Ghoul King's Harem

Inside the room of the rich, noble teenage girl was a lavish, Gothic-inspired space that overlooked the bustling city below.

It's walls were adorned with dark, brooding tapestries depicting scenes of supernatural creatures and dark landscapes, while the furniture was made of dark, polished wood with intricate carvings.

The room's centrepiece was a large, four-poster bed draped in black velvet curtains, with a matching vanity and armoire nearby. The bed was adorned with plush, black velvet pillows and a thick, downy comforter. A large, ornate mirror hung above the vanity, reflecting the girl's striking beauty.

Her face was pristine, with a slightly pale complexion, as her long red tongue slid along her sharp teeth.

At the same time, the girl reflected on the changes since this morning while tapping her phone, the messy black laced nightgown sliding up her body to reveal her bare ass, which wobbled with her movements in the mirror.

All these years, she had hidden the truth of her identity and played her part quite well. Yet her plans were foiled because she fell in love with a human boy.

"Ah~ my poor Alex, you are doing alright! That bitch will keep you safe… I know it! Why are you so far away…! If I knew it would happen so soon, I would never have said those stupid words…."

The cracked screen on her phone was stained with blood, although this was not her blood, that of another human; once the world changed, it wasn't just the humans that were finally allowed to show in daylight.

Vampires, werewolves, and even small green monsters were rumoured to hide deep within the ground, away from human eyes.

Her room was also equipped with the latest technology, including a large, flat-screen TV, a state-of-the-art sound system, and a computer with a high-speed internet connection.

A bookshelf filled with classic and contemporary novels sat in one corner of the room, and a small balcony provided a breathtaking view of the city below.

Amy stood from her bed, looking at the dried-up corpse of the female who irritated her, banging on her door despite being a filthy prostitute.

"Tsk, Alberta! Clean this trash up; I will enjoy some comfort time, don't call me until later, and we can hunt together. Otherwise, those other's miscreants might try to take over while my mother is absent."

Her voice was soft, beautiful like a siren, yet she spoke with harsh and vulgar words.

A silver shadow flashed behind the young woman with long pink hair tied in twin tails because her lover seemed to like the vampire heroine in an anime… Her name is Kruul or something.

"At your will, my lady,"

For a moment, the woman with a fierce but pretty face stopped her movements, looking at the young lady tapping her phone, reading past messages with the boy she had fallen for, enough to clash with the vampire council.

"My lady, what will happen if he finds out what you are? He is a human; what if he wished to stake you and end your existence?"

Her room's overall aesthetic was luxury and mystery, with a hint of darkness and danger. The girl was particularly interested in gothic themes, reflected in her room's decor, clothing and accessories.

The apartment in which the room was located also had gothic architecture, with tall and pointed arches and dark and rich colours throughout the building.

Amy's room reflected her personality, a mixture of addiction to the rules, old bindings and the modern life she learned when spending time with "him", a place where she could retreat and feel surrounded by the things she loved.

Amy walked around her room, tapping the phone as it played a voice message into the Bluetooth headphone in her right ear,

Alex's husky and seductive voice sounded, "I love you, Amy."

The sound penetrated her brain as her fingers began to slide along her silky dress, sneaking inside, stroking her furry vampiric cove filled with foamy honey that oozed down her thighs.

She stopped before the bookcase without even turning around as her black nightdress began to slip down, revealing her perfect figure and tight muscles, which rivalled Sarah.

Amy's round, bouncing breasts were one cup larger and a perky ass much softer than her's which jiggled with her slow, graceful steps.

"Alberta… I would let him stake me with open arms, with no resistance, because…."

In addition to her main bedroom, the girl had a secret room hidden behind a bookshelf.

Amy opened the room and took a step in, letting her panties and bra drop to the ground; a thick scent of a male filled the room as a pile of unwashed clothes was lying in the corner.

"Why, my lady?" Alberta asked with a trembling voice.

Her eyes tried to avoid looking inside the lady's "comfort" room, a place for her master's obscene acts, once finding Amy herself using that boy's toothbrush to... clean her slippery vampiric cove calling out his name with a trembling voice.

At that moment, she lacked all the charm and grace of the heiress to the Salvatore Noble bloodline.

​ 'My lady, why sacrifice everything for a mere human boy... I should get rid of him...'

Amy began to walk faster towards that pile before the door and bookcase began to close; at some point, Alberta collected the dropped clothes like magic.

"Because it's what Alex wants!" Her head spun around, almost snapping her neck, with a crazed look towards Alberta from the crack, dark glowing crimson eyes that used to be light green in her human form.

"I will do anything that my beloved wants! Even if that is my death! Haa… I missed your scent… How often did you train with that furry little bitch!?"

This room was much smaller and more intimate than her main bedroom. The walls were covered in pictures of one boy, a handsome male with messy silver hair and striking emerald green eyes.

The pictures were of various sizes, but all featured the same boy. Some were candid shots, while others were more formal portraits. They were arranged and collaged, creating a mosaic of the boy's image on walls.

Her room had a small desk with a laptop; the girl might use it as a private workspace or keep in touch with the boy.

However, on the laptop's screen was a long video file, seeming to have several scenes clipped together, all taken with an amateur camera of a girl being railed from behind.

Amy's pink hair pushed into the bed as loud slaps sounded. The soft feathered pillow muted her howls of pleasure.

The sound of flesh slapping together constantly filled their "comfort" room of hers while she rolled in the pile of his used clothes, stolen from his basket and replaced by identical pairs the next day.

This was the time for Amy's hour of comfort.

Hearing the sounds of her pathetic squealing and being enveloped in Alex's thick, masculine scent was her idea of heaven on earth.

It was dimly lit, with a single lamp on the desk casting a soft glow over the pictures.

The atmosphere was filled with intimacy and secrecy; the girl had created a personal sanctuary to reflect her feelings for the boy.

This secret room was a testament to Amy's deep and unyielding affection for this mysterious figure, and it was clear that he held a special place in her heart. It was a window into the girl's innermost thoughts and desires, and it was clear that this boy played a significant role in her life.

"Alex~ I can't come to you for a little while, don't attract too many bitches, or I might just have to kill them."

Her eyes began to shudder, growing dull as her fingers reached inside, holding a picture she had taken in the shower secretly before they started dating.

"Ah~ look at how magnificent your body is! Why was my body too weak to withstand your abuse, a mere human able to cause a vampire to bruise and swell from his thrusting hips… How impressive!"

Alberta, outside looked towards the north with a fierce look, hoping that the human boy would die. Not wishing to hear her mistress make those noises as if she were a pig in mating season.

Amy's regular phone suddenly began to buzz on the table beside her bed.

She used a special one for her time speaking with Alex as Alberta quickly hurried over and read the message, a smile coming to her face as she began to take deep breaths.

"The young lady may kill me for this, but she needs to lead us. Not spend her days in her bed fucking a human male!"

'Alex Faust… Let's have those mangy dogs steal your heart, forget about my mistress, and make sure you do well, miss Diabella!'

Her hands began to type a response to the message sent a moment earlier; the answer would change the future of the three young adults and Alberta herself in a direction she could never imagine.

That message would cause Alex to lose connection to his human self and embrace the path of a ghoul completely.