The Revelation (Pandora's Harem 1) a Reverse Harem Tale

Being naughty never felt this good¿I always knew there was a little something off about myself, but learning on the eve of my twenty-first birthday that I was the personification of Pandora¿yes, that Pandora¿was more than a bit unsettling. Though it did explain a lot, like the fact I always felt a lot older than my age and not in a physical sort of way, but in that soul wrenching, deep down in your gut, way. The revelation also explained why I had an unnatural attachment to boxes and...
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Being naughty never felt this good¿I always knew there was a little something off about myself, but learning on the eve of my twenty-first birthday that I was the personification of Pandora¿yes, that Pandora¿was more than a bit unsettling. Though it did explain a lot, like the fact I always felt a lot older than my age and not in a physical sort of way, but in that soul wrenching, deep down in your gut, way. The revelation also explained why I had an unnatural attachment to boxes and jars, including the disposable ones sold in grocery stores. Hell, I can¿t even go down that aisle without having an orgasm or balling my eyes out. If it has a lid and can hold things, I¿m drooling over it. But the one fact I easily accepted was that there existed five sinfully sexy immortal warriors ready to kiss the ground I walked on. Of course, having protectors meant I also had enemies, namely Moros, a daimon of Death that not even Zeus could control. Moros wanted me dead as only he or I could control the infamous Pandora¿s Box and inside it remained Hope. But my box had been lost ages ago. Now Moros was on the hunt for it and if he found it before I did, not only was Hope doomed, but so too was my one chance at redemption. Without the box, the evils I had unleashed would never be reined in.