Best Harem Novels & Stories

“Though I never really thought I would be part of a harem at all.” “I did,” I say. “But I didn’t think that I’d like it.” The only way to be with a woman, as part of a pack, is either to be bonded to her as her alpha mate—in other words, ordered by your alpha to be together—or to be one of her secondary lovers, taking her to bed but always having to give her up when she’s trying to conceive.

"And I'm going to enjoy breaking you." The next day, I summoned another new addition to my harem – Helena, a noble Greek woman from Athens. She was brought before me, her head bowed in submission. "Look at me," I commanded. She raised her head, and I saw that she was beautiful, with long, dark hair and bright blue eyes. But there was a fire in those eyes, a defiance that I found incredibly arousing. "Tell me, Helena," I said, circling her like a predator. "What do you think of your new life as a member of my harem?"

"It's like us but we're not. You mean it literally. That's the safest thing that we can get. We can't have a relationship like the others. You have an image to protect. You already broke the law for your harem—" "I can always put my harem back, Alessia, but there will be no other woman in my harem but you. You alone, you'll be woman and my concubine—" "Harem? How can it be a harem if there's only one woman there?" I raised my eyebrows at what he said. Harem with only one woman? I think that's wrong. I saw that Elijah grinned mischievously. "Why? You are more than hundreds of women. I was never satisfied before—because they are not you—"

I glared at him and turned to Max. “Do you know any demons that would be willing to let us enter Hell through a portal?” I asked him. “No. We may be able to find one at a strip club though. They love places with debauchery.” I noticed Damien shudder. “What’s up with you?” I tilt my chin at him. “Let’s just say we had a bad experience at the candy shop already.” Brent answers for him. I shrugged off the comment and turned to Garrett. “This is the high school ex. The one she never told any of us about.” I throw in that tidbit for him to digest.

Desire found herself standing in the middle of her Master's room as if she was a dancer on display. The scene reminded her of how ladies from the Harem were made to perform in front of senior ranked citizens. The only difference was the clothes she was putting on, the prostitutes were said to be made to dance naked. The Harem is a place where prostitute stays and the only place where prostitution is legal. She looked around the room and realized there were mirrors everywhere, at almost every corner of the room. Something was glaring back at her. It was her reflection.

I countered her. "I know, but it will help you when you learn it. You will need it in the future, at least to please your husband. Not all the women you see here are for every man. Some are exclusive, while others just want to gain the knowledge on how to entertain their men. But so far, the Dark Realm Auction owns this harem, so you see, it's not all outsiders that are open to the experience," she explained calmly, and I breathed out heavily.

Now I'm getting nervous because of how intensely she’s looking at me. “I’m just… you know…” she shrugs her shoulders and pouts her lips. “Surprised to see a Harem girl here. They always choose other activities to engage themselves with.” “Ah… I see.” I’m not even surprised by that revelation. None of those Harem girls look like girls who want to get involved with any form of physical exercise. They are obsessed with looking pretty in order to seduce as many men as they can and I find that really pathetic.

Beginning of Book 3 Ruled by the Princess: Realm of the Chosen, a Reverse Harem Romance The sound of horses’ hooves beating against packed earth, cheers from the crowded stands, and the jarring clang of wood on metal were all drowned out by the sound of Princess Katrinetta’s heart beating out of her chest as she stared down from the riser. Gripping the wooden barrier that separated her from a fifteen foot fall to the arena floor beneath her, Kit’s knuckles were white, and despite the cool temperatures, a fine line of perspiration beaded her forehead.

Her well-shaped butt is pointing at me, shaking as if enticing my honor. Sexual desires seem to be conquering me, wanting to put it into her and slam the fuck out of her soul. But, it seems that Cecil too couldn't bear to watch it further. Soon, she turned her hips the same way. "Allan-sama...Please, have mercy on me..." She too, tempted me with a bewitching expression. Though in sports having a rival to compete with can make someone break the records, it seems it is also the same for erotica. Both are more aggressive than usual.

I happened to use a computer in the library right after Hazel, and when I saw the dirty things she had left on the g****e search history, I knew the perfect way to bait her ass. She was reading an article about “BDSM fantasies”, and right after, she seemed to have gone through a couple of gangbang clips with surprisingly rough and domineering acts. Learning that she was a dirty whore underneath all that neediness made me want her even more. So I set to work on creating a trap that she couldn’t resist. I created a website that matched people with others who have nasty fantasies, then I hacked into her phone and tweaked her algorithm so that the website would pop up on her search engine in the