start slightly hyperventilating.

I was actually worried the knowledge might somehow repel her from me. My mind reeled at the strange twist of events. This could be a stroke of luck. Snuggling next to me was an original vympire that had an original lycanthrope as her protector. Perhaps they knew the answer for Bruce’s situation. Lycanthrope or werewolf, it mattered little to me what to call it. If they could help I needed to make friends with Garth, and quickly.

My head was on the verge of crashing with all those mysteries that my Dad has left. I, Debra Hemlock, the daughter of the Drake Hemlock(Alpha) and Druisilla Hemlock(Luna) detest the entire rules and order of my father’s Pack. I know I m one of their kind. Ya their kind which they proudly represent as werewolves whereas I m ashamed by my own kind and somehow they are ashamed by me. My grandma was a kind-hearted woman, and she would be with me if only my father hadn’t declared war against the vampires from Goldenwood.