Re:zero Harem Novels & Stories

When Storm's whole family was murdered at a young age, she swore that she would avenge their deaths, every single one of the wolves involved, and see to it that they suffered as she did. In the years that follow, she transforms into an unstoppable hunter, with no one standing in her way until she finally finds one of the last on her list: the four pups. The Ridgewood boys are kings themselves, royals, and dangerous and they have mates. Storm's plan to infiltrate the boys, make them choose her, and make her their one and only mate starts to have cracks when she starts to find herself falling for the same men who watched her father being murdered and her life being torn apart. The boys are closer and closer to finding the real reason behind their strange connection and why it has intensified ever since the raven-haired wolf entered their life like a storm. Even after the deaths of their first chosen mates, the ones Storm killed to have the boys all to herself, they don't question the coincidences of events... until Storm starts to slip, her lies slipping out. Will the truth be so close that they will really find out who she is and why she is really in their lives? Will it be too late when storm realizes she can never destroy her lovers as they turn out to be her destined mates? Will true love prevail? **THE BOOK HAS GRAPHIC SEX SCENES, DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR NOT INTO REVERSE HAREM** *i do not take full credit of the book cover as it's not originally mine

“You look so hot with my brother’s cock down your throat,” Alex whispered darkly before pushing himself into my throbbing core. I moaned around Logan’s dick with his hand wrapped around my hair as my head bobbled up and down, taking all of him into my mouth. Across the room, Blake was watching us with a dark and heated expression, the evidence of his desire in the huge tent in his trousers. ******* Scarlett’s life took a drastic turn when she had to move in with her mother’s new family. She never expects to be caught up with her new step-brothers, especially when they're cold and callous to her and treat her like filth until in a twist of events, they realize that they’re all mated to her and would do anything to claim her, including becoming sworn enemies. ***** This is a reverse harem werewolf story and that means the Female lead will end up with more than one partner. This is also a dark-themed romance story where the leads pursue the FL in dark and unconventional ways.

What will you do if you somehow were able to travel between two world?. Harem? Wealth? Power? Adventure?... Sai Mies was able to travel between two worlds Earth and Fantasma, With that ability he swore to changed his mundane life to the better. Each steps he take will bring him closer to his aim, to become the most wealthiest and powerful man in both worldsP/s The image wasn't mine, i wil take it down if asked to. :) tq. also i was invited by the GoodNovel Team to post my works here, so i guess why not. I'm not an english speaker, jusy a heads up.

At the end of 2044, a start of new technological development took place, the cyborg mechanism. A world filled with the hazards and threats of global destruction started, along with the start of the war with an unknown alien species. The story starts after 89 years, in modern India, the protagonist is a 12-year-old, poor, spectacle-wearing, goofy-looking person trying to find a way to change the way the world sees him. He finds a way to do it, with a help of a system that he accidentally acquires while researching. Will he accept the system and its pledge to make his wish come true and save the world? Let's see. __________________________________________________________________________ Contact Email:gginokelvin26@gmail.com Instagram: gino kelvin Discord: Gino Kelvin#3569 https://discord.gg/QgGpErQf _______________________________________________________________________________

WARNING: This collection contains extreme dark romance, age gaps, possessive step-daddies, bratty step-brothers, shared mates, BDSM, Voyuerism, Exhibition, light bondage and other dark Kinks and zero limits. If you like your taboo thick, your men fighting over you, and your nights ending with you unable to walk... step right in. ~ ~ ~ Welcome to the house where 'Family' is just a word, and 'Sharing' is the only rule." You think you know what goes on behind closed doors? You have no idea. This isn’t just one story, it’s a collection of 40 Nights of Dripping Desires where bloodline doesn't matter, only the heat does. This is the ultimate forbidden anthology. It starts with just Him (The Step-Father), but it doesn't end there. By the end, you’re trapped in a web of possession, discipline, and double the trouble. WHAT’S INSIDE: Every story in this book is a collection of dirty secrets that gets progressively filthier: The Solo Sessions: Just you and Daddy. Pure, heavy, possessive "Daddy" energy. Zero limits on his patience, strict limits on your clothing. The Double Trouble: When they both decide you need to be "taken care of" at the same time. The Rivalry: Brother vs. Dad. Who gets to kiss you goodnight? Who gets to spank you? (Spoiler: You do). The Audience: Daddy teaches you a lesson while Brother watches... and joins in. Consensual? Yes. Forbidden? Always. Wet? No. It's soaking. You can dive in.

They're supposed to be forbidden. At least, it’s what I keep telling myself whenever I see them. Yet, when my once close friends of 18 yrs begin to drift away, I’m suddenly left standing, alone, even as they move into their new roles within the pack. My role being null and void, even with me being born the son of a Gamma. Always being told I’m useless as the pack treats me with zero respect. “Worthless Runt” “Freak” “Pathetic” Only a few choice words that my pack likes to use against me whenever they see me. And when becoming bruised and battered seems to be a newfound favorite I take a risk and try to flee only to be stopped by them. My future Alpha, Beta and Delta. “Where are you going?” “Out” “Uh huh sure, and you're taking that with you?” Snatching my bag, they move to look at me with knowing stares, a stare filled with longing, pain and purpose. “Give that back.” “I think not little mate, your ours, now and forever and were not letting go” Crap. I think things just got a whole lot more complicated than it needed to be.

I have tried to persuade my wife, Sandra Kimmel, to go to AnthoNIX's music concert with me 99 times now. On the 100th attempt, Sandra finally agrees to go with me. She then buys us two front row tickets. But during the concert, I am stopped outside the venue by the guards because I didn't have my ticket on me. I am then left standing there all alone, immaculately dressed as I am. None of my calls manage to go through to Sandra, not even when the concert comes to an end. News of Sandra and her sidepiece attending the concert and asking AnthoNIX to perform his hit song 'Night Blossom' then starts trending online. My heart shatters into a million pieces. I begin mourning the loss of my marriage.

18+ Explicit content, very explicit! Reader’s discretion fully advised! This is a collection of some of the steamiest, freakiest, and darkest fantasy. From reverse harem, to age gap to Bdsm, rough scenes, taboo relationships, supernatural, etc. It contains different collections of erotic short stories. If you're uncomfortable with it, please don't read. They say desire speaks a universal language… These stories prove it. What happens when touch is the only truth left? In this compilation of sensual short stories, women find connection in the most unexpected places.,. with strangers, with aliens, with the unknown parts of themselves. Each story peels back the layers of longing, blending sensuality with emotion, and desire with discovery. It’s not just about pleasure. It’s about awakening. This is a collection of short, intoxicating tales that blur the line between passion and danger, fantasy and reality. Every story burns with longing, breathes with temptation, and reminds you that surrender can be the most human thing of all.

There isn't any cure for migraines. But my billionaire wife, Ashley Weston, has not had a single migraine for years thanks to my daily massage with both hands. On the day I get into a car accident, I beg a passerby to call her to save me. She replies impatiently, "So you're resorting to such shameless tricks just because I won't answer your calls?" Through the phone comes the mocking laughter of her childhood friend, Jordan Hanson. My right hand is permanently fractured, and my left hand suffers from muscle weakness after the accident. A lawyer helps me draft a divorce agreement. With much difficulty, I sign it and send it to Ashley. On the day her head throbs with unbearable pain, she looks at my drooping hands and remains silent for a long time.

I am the biggest female drug lord in Riverdale, who gets shot in the head during a crackdown operation. As soon as the news breaks, the entire internet celebrates. People even crowdfund to take over a giant screen in the city square to display my obituary photo. They say I filled Riverdale with drugs and single-handedly destroyed countless families. They accuse me of leaking operation routes, causing the deaths of my ex-husband's 13 anti-drug force teammates. Hundreds of thousands sign a petition demanding my ashes be crushed and turned into tiles for public restrooms. To calm the overwhelming public anger, my ex-husband, Tyler Lowell, who is now captain of the anti-drug force, decides to launch a public hearing across the internet to livestream my entire life of alleged crimes. On the day of the trial, people thronged the city square. "A woman like her deserves to be cut up into a thousand pieces! How many families are destroyed because of the drugs she sells?" "I hear she is ruthless. She would even stoop to making a three-year-old do her bidding. She is inhumane!" "She got so many anti-drug officers killed. I want to see her end up in hell!" Tyler presses the start button with a blank expression. The crowd's furious curses come crashing down like waves. It is as if they want to tear me apart and condemn me forever. But in the next second, what appears on the giant screen is me in a uniform, standing under the national flag and taking a solemn oath. In that instant, the entire square falls silent.