Best Harems Novels & Stories

Freya’s POV The drive to the Harrison mansion took almost an hour. But the moment the iron gates opened, gliding aside like a scene from a life I didn’t belong in, I forgot how long we’d been in the car. The Harrison estate wasn’t just a home — it was a world. A quiet kingdom carved into the hills. The kind of wealth that didn’t shout, but whispered with confidence. I’d thought Malum was the wealthiest man I had ever known. But comparing him to the Harrisons was like comparing a puddle to the ocean.

My bad. “Have you met Karyna Vegas before?” Leah asked with an underlying edge of suspicion in her voice. “No. But I've heard Henri talk about her.” I answered and I noticed Thomas Vegas’s jaw tightened. “A few weeks ago, Henri Hartford married my daughter while holding her groom captive. His outlandish actions that day cost me a lot. I lost my reputation and my daughter. I heard he's holding her captive in an estate in Chappaqua. All I want from you is to bring her back to me.”

I heard a lot of loud and muffled murmurings, which made me know there were a lot of people in the room, mostly female. I hated my poor vision. Everything looked blurry and I had to struggle to keep my eyes open to see anything. When my eyes finally adjusted to the brightness, I saw a very beautiful girl who was peering down at me with curious blue eyes. There was something about her face that seemed ethereal. “She must be the newest addition to the harem,” she said right in my face. Harem? As in a harem where several women were kept for men’s pleasure? I couldn’t think of anything more degrading than that. I knew Alpha Damon’s kindness would come with a prize, but not this prize.

Aiden’s POV I always get what I want. Every time, In business. In life. Always. I get what I want because I have always taken, My entire life, that’s exactly what I’ve done. Take. Take. And Take. And it’s worked graciously. I’m the CEO of Blackwood Hotels and Resorts, and I have done well to spread everything across the world. I have more money than a man could dream of but the best thing of all, I always have a pussy to tap on. If I want to get laid, all I have to do is give a little attention to the hottest woman in the room, and within ten minutes, she is on my dick, riding as if her whole fucking life depended on it.

Hetha looked the most human out of all of our squad, with her curly red hair and freckles, her ears were easy to hide, and the hourglass frame and green eyes could be traits of any mortal around. “You and I both know that hiding our wings is second nature, we only show them when we need them.” She paused, “I am sorry that we didn’t run it by you first.” She added, sensing my anger.” “While the Berserkers are trying to get information from the target, we will use this downtime to train.” Hestia groaned, “Oh, come on, can’t we have fun for once? All we ever do is train and missions.” “And because of that, we have never been unsuccessful in a mission.” I pointed out.

The boy was both heartbroken and angry as such a sight only caused Isis to laugh, mentally calling him cute. While Maria was chatting with Mai and Julian, a bunch of whispering voices and high pitched squeals caught her attention as she looked in the direction that stole the attention of half the people at the banquet. She saw a flashy group of boys her age standing together in a group. 'Ah, I see that Alan and the other harems' targets are together.' Maria directed her eyes towards the corner of the room. Sitting down in their own little private area was the empire's crown prince, along with his best friend and future advisor, Gilbert.

Her father, if there were workers who had come through the servant entrance, this was the Luna, her main entrance, and the males' entrance to the main house. The door swung too easily, like the place was welcoming them home. The place had been repainted on the main floor entrance, the photos of past Harems had been rehung to show those who came before, looking at the photos of those smiling faces, there was each Luna seen, cameras were a thing, holding the arm of the male that could only be her main and Alpha and most of the images ranged between five and twelve males beyond the main. “Goddess, their Harems were so small, and I’d say these were taken after the last male joined the group, but

Flip to the right page. Next to me, Arlo squints at the chapter heading. "Why is it jumping sections?" "No idea." Hilbert moves through the material at an easy pace. The Twelve Thrones—most powerful Awakeners alive, led by Gaia, broadly lawful neutral as a collective. "Awakeners hold the legal right to multiple companions," Hilbert says. "But those of lawful good alignment tend toward monogamy by choice. One partner. A lifetime." Someone in the third row grins and leans back in their chair. "Professor, you're lawful good, right? Still no partner, are you holding out for the one?"

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"Damn! I'm rock solid and up on a damn roof right now. This is so not fair!" Riley was a hired construction worker. Mostly he worked on building homes and apartments, however, as he was explaining it to me, the business he was a part of worked on sky scrapers, hotels or other larger buildings if contracted to. "Mmm, this opens up some doors for us," Tristan messaged next. "Especially since she can stay as quiet as a mouse in such situations." "Like what?" I asked, curious as to what he meant. "Like sneaking into changing rooms, or f*cking you in other very public places." Tristan elaborated.