The Queens Harem [Ongoing] 🔞+

Chapter 1- Other Life/New life

The Queens harem 2026

Chapter one.

Author's Note: Before starting this book please note that this isn't just a BTS OT7...it features other members from other groups such as TXT, Cortis, Atzee and Straykids. Since it's a Harem fanfiction.  Hope you enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Hopefully this isn't my last book on this platform since they have taken down some of my books.
This will be updated every Monday.
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Looking around this apartment brought back horrible memories.

I took a deep breath remembering.

"Y/n, you have to wake up."

Y/n  moaned. Was that her mother?

"Y/n! Wake up! Wake up baby, and run!"

Y/n's head throbbed like a drumbeat of pain, each pulse behind her eyes sharp enough to make her nauseated. The scent of antiseptic clogged her nose, mixing with the sterile chill of recycled air. When she tried to lift her hand to shield her face from the harsh fluorescent light above, leather straps cut into her wrists. Another set at her ankles Panic roared through her chest. She twisted against the restraints, ribs screaming in protest and the heart monitor at her side spiked frantically in response.

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"You fucking idiot! Who told you to come back here! I'll kill you today!" Shouted my alcoholic father. That brought her back to the present.

After all the abuse I endured I still decided to come see him one last time before I started my job as the youngest professor at the university I attended, my mother died when I was seven he pushed her down the stairs when the police came he said she fell down but I knew the truth I saw him do it but was too sacred to talk, he did beat the shit out of me when they left so I hid under the bed that entire night. After countless beating from him, the teachers reported that I was not attending school because of that I got away from the abuse for a couple of hours, I always dressed with long clothing to hide my battered body, I finally made it to college by doing any job I could get to help me through school and get out of the hell that was supposed be called home, because of the beating I even lived in the dorms just to get away from him, all I wanted was to come back and collect the necklace that my mom gave to me, she protected me as much as she could when she was alive, even though he caged us like animals. He knew how much it meant to me so he took it from me, I thought I was brave enough to face him after all I was now twenty-three, I did several of my courses at once, plus additional to qualify for the position of a professor, I study so hard but could not face my biggest fear...my father.

The slap that he gave me still echoes through the room, I did not even realize that I had hit the glass table that was in the living room and that it was now broken with pieces piercing my body. Is this what dying feels like...am I dying? I should have never come back to this hellhole!

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"Y/n!" A voice was calling me! My eyes took a while to adjust to the light. It was so bright.

"Y/n!" It called again.

"Yes," my voice was husky. When my eyes finally adjusted to the light, I was stunned, where the hell am I?

"I am the God of reincarnation." Said the voice once again. I follow the sound of the voice to see a beautiful man sitting on a chair, his hair was long black tie back in a ponytail, well half up and half down, he was the most handsome man I have ever seen in my life, yet I felt like I know him, his gray eyes was sharp looking at my every move, I was on my knees looking up at him, he bit his lips taking in a deep breath, for a moment I felt lust but it disappeared so fast. So I asked the first thing that came to mind.