Best Harems Novels & Stories

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

I replied curtly. “Very good. You must have experience which is what we value the most here at the harem.” I nearly cringed as we approached the chambers. There were so many doors that I thought of just how many women the alpha was sleeping with. If every room was for two people, then that would be possibly up to fifty women! That was absolutely crazy. The fact that a tradition like this was still upheld made me want to puke. When we got to the room, she opened the door and got in.

Rather than get demoted after some time, it's better not to be promoted in the first place. Worse, he might kick me to the harem palace where I had initially been meant to live. His mother lived in the harem palace till her death. The luxurious harem palace was one of the most luxurious places in the imperial city, with more than thirty quarters, all with their own gardens, pavilions, and pools. It was the greatest battle field in the imperial city. However, when Richard was renovating his palace, he added a quarter for his future mate, intending for her to live with him instead of the harem. I must have gotten too complacent under his care that I forgot I was neither his mate, nor the real

“Are you scared of your own biggest competitor?” Yvette slammed her hand on the table. “Don't make us laugh! They are only second best!” “Exactly.” I crossed my arms as I tilted my head at her. “They are second… and you are the top-notcher.” I glance at Dante, who’s silent in his seat. Still, his eyes locked on mine. He’s thinking or maybe reading my mind. I wonder if he expected this from me. I admit NamOil Group is as big as the Marcellos Empire. Both are leading the oil production in the world.

All of those hundred wives and mistresses of his have Human Cultivation. Even three of them had already stepped on the late stage of that rank. They were all fierce warriors and combat veterans in their own right. These harsh lands had honed them well. He assumed that this was also the reason why Ezedius did not invite even a single wife in this celebration. The big three among his harem would definitely find ways to cause trouble when they get to see each other within this dining hall. Thus, it was suicide to attack the city mayor now.

“We love you.” I closed my eyes, safe and full and completely theirs. The night had been everything I needed and more. A perfect celebration of the four of us together. “And we want more babies from you.” Revenge. Love. All in a month led to this. No one can separate us now since the council had approved the unification system where all the three packs would now be led by my mates and their successors in the coming years. They are really my revenge harem. I love them very much.

"Alright. So you all like playing God. Well, I am here because I have an offer." "Callix Neto," someone called out. She was a female, and I wondered if she actually slept with half the men in the club after she got her invite just to keep her chair. Yeah, shit like that happened. Maybe I would ask Don to check if he could find any of her sextapes online or on the dark web. Things like that were useful. After all, they were all dirty billionaires. If someone like James could turn and run an harem where he was the Master of the house, then fuck it, they could do worse as they were there before him. "Yes?" I asked.

And I could bet everything I had that Alaric had some sort of hidden cuffs and chains just like that one. But above everything else, what shocked me the most was the fact that there was an elevated podium… With a throne on it.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

“When I’m done, I'll tell you.” “Whatever. Don't just get caught up in his family inheritance war. I dont want my friend dead. His mother scares the living day light out of me. His sons are hot though.” I paused again as she looked up. “What? You haven't seen them?” “Only pictures. I was not really curious.” “They are insanely hot. All three of them. The first one, Damon, is a real estate owner. He has five of them, he is about twenty-eight years old. Got divorced last year, zero kids and he hot, holy fuck!”