Best Harems Novels & Stories

Derek, still looking like he was about to attack us at any moment, simply gave him a sideward glare before he roamed his eyes toward each of us girls – one by one. “A harem? A hunt? Since when do we have these? Who are these girls and where exactly did you ‘hunt’ them?” Lucas, Vivienne and the other woman present in the hall exchanged uncomfortable glances. It was Vivienne who eventually answered the question. “They’re humans abducted from the outside world. We hunt humans from the outside world to become slaves here, to do the work necessary. Those who prove to be useless are fed on. The choicest and most beautiful among the captives are kept by the Elite as part of what we began calling a

“Likely he only cared about the number in his harem. The number, I’m seeing now, is nearly 100. I don’t care that the number of consorts is so high. No, I don’t care at all. The churning in my gut is entirely unrelated. Perhaps there was something wrong with breakfast, though Bethany appears fine. “The King accepted them, but leaves them to themselves. They lead good lives here, fed well and mostly left alone. They are only called upon for big events like these, where every harem member needs to be present.” “A power play,” I grumble.

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.

I sat down and looked to her expectantly. “So… Um. I suppose we can start with the Harem itself? This is where King Xaden keeps the women from his conquests. He usually keeps four to six girls in his private wing for himself alone, but the Harem is like his reserve. The place he keeps courtesans he’s not really interested in anymore but doesn’t want to sell yet.” My stomach rolled with every word. By the gods. How awful. “We’re currently twenty girls in the Harem. Twenty one including you now. Um…” Her nose scrunched prettily as if she was trying to think of any other details she might’ve been missing.

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!"

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.

, but how Could the Moon goddess mate Sweet, loving, Ava, with a cold, blood thirsty monster? Ava haven't shifted?, has she?, by these markings, Nil was starting to believe that Ava wasn't just some random ordinary wolf, he just had to get his hands on a particular book, if only, he was allowed to go out of the palace for some time, and get to some historical Library, but to do that, he'd first have to get Ava's Mate's Permission, and to get his permission, they'd have to be friends, oh no, this seem like it's gonna be tough, well maybe going to the club with them, isn't so bad, it'll get him a good footing with Connor, he is going to make sure it does.

Hannah's POV I stared at my beautiful face in the mirror. My colleagues always praise my beauty. They admired my almond-shaped amber eyes with especially long and thick eyelashes, while Emily, my best friend, liked my tall, delicate nose matched with my natural pinkish lips. However, there was an explicit sorrow in my eyes as I looked at the white gown I was wearing.