Novel & Cerita Why Choose Vs Reverse Harem

You are being chosen to join the harem to help relieve warriors. The harem ended years ago and was stopped by the current lycan king's father. It was never supposed to happen again. Everyone believed and thought it to be abolished. The way they selected through the females was repulsive. They would find the healthiest ones from each pack, and I'm not talking about their health. I'm speaking about their female parts. They looked for women who had luscious breasts and plump butts.

he does that and Astrid tries to calm her racing heart again. "So I just come here and I am supposed not to care when I am not around? I know you are the king. I do know! But... No one wants to share their loved one..." Astrid covers her mouth, realizing what she just stayed. Loved... Loras stares at her, his face frozen in shock. "Hypothetically!" Astrid shouts and Loras laughs at her embarrassment. "Well, hypothetically, I don't think anyone can. This is why the harem is created the way it is. So no love can flourish. Favorites have wealth and status as long as they give up love. It has worked so for decades."

He got up and made his way back to his desk, then gave his simple and blunt reply, “Then it was not Selene's plan, Son.” Selene was the name of our moon Goddess. Legends had it, that she planned out all of our future mates. She tried to pair up one werewolf with another that would complement them perfectly and make them stronger. It was said that she picked out the most ideal person for you, so that your bond would never be broken.

Darcelle's POV: HR had three people from temp agencies waiting outside my office. Each held a stack of resumes. I just fired six staff, so I needed new ones fast. Empty desks wouldn't do. I pointed at the first one, a nervous guy in a cheap suit. "Show me resumes. I need admins who don't sleep with married men. Send them today. "He stuttered, then spread papers across my desk.The second rep, a smart woman in a blazer stepped up.

If I was going to think about something, it needed to be far from their piercing eyes. I walked over to the bookshelf, my fingers gliding along the spines, looking for anything to distract me. But then, a flashy cover caught my eye. A pear surrounded by three bananas. The title was suggestive, and just reading the blurb was enough to get it: reverse harem. A new subgenre that was gaining popularity. I swallowed hard. Was the universe mocking me? On impulse, I grabbed the book and hid it behind a few others on the shelf. I’d come back for it later, alone, and take it to my room. To cover my tracks, I picked up a random poetry book.

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

He drew a deep breath and added, "I don't want to stay just your teammate. I want to be your boyfriend." As soon as he finished, Shadowfang shoved him aside. The silver-haired rebel's face turned red as he protested loudly, "There has to be a first-come, first-served rule here! I was the first one you beat into submission, Heather. If you are going to date anyone, it should be me!" Reviver adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, smiling with an air of refined menace. "Heather, both my healing and my heart will be reserved for you alone from now on."

“Don’t invite Alphas. Just invite Betas. That way she gets to marry a Beta and not an Alpha.” I frown down at her. “What’s wrong with marrying a Beta?” “Nothing, my love. Just a Beta is well suited to take care of that sexually starved minx. If she has a taste of what I get, she won’t give the Alphas a second thought,” she says. I feel my face warm up and my heartbeat quickens. “Really?” “Of course,” she answers.

“I want him. All of him. Exclusively. I don’t do reverse harems. I don’t want to share. If he’s got someone else, even if it’s just in his past..I…I can’t. I want to be the only one he looks at like that. The only one he touches. The only one he whispers to on the ice.” Isla tilted her head, smile softening. “Babe, reverse harem isn’t a crime. Some people make it work. Multiple loves, multiple connections. It’s not always betrayal.” “Maybe for some people,” I said firmly. “Not for me. I’m greedy. I want him to myself. Completely. If he’s still hung up on that woman in the portrait, if he’s the kind of man who keeps hearts in rotation, I’ll walk away. It’ll hurt like hell, but I’ll do it.”

He suddenly pointed at Clodia and yelled, "I get it now! It's because of her! You're just jealous and driven mad with anger, so you deliberately chose Aldo just to spite me! You'd better take back your proposal this instant, Eva!" He stared at me, absolutely certain that I would change my mind and turn around any second. I looked at Simone's delusional, frantic state and scoffed derisively. "You think I did this to spite you? You think too highly of yourself, Simone. I chose Aldo because he's far superior to you." Aldo stood beside me and slipped the ring onto his finger. He looked over the crowd with a commanding presence fit for a true ruler, his gaze sweeping across the entire hall.