Best Reverse Harem Novels & Stories

I might have remained a slave for the rest of my life, but I would have been safe. It was pretty ironic considering the fact that nowhere was safe for me. If I'd turned twenty and didn't find my mate by then, the alpha would have thrown me into The Harem. The Harem is a place where unmated omegas from age twenty to forty lived. It is what the title means. They are practically entertainment for guests or horny unmated males and females. What's the difference between The Harem omega and regular omegas? Regular ones had the choice to refuse a request and are limited to teenagers. Harem Omegas cannot refuse a request. They cannot be raped but neither can they refuse a request, including becoming

"Share Via." "What? Are you crazy?" He spoke loudly, confusing my assistant principal. I despised these glass office spaces. I simply waved her off. "I said, what if we shared her?" I repeated. "I heard what you said the first time, Nathaniel," he said, looking out the window and back at me. "Explain." "Alright, Ben fucking explained to me that back in the day, dudes had harems," I said, shaking my head in disbelief. In our case, it would be four men and one woman, resulting in a reverse harem," I said, feeling the weight of the idea.

She wanted to have fun and act like a normal person, at least for a day. Caspian let out a hum as they continued their walk, eating from his kebab at intervals. “Are you two married couples?” Anna jumped in surprise as a man spoke from beside them. He was dressed in shabby clothes, his white now cream shirt was torn at the side and the hem of his pants was hidden by the ridiculously big boot that he wore. In his hands were plenty of jewelry which he dangled at them. “Yes,” she replied. “Then you should try this ma’am.” He placed twin bracelets in her palm. “This is a replica of ancient design from the first two lovers in history. People believe that if this is worn by lovers, they’ll be toge

he replied, "a harem of men, called a reverse harem in the books she used to read." "Julia, you're far stranger than I ever gave you credit for." "I'll attempt to explain that to you while Master is getting ready for supper with your parents." "A hint meant for me, no doubt," Master said. Master left to shower. I wondered if he'd return naked or be uncomfortable in front of his sister. She looked at me expectantly. "It's true. Quite a few of the books I used to read were reverse harem novels. One woman having to serve two or more men. They weren't the only type I read, but maybe fifty percent."

I handed him the book. "A reverse harem romance," he read aloud. "What's a reverse harem?" He asked. "A reverse harem is one where there are many men satisfying one woman, instead of many women for one man; a harem in reverse," I informed him. He continued reading the publicity blurb on the back of the book. "'I was a virgin when the earth was captured in an interstellar war. I was stripped, enslaved and auctioned off to ten alien warriors who helped subdue our world. I was claimed and ravished in the most reprehensible ways imaginable. They set about mastering my maiden body and instructing me what it means to belong to them absolutely. They bought me to use me, but in my heart I know they

North lost track as Mariwyn wish-listed her harem, all composed of men North had never met and didn’t know how to visualize. Instead, she stroked the fabric and listened to Mariwyn, who was lost in her fantasy. For North, she had already found her harem, and she had no interest in expanding it, but she enjoyed seeing Mariwyn’s clear delight at the idea of bringing together all the men who interested her. She wasn’t certain if Orin’s sister would actually go through with it, or if it was simply all talk, but she was happy to introduce her to the notion—and even happier to accept the fabrics Mariwyn gifted her more than an hour later, including the pink material.

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I scramble to the stuff inside the drawer and find the antiseptic at the corner. "Here you go", I slam the tube on the dressing table instead of giving it to her. "Thank you", she takes it as my eyes catch a glance of her hand. Those henna applied hand look beautiful with red thick bangles. I can see my name written with the henna on her hand. It freaks me out whenever I realize that she is my wife now. I drove my eyes away and head back to the bed.

Lacey's POV: Cracking down these radical factions has gotten easier since the beginning of the Reversal. In the beginning, I remember receiving so much backlash. About 40% of the population was on board. 50% resented it, but they were willing to comply. And the last 10% was the minority of radical (mostly men) people trying to win back their misogynistic society. We repressed that immediately. But naturally, as those weeds were plucked, more arose, which is why our loyal "Societal Coordinator" Harry is in charge of burning them. We use "Societal Coordinator" for technical reasons. Really, he susses out suspicious people, and "sets them straight". "Setting them straight" could mean a variety

"I am sure, alpha. The jealousy has been killing me. Watching her heal you with blood. Watching Ezra cut himself for her. I want my place. Avery, tell me yes. Let me bite." Avery swallowed hard, her hands gripping his shirt. "Yes. But talk while you do it. I need to hear why this matters so much. Make me understand the fire in you." He pushed her hair aside, exposing her shoulder. "Because you are ours. Not just his. The reverse harem means balance. I bring the raw strength. The kind that blows walls and drives through fire. You feel that?" His mouth hovered near her skin. Avery shivered. "I feel it. Your hands are shaking. Jax, this bite will hurt. You ready for what comes after? The bond p