Celebrity Harem Novels & Stories

She put everything I had shared with her into it, making each of our dreams for a child come true. Just 3 months after meeting with her, Crimson had suddenly become pregnant and was able to have the experience of carrying and giving life to our first child. Having no clue who the child would resemble as the pregnancy was completely created through Hera's abilities, we were all in for quite the shock when Crimson gave birth to a baby girl who looked just like Damien, with the exception of my burgundy hair.

Haley nodded. "Do you vote me for your aunty Brielle?" he asked pointing to me. Haley looked at me and at him. "Tata?" she asked. Damian nodded. Haley looked at me for a moment and then at Damian. "But she's already married to uncle Theo" she said. I laughed. Damian looked at her and at me in disbelief. I taught her too well. *ting I checked the notification and saw that Aia sent me a link. From: Babe

Under the blazing sun, the party walked for an entire half hour before arriving at the village square. "Is this a stone altar?" "Aren't altars par for the course when it comes to myths about the sea? What's there to be surprised about?" The party discussed amongst themselves carefully, before Afro exclaimed, "Wait, that altar isn't made of stones, it's made of human skulls! Wasn't this supposed to just be an A-ranked dungeon? How did so many people die here?" At the center of the square stood a massive watchtower built entirely from human bones.

“With all due respect, Luna, these reforms would make us nothing more than stud animals. The Harem has always been about more than just reproduction.” Riley watched Sabrina’s face carefully, noting the slight tightening around her eyes. She was preparing for battle. “The Harem has also been about death,” she replied, her voice steady. “Seventeen men in the last twenty years across allied packs. All recorded as accidents or honourable duels.” The room fell silent. Riley could hear his own heartbeat thundering in his ears. “Those were isolated incidents,” Elder Marcus insisted, though his voice lacked conviction. “Were they?” Sabrina’s gaze swept across the assembled males. “How many of you ha

Cindy, a cum-drenched wreck covered in sweat, milk, and drying semen, stood on the platform on shaky legs. “I have a special birthday wish,” she announced breathlessly. The twelve bulls and the guests cheered wildly. “I want all of you to breed me again… flood my married womb with your superior seed. And I want my pathetic cuck to watch every thick drop go inside me, then suck every single one of your big black cocks clean while he fucks his own ass like the desperate, broken bitch he is.” “Cuck, you must smile, thank your masters properly, and make that fluffy tail bounce for everyone.” Laughter and applause filled the room. Mark’s face flushed deep red with shame.

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.

Then the screen showed it again—Freya, laughing softly this time, standing beside yet another man. Three. Not one. Not two. Three different men. My breath caught when recognition finally hit me. These weren’t just any men. They were Harrisons. The Harrison brothers. My shock quickly transformed into something darker—something thrilled. This wasn’t a small secret. This wasn’t a careless mistake. This was explosive. Freya wasn’t just lying. She was entangled. I leaned back slowly, eyes glowing with satisfaction as the implications settled in. If Malum knew about this—if the world knew—

Lucian said. I looked out of the window expecting to see the club and say a mansion. I looked at the mansion and the looked at the Twins and said “ Are you serious right now? What is this a classic romcom, BDSM, fifty shades of Yes please?” Zalindra just stared in disbelief at the sight before her. She thought to herself “A girl could get used to this…”

"Being merciful to your enemies is being cruel to yourself." That was what Aaron often told Grace. "I'll handle the rest. You just focus on preparing for the fashion show," Xander said. "Okay." As soon as Grace arrived home, a new hashtag rose to the top of the trending list online. #HeiressDownForAThreesome Minutes ago, various well-known entertainment media from Pamore had gathered outside Room 888 of a hotel with cameras and microphones aimed at the tightly closed door.

“When I’m done, I'll tell you.” “Whatever. Don't just get caught up in his family inheritance war. I dont want my friend dead. His mother scares the living day light out of me. His sons are hot though.” I paused again as she looked up. “What? You haven't seen them?” “Only pictures. I was not really curious.” “They are insanely hot. All three of them. The first one, Damon, is a real estate owner. He has five of them, he is about twenty-eight years old. Got divorced last year, zero kids and he hot, holy fuck!”