Novel & Cerita Best Harems

“So!” Faiza says, flopping into her chair and cooly lifting the heels of her boots onto her desk as she grins wickedly at me. “I like the new addition to your harem. He’s cute.” She again wrinkles her nose. My hands still in the process of unwrapping my breakfast as I lift my eyes to hers, shocked. “My…harem?” “Sure,” she says, grinning deeply, “your little harem of Alpha boys deeply dedicated to serving your every want and need. I have to admit, I’m a little jealous. If you’re ever looking to loan them out –“

The sight of her alone, makes me cringe. Why does she even have to live with us? Her husband is a multi-billionaire who owns the 'Crystal syrup' alcohol-producing enterprise and is currently the seventh richest man in New Jersey. This gives her a big head by the way. Why can't they just get their own houses like Summers husband or something? Do they really have to stay here with their ugly attitude? Whilst making my internal complaints, grandma spots me and smiles. "Ah, we're finally complete. "She says although my father and husband are absent.

“Do you…” “No,” I reassured her. “There is nobody else but you.” “But why?...” “Prima,” I continue, “Is a title that means “First Mistress.” Essentially by calling you Prima, I am letting everyone know that you are the highest-ranking member of my harem and my household until I find a wife. A Prima is only second to an official mate or royal wife and often all three will live harmoniously together in service of their kingdom. Since I cannot call you either of those other two titles in public, I am giving you the greatest honor I dare to give you before speaking to my father. As it is, I am sure he wouldn’t approve of this, but if I’m lucky he’ll just assume this is a trick or a farce to irri

Nothing else. Now, I’m seeing that there are more. So much more that he feels. And I’m the recipient of most of them. I don’t think many people have seen him the way I saw him a few nights ago. His body was almost shaking with need. Don’t get too ahead of yourself. The man had a harem. Surely, one of the multiple experienced women has made him lose his mind before. You’re nothing special. I ignored the dark voice in my head that was whispering those things.

"She was... every man's dream woman and one man thought himself lucky to be her beloved but that relationship wasn't meant to be because she'd been destined for another by the gods." "Can I give it a title?" She looked up at him. "Sure." "How about Destined Hearts?" She beamed. "Or… His and Hers?" "Nice. I like it." "Go on." "Unfortunately... Her kingdom has been at war with another one for ages. They were so far gone that no one actually remembered the reason for the war in the first place." He said. "It came to a time when a hunter got carried away on his hunt, crossed the border into enemy territory and killed an animal on that land and he was beheaded."

I couldn't throw her out, she was my mate, but at the same time, I couldn't just ignore what she had done. After Donovan left, I was boiling. I knew that I needed to do something to cool off, and I knew that there was only one thing that could do that. I summoned my harem, and within minutes, the women arrived in my chambers, ready to satisfy me. The harem of women were all dressed in nothing but lingerie, leaving little to the imagination. They were all different sizes and shapes, but each one of them was beautiful in their own way. Some had long, flowing hair that cascaded down their shoulders, while others had short, curly hair that framed their faces. Their bodies were toned and sleek, a

One by one, they stand and greet Mauve with a sweet smile. “Your majesty, I'd like to present Anaia Witkinson, the leader of Valiant; our warriors and defense of Elite. Renee Ahmed is in charge of Concord which governs agriculture, nature, and peace. Stella Griffits, leading Sapient which spearheads Elite’s technology, intelligence, and advancement. Last but certainly not the least, Lawrence Payne, leader of Veracity; the law and Honesty in all of Elite.”

"Interesting. You want to dig in the dirt instead of wearing fancy clothes and looking pretty?" "There's a lot more to it than looking pretty..." "So you don't like sex?" He cut me off. "I do, but not like that." "Are you asexual?" Is he even listening to me? Talking to him is futile. "Most women in the harem are actually bisexual, with a few lesbians. You need to explore a bit to figure out what you are." "I know what I am and what I want." "Are we playing dom-sub in my bed?" His stupid, irrelevant question confused me.

“Honey, this is what your parents left you to remember them by. It belongs to you.” “Don’t worry. We’ll live well together. We won’t let them worry about us.” But now, in the eighth year of our marriage, I finally realized she had long forgotten the vow she made back then. The officer ignored her low murmur and continued. “Ms. Whitman, renting the property to someone else without the owner’s consent is already unlawful. “On top of that, the tenant is your brother-in-law, and the rent is far below market value. Mr. Bennett’s suspicion that you and your relatives colluded maliciously in an attempt to occupy his private property is entirely reasonable.”

I managed to ask. "Believe me, Shemika, you'll love it. This isn't a punishment, this is an opportunity for us to explore and to be explored." Synn chuckled lightly then she continued, "Everything inside that room is about intimacy. The experiences are luxurious. Just think of it as a safe, secret hideaway for passionate moments.” She paused to swallow the lump of excitement that's tugging in her throat. “Shemika, that room is filled with sweetness mixed with danger, but it's fun all the way, come-on it's a harem night, baby girl" Synn couldn't just control her excitement and I'm still surprised why she's so obsessed with harem. Slowly, she's making me feel the sweetness of it all and I was