Reverse harem 18+ Charlotte never expected this. Moving into an apartment with four strangers was supposed to be a fresh start-not the beginning of a storm. But within these walls, love, loss, and longing collided in ways she couldn't have imagined. In the quiet moments and chaotic ones, five lives tangled, five heartbeats slowly falling into rhythm-growing into something unexpected, something beautiful. --- Four men - one woman reverse harem story. For mature audiences only. COMPLETED!

Three years ago, Clara vanished without a trace. Raised alongside five dangerously protective boys from mafia families tied together through blood and business, she spent her entire life trapped in their world of violence, loyalty, and obsession. What started as childhood friendship slowly turned into something darker as they grew older-possessive touches, jealous fights, and the terrifying realization that none of them planned to ever let her go. So at sixteen, she ran. Now nineteen, Clara lives quietly in a small town under a fake name, working double shifts at a rundown diner and trying to forget the life she left behind. But some people don't stop searching. And one stormy night, the bell above the diner door rings- and all five of them walk back into her life.

Eliana is running from her past, and it's chasing her with a vengeance. When her loved ones are murdered before her by a cruel family, Eliana escapes to America and hasn't stopped running for six years. Now, they are getting closer. A dark twist of fate means that ancient bonds are revealed and Eliana is forced to question everything that she knows. *Excerpt* This time, I only made it about twenty feet before a large force slammed into me from behind, a tight hand wrapping around my mouth preventing me from crying out. Desperately, I reached my hands up to tug at the arm around my face as a second powerful arm snaked around my stomach, keeping me flush to the warm chest behind me and stopping me from falling from the impact of his collision. "Enough!" He growled close to my ear. Despite the strong arms and seething tone keeping me contained, I used all my might to struggle, squirming frantically to try and loosen his grip. My shouted pleas were muffled uselessly by the hand over my mouth and warm tears burned against my cold face as they streamed from my ballooned eyes. My legs kicked helplessly, and I must have got a hit in because I heard him curse under his breath before he easily but surprisingly gently, kicked my legs from under me and forced me into a kneeling position on the forest floor, lowering himself afterwards to match my stance. With this new position he could release the arm around my waist without allowing me any wriggle room and I felt him reach behind him to grab something. Shit. My breathing picked up and my cries increased in volume. Was he just going to kill me like this? In the middle of nowhere? Trigger Warning: This is a dark romance. Themes of abuse, death, violence and all around some pretty toxic behaviour.

After going through a hard break up, Elise tries to get herself together. Meeting them in a rather weird encounter at a club, Elise catches the eyes of no other than the cold trio Vincent, Caden and Aaron. Maybe those three can give her exactly what she needs, realize her deepest desires and give her what she needs the most, love. Or maybe they're the worst thing that could've ever happened to her, maybe they are a curse and she needs to stay away. But temptation is a bitch. READ THE TAGS! Mature story, there will not be TW, read carefully.

MxMxFxMxM "It's okay to quit, mami." Elliot whispered in my ear. Shivers shot down my back as I felt him move around me. I stared ahead, my heart beating wildly. The feeling of wooden pole lightly grazing my back. "He's right, honey. You can, we won't be mad." Vincent said. My eyes shot to his from across the mat. He stood there with his hands behind his back. I growled softly. I quickly turned and went to grab the pole but was stopped short when my body was slammed to the ground. "Mmm. Our angry little baby is getting quite frustrated." Close to my face was Sammy smirking at me. He had my body trapped under his. I felt desire and anger boil in me. "You guys don't play fair." I said softly. Sammy chuckled while he was doing that, I shot my knee up and hit his stomach. He yelped out and I quickly shot up. "Ha! I won." I said while doing a little dance. I felt a little kiss on my neck then my arms were being drawn back behind me. My eyes drooped a little as they continued down my neck. "Good job, little one. But what's going to stop you from me?" 𒊹︎𒊹︎𒊹︎ Arabella Davis is a orphan who can't remember anything from the time she is 10. Now that she is 17 she finds herself in a mental hospital but was transferred to a school for the gifted. The Academy of Dark Arts. She meets four mysterious men who find interest in her and now they want her to themselves. DISCLAIMER- THIS IS A GROUP RELATIONSHIP AKA A POLY RELATIONSHIP. IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED IN THAT OR UNDERAGE PLS CLICK OFF!!!!! Thank you

One cramped dorm. Three unwelcome guests. Two very blurred lines. Alejandra's sophomore year was supposed to be about focus, late-night study sessions, and finally having her own space. But when a massive gas leak turns her twin brother Alejandro's apartment building into a hazard zone, her sanctuary is invaded. Alejandro doesn't just ask for a place to crash-he moves himself and his two best friends, Elijah and Matthew, into Alejandra's tiny dorm room. The arrangement is a disaster from day one. Alejandra is beyond pissed; her privacy is gone, and her brother is as overprotective as ever. On the other side of the room, Elijah and Matthew aren't thrilled either. To them, Alejandra was just the "annoying twin sister"-a girl who would surely ruin their vibe and bring unwanted drama. But the girl they remembered isn't the woman standing in front of them. As the days bleed into nights, the narrow walls of the dorm begin to close in. The initial annoyance transforms into a heavy, suffocating heat that none of them can escape. Between the whispered conversations in the dark and the accidental brushes in the hallway, the boundary between "roommate" and "obsession" begins to disappear. Alejandra came into this hating the intrusion, but as she finds herself caught between Elijah's dark intensity and Matthew's magnetic pull, she realizes that some fires are impossible to put out-especially when they're burning right under her brother's nose. ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT: This is a "Why Choose" / Polyamory Romance featuring high-heat themes, power-exchange dynamics, and intense shared intimacy. Strictly for 18+ readers. #1 Spicy #1 Enemieswithbenefits

𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎𝐬 was ruled by the Shelby family - or more so their gang. The Peaky Blinders were the infamous gang who earned their respect through the fear of the people. With the blades sewn into their flat caps and the weapons tucked into their jackets, people bowed their heads when passing them in the streets. You were considered lucky to have not had a run in with any of the three elder Shelby brothers. Arthur was the eldest. He was known for his fighting. You would often find him in the ring against somebody who was not his size. He went mad during the war and his return was nothing hit a relief for his mind. But when thinking he had finally escaped the war, one had started in his head. Arthur Shelby was his own enemy. Thomas was the second eldest - the most feared. He had a head for business and more common sense than his older brother. He had icy eyes which very rarely softened at the sight of anything. He was known for his trait of being unmerciful and careless. Despite being the second eldest, he was the brother who held the power. The brother who controlled the rest of them. John was the youngest of the three and arguably the softest. With his wonky smile and cheeky remarks, many of the girls in Small Heath found themselves falling at his feet. He would often find himself in trouble for acting childish. He didn't care too much for the business of the gang. He cared for the respect it brought their name. He enjoyed the thrill. And then you had John's twin sister - Francesca. Known for being one of the only Shelby siblings who seemed to laugh at Thomas. Her sister, Ada, being exactly the same. Francesca found that her brothers were ridiculous - too big for their boots as she'd say. Though she liked to use their name to get herself out of trouble. Francesca was often reckless and lacked the awareness one needed for the streets they lived in. She was her mother's daug

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Lyra Nightshade never imagined her life would take such a turn. A young witch with a family darker than she ever realized, she finds herself thrust into a world of fae, werewolves, and vampires when she attends a royal wedding. But it's not just the magical creatures that make her heart race-it's the undeniable pull to three fated mates, each from a different species, each as powerful and dangerous as they are captivating. Kairos, the fae warrior leader with silver eyes and shimmering wings. Lukas, the proud werewolf alpha marked by his pack's legacy. Sylas, the cold and charismatic vampire prince with a secret past. Each one draws her in, and as the bonds between them intensify, Lyra discovers that the power she holds may be the very thing to unite-or tear apart-the supernatural world. Updated every Tuesday, Friday and Sunday.