Ugly Womans Harem Code Novels & Stories

"I want to mark our precious little Mate, mark every inch of Mate's beautiful body so every eye that's looking at our gorgeous Mate knows who he belongs to. I want to fill our Pretty Mate's sexy little hole with our seeds until it drips down his long thighs. I want to fill our Mate’s stomach with our little pups until it's bulging out round and cute!” The wolf was pacing in the cage of Damian's ribs, his thoughts a dark, filthy blur of obsession. "I want our beautiful Mate's tight little hole swollen and heavy with our litter so he’s too burdened to even get up from bed, let alone try to run away from us again. I want to not let him wear a single stitch of clothes for weeks. I want to keep h

She hands it over to me. “You are welcome. You can be rest assured and sleep well tonight. The only man allowed inside the harem is the king. You will get silk, charcoal, jewelry and dresses twice a month. There will be servants who do your chores too…” Gladys is saying when a woman approaches us. From her eyes, I can tell that is calculative and conniving

" I appreciated her words, I don't know why, but talking to that woman changed something inside me, and something occurred to me. I want a harem for myself and I will have it...

It’s been a couple of weeks since Natalia essentially moved in with us. She is staying in one of the spare rooms. Our house has six bedrooms, and while I do want kids, I do not want more than two. Maybe three, but that’s my limit. Of course, all of that depends on how easy it is for me to get pregnant. Although, I’m glad I have the option to even try. As a woman, I’m outraged at what Chatworth did to Natalia. He had no right to take her womb for her. He stole her chance to be a mom and he did it in such a dirty way too. However, Natalia is at peace with the fact that she can’t have children. That doesn’t mean I won’t make sure Chatwroth doesn’t pay for his crime. No one has the right to make

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

Rimidal's voice boomed throughout the large room. In an instant, about half a dozen beautiful women came strolling over to them from different parts of the room. As they neared, Charlotte found herself taking a step closer to Rimidal. There was no mistaking that crimson gleam of their eyes. Rimidal did have a true harem of his own in his home. Each of these girls were vampires and there was no telling how long they had been there. Or if they had been captured the way Charlotte had and then eventually turned.

Awan explained sadly. “O... Ok.” Anggun felt uneasy. “I’m sorry.” He dropped his head. “I want...” She said. ”Harem.” She became blushed. Awan remained silent. “Frankly, I hate men. They always harass me by calling me bitch, prostitute, bimbo, etc, every time I ignore them. They are real garbage! How dare such a bunch of disgusting garbage harass me like that! Do they ever think that it’s inhumane?! So that’s why, I will make all men worship me, have them have a plastic surgery, and serve me every time!” She exclaimed.

“It’s a prison.” “Is it?” Julian asked. “No more Fighting Rings. No more Council corruption. No more hunger. Just the peace of the chord.” He flicked his wrist, and the compromised Dust-Dogs lunged. The fight in the Warrens was a claustrophobic nightmare. It wasn't like the open ice or the Pit. It was a brawl in the dark, restricted by low ceilings and narrow corridors. The Harem fell into a defensive diamond around Elara, utilizing the same tight-checking formations they had used to shut down the Ravens’ power play.

**Chapter 5: Claimed in the Shadows** Jack Blackwood’s mouth was relentless, devouring hers with a hunger that stole what little breath Sora had left. His hand gripped her thick waist, fingers digging possessively into the soft, yielding flesh that Melvin had always mocked. Instead of pulling away in disgust, Jack groaned low in his throat, pulling her even closer until her heavy breasts pressed firmly against his hard chest.