Novel & Cerita Best Harems

The way he said it, like he had never heard such a word in his life, was too funny. “A reverse harem,” I repeated. “Okay, what does that mean? Is that like… when the girl has more than one boyfriend?” “Yes,” I said proudly. “It’s when the girl gets to have multiple guys. All for her.” He looked at me like I had just told him the sky was green. “Why would anyone want that?” I shrugged. “It’s fiction. But it’s fun.” He narrowed his eyes. “Is that the kind of stuff you read?”

Charlotte questioned and glanced back over her shoulder for a few seconds towards the path they had come down. "The harem is made to please his guests. I am the only lady that shares his bed," Beatrice said, seemingly proud of that fact. "Do you understand the point of all that, my dear?" "I think I might," Charlotte said with a nod and turned her eyes away from her again.

"Right now, we have a different problem. We forgot to arrange women for the nobles." His smile instantly vanished. "That totally escaped my mind..." "How many women do we have in the harem?" I asked but his thoughtful expression deepened. "There are more than two dozen of them but that can't be enough. If more nobles come without their partners, we might get an overrun." "Then we need to get women from the city harems. Can that be arranged?" "Yes, my queen!" Bee's voice suddenly cut into the conversation and we turned to find him standing just a few yards away.

I clicked on the link and it brought up a very professional looking site, which, for some reason, actually surprised me bit. I saw a link called “Learn more,” so I clicked on it and kept going. I was getting more and more interested as I read the page, which said, “Are you a heterosexual man who’s looking for new experiences? Do you have bisexual thoughts and fantasies that you can’t get out of your head? Do you want to act-out those fantasies with another man in a safe and confidential way? If this sounds like you, we will match you with someone who shares your desires.”

Her expression turned serious, her fingers pausing against my skin. "While you were busy staring down the high lords earlier, Kiera, I managed to gather some intelligence from the kitchen staff and the lower maids," Elara whispered softly, leaning in close so Susan wouldn't overhear every detail. "You need to know what you're walking into tonight. The harem isn't just a collection of pretty faces; it's a political battlefield disguised as a social club. Lady Meredith, one of the king’s favorite concubines has secret financial ties to the southern lords, she has been quietly smuggling pack funds to fund her family's failing estates in the outer provinces. And Lady Clara... well, she has a dar

Sloane's parents sold her to a billionaire who loved her sister. On their wedding night, he whispered her sister's name. Then he locked her outside in a storm. She left for dead. She returned as a queen. Now he stands frozen at a gala, watching her accept an award. Two children hold her hands. One of them has his jaw. He does not know they are his. He does not know the woman he truly loves is the one he destroyed. And he does not know that her sister who became his wife is hiding a secret that will shatter every single one of them.

I'm still walking on eggshells around her. "There are facilities in the Harem where all the girls, including you and I can engage in some beauty treatments like hot springs, massages, and fitness training. There are also classes where we can learn to increase our feminine charm by dancing, sewing, and cooking. There's also combat training, but very few girls engage in that because we do not need to bear the responsibility of fighting for the pack. That's the duty of the soldiers and most importantly, combat training is the least charming thing to do as a woman on that list, so most girls shy away from it." I stop in my tracks and look at her.

I was doing it because I wanted to break free from the chains that had held me captive for years. I always thought that being a good wife and getting closer to God would free me from the bad karma of my past sins, and a priest asked me to be more private and avoid makeup that made me look like my old self. I thought if I did that, my marriage would run smoothly. Being a pious wife would lead my family on a loving path. But in reality, my husband didn't want a good and pious wife, he married me because he saw me as a woman who could fulfill all his sexual fantasies.

Where had the flowery and perfumed disposition gone, the charming sparkle in her voice and dainty, pink-lipped smile that could put any courtesan in the Quarter Rouge to shame? “I don’t…” “When I said I could read feelings, I meant it,” said the woman. “It’s a skill I’ve mastered as I grew, and it’s not just the sweet feelings I can read. It’s all rright, I’m used to it. Harem girls, we’re not worth much more than moments of fleeting pleasure for the guests we entertain. I mean, it’s not like the Emperor ever comes to see any of us, so we can’t even boast that we service His Excellency. There’s nothing to be proud about when all we do is give our bodies and make men feel good about themselve

she went away for a while and returned with three rabbits. "What?" "You'll never win by playing fair. How do you think you got missing yesterday. Bitch changed the directions" "How do you know that?" "Same way I know you're a virgin" "How do you even know that!" "You don't want to know" she disappeared again and returned with a deer. "Now for the last one, we have to catch a boar" "We? A boar?" "Yes. A boar. A wild one" "That's risky" "Life is full of risks"