Best Harems Novels & Stories

The next day, the best tailors in the kingdom are brought in to help design new dresses for the entirety of the harem. With the Alpha of every pack arriving soon, the advisors thought it best that the harem wow and stun even more so than usual. A beautiful, dazzling harem means a strong King and a healthy kingdom, apparently. Another reasoned that it wouldn’t hurt for the pack Alphas to see that the women they have sent as tribute are being well-cared for.

He tightened his grip around my waist. "You would do that, your majesty?" Farren asked with a hopeful smile. "You have been begging me to give you the same title as Nerezza for ages now. Why not give it to both of you. From what I have heard, Miss Phaedra, you are an excellent student. Quick-witted and a spine some people could only dream of. As for Farren, you already know how to traverse high society. I think it is a good plan to officially bring both of you into my harem. For the rest of the world, you will be my concubines but I assure you, I have no need of you in bed." Reginald finished with a wink. Farren giggled whilst Phaedra looked at me. I bristled slightly.

She hesitated “I hope not. There are girls who are older. Plus... I do my best to please my patrons. It… helps some. To have good reviews.” I couldn’t imagine what she’d had to do to get those reviews, but she didn’t seem really anxious so I tried not to worry. She sighed “They’ll definitely kick out Ethel. She turned thirty a week ago.” I didn’t know who Ethel was, but I felt sorry for her. The Harem was the next best place for a female slave in King Xaden’s empire. If you weren’t retired into the personal employ of some of his more loyal men, then you were demoted to the brothels where anyone who could shell out a few measly coins would have access to yours.

Valerie said, kissing Lisa deep. The harem grew, jealousy fueling the heat. Night ended with them lined up on the bed, asses up, tattoos on display. I bred each, cum dripping everywhere. "More friends tomorrow?" Lisa whispered. The twins nodded. "Yes . Our master deserves a full harem."

After everything I woke up to this morning, I’m not sure I want to know more about him. Still, I say. “Go on. Tell me.” “Okay, I think you should know that the King has a harem—” “What?” My voice rises before I can control it. “A harem? As in… women?” “Yes—” I scoff. “Of course he has a harem. What else would I expect from a wolf? They’re nothing like humans.” My voice turns sharp as I list all the bad things I’ve heard about them. But Kie shakes her head. “The King’s mother, Her Highness Renna, is the one who created the harem.”

She sat close, her feet curled underneath her, turned slightly toward me. "I looked up your Tokyo hotel," she said. "Which one?" "The Shimizu property. The one anchoring the exhibition partnership." She tilted her head. "It's beautiful work. The architecture. The integration with the neighborhood." "That was a five year project." "It shows." She looked at me. "You're good at building things. You just spent too long building the wrong ones." "Yes." She reached out and straightened the collar of my shirt, a small unnecessary adjustment, her fingers briefly at my neck. I stayed still.

"She's got a bad attitude, never pays attention, and when she screws up, she's nowhere to be found. What was HR thinking?" Ryan looked stressed. "What can you do? Interns aren't on the hook for much. I'll drag her along to apologize to the client, and then HR can show her the door." "Shh, keep it down," someone cut in. "She's Mr. Lawson's pick. HR can't touch her. Forget the apology—it's on us to fix this. Whenever you're looking for her, she's off with Mr. Lawson." "Why does she get to have special perks when we're all part of the same team?" Winston grumbled, unable to hide his frustration. "Mr. Lawson is married, right? I bet she's the other woman!"

Hector stood at the base of the stairs, arms folded, expression carved out of stone. I crossed mine too. “So,” I said flatly, “concubines.” He didn’t even flinch. “They’re necessary.” “Necessary?” I repeated, incredulous. “For what? Decoration?” His eyes flicked toward me, cold and calm. “For appearances. The council expects a ruler to maintain alliances. Having concubines shows stability.” I let out a humorless laugh. “Oh, yes, stability. Because nothing screams ‘stable’ like a harem of women lounging in my living room.”

she called and we followed behind her at a distance, taking the passageway. There was a red-haired Omega straddling one of the warriors as he groaned and she moaned. He shot me a creepy smile, biting his lips. A cold chill hit me and I immediately looked away. There were many more similar scenes we passed which my eyes tried very hard to avoid. There were some rooms around and you could still hear screams and groans there. Is that all they do here? Have sex? Kia really wasn't exaggerating when she told me this. After walking for a while, deep into the Harem, the deeper we got, the nastier things we saw. Eyes raked us as we passed till we got to a small red-colored tent.