Reverse harem
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ɪ'ʟʟ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴍʏ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ, ғᴀʀ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴀs ɪ ᴄᴀɴ by soleilsite
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[Completed] WARNING: The story is unedited. I'm sorry for lots of grammatical errors and messy storyline. I wrote this when I was like, 12, have mercy pls *** Aliciel realizes her current life is in the world of the Otome Game she played in her previous life after regaining her memories at the age of 14. Unfortunately, she is the game's ruthless Villainess, Aliciel Blacker. Despite her conflicted feelings for the original Villainess, she is hurt and in pain. "If I must, I will not talk to the capture targets and the heroine." But now that she has changed, the people around her may also change as a result. *** | Side Note | - Cover : Canva
Amara's Twisted Wonderland by ViaDavis742
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{Various x Oc} Amara, boy do people love her she's everything someone would want to be. Beautiful, charismatic, kind, caring, smart, strong, and independent. People love her and want to hang out with her, but only so they can be covered in the media. She wants to go to Night Raven College and meet new people and have fun. But what happens when she meets certain people and gets strange tattoos allover her body? And is there another reason why she wants to go here? Published on 10/30/2020
Her Court of Ruin (Reverse Harem) by RiskyBizzzz
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THIS STORY IS NOW AVAILABLE ON REAM! Check my page for more information. Thank you !!! Beware: Adult content. MATE BOND. DARK FANTASY. Three men. A Fallen King, A Dark Fae, and a stubborn shapeshifter. -- I'm moaning, eyes closed as I imagine those glowing eyes and rough hands running over every inch of my body. So many things those two could've done to me, had I been stupid enough to offer myself up. I wanted to be their fucking dinner, and that disgusted me. But I didn't care as I carried myself to edge, my eyes slightly open as I reach my destination. The orgasm wracking through me with cruel intentions as my eyes meet the glowing silver ones that dance with desire. I'm not sure if I'm screaming with pleasure or fear as the wicked Fae begins a slow walk across my bedroom, his eyes on the opening between my legs as they continue to shake.