forgottenvoid

#HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE
[WARNING]
******   /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS TOO MUCH EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE   **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED
"Willa. Man, that girl. Picture perfect. Like, the kind of perfect that made my teenage hormones throw a full-blown rave every time she walked by. My nightly 'Willa fantasies' were legendary, let's just say. Pure, unadulterated, mind-melting… yeah, you get the picture.

So, picture this: me, late for class, scrambling through the hallway like a greased pig. BAM! I slam into someone. Willa. And, oh boy, did I get a show. Turns out, she was going commando. A major, major wardrobe malfunction. And let's just say my body decided to throw its own mini celebration. Instant bulge. Visible. Obvious. Her eyes went wide, a mix of surprise and… was that a smirk? My blood was pumping like a jackhammer.

I tried to play it cool, slinking back to my seat in the back. But guess who decided to join me? Willa, blushing like she'd just won the lottery. My heart beating hard. Was she into me? Was this my lucky day?

Look, I'm not gonna lie. This isn't some deep, philosophical journey. It's about girls. Hot girls. And, yeah, a harem. Because why settle for one goddess when you can have a whole pantheon? But Willa… she's different. She's the OG fantasy. So, the question is, can I juggle a whole crew and still keep my eyes on the prize? Can I have my cake and eat it too, or will Willa make me choose? Stay tuned, because this is gonna get wild."
#HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE
[PLEASE NOTE]
[THERE'S NOT A SINGLE NTR IN THIS NOVEL UNLIKE THE FIRST ONE.]

My Accidental Harem

Eyes gleaming. Panicking, I bolted for the restroom.

"Oops!" A woman let out a soft scream as I collided with a tall, slender figure.

"Sorry, sorry," I mumbled, not even looking up.

"Kevin??" The voice was surprised.

"Who are you?" I asked, finally looking up at the nearly 5.5-foot-tall woman with neatly combed golden hair and an elegant demeanor.

Her white shirt, though not transparent, clung to her, highlighting her curves. Her skirt hugged her body, accentuating her round, full buttocks.

"Don't you recognize me? I'm Kassy Moore! We were in the same class in high school before I transferred," she said with a smile.

"Oh, right," I nodded, remembering. Kassy had been average-looking and skinny back then, but now she was stunning.

"Who'd you come with?" I asked, standing by the door.

"I came alone, hoping to learn how to dance, but I can't find anyone to teach me." She tucked her hair behind her ear, smiling.

Chapter 54