Curse Of The Royal Harem Novels & Stories

I pleaded, my eyes pleading for answers. Eirene nodded, her voice trembling slightly with the weight of her words. "It is said that a member of the royal family centuries ago fell deeply in love with a commoner. Their love was forbidden as it threatened the delicate balance of power within the kingdom. The royal family fearing the repercussions made an unthinkable decision." My eyes widened, realization dawning upon me. "You mean they… they... killed the commoner?" Eirene nodded somberly. "Yes, they deemed it necessary to protect their position and the secrets that surrounded the royal lineage. It was a devastating blow to the person they saw as a threat and the pain and misery that followed

I ask. “The King’s harem is a direct representation of him and his power,” Bethany says. “You must appear compliant to his will at all times. If you show even the slightest reluctance of the King’s commands, particularly in front of others, including his honored guests, then you embarrass the King himself.” “What happens when someone embarrasses the King?” At this point, I’m almost afraid to ask. Bethany’s face tightens into a grimace. “They die.”

"That's right! The empire would never stand for it. Hazem Empire would be seen as cruel and unjust, allowing so many innocent brides to die in vain." I smiled inwardly, knowing I had them hooked. My words were nothing but lies, but I was certain the Marquis and his wife would swallow them whole. And I was right. They were too blinded by their own ambition to see the truth. In reality, if the empire discovered the curse was broken, they would indeed wage war against Hazem. But not because they cared about the brides who died, but because Alpha Grant would use the birth of his child as proof that the curse was broken, solidifying his claim to the throne and ensuring his legacy. After the birth

Not just him; in fact, all the sons of the Royal have been placed under a curse. The Royal family has been cursed by a powerful witch to die at the age of 30 without finding their true mate during the war between witches and werewolves; it is a curse that has existed in the Royal family for generations now. There is no way to break the curse as the witch who made the curse died in battle and the history about the curse or a way to break it has been wiped off. It has existed up to our 8th generation.

Aiden winked. “Hey shutup! You’ve already slept with half the women here. How can you even say that?” Hailey slapped him upside the head then turned back to Denise with a frown, “Anyway I’m hoping we can be friends, so I’m telling you this for your own good. The royals are cursed. Do you want that curse to fall on you as well?” “Cursed?” Denise blinked.

Music thudded from inside the bar, muffled but persistent. My laptop rested on my lap as I pushed myself to focus on work. Palace politics were a tangled mess, one I needed to unravel before it strangled Liora further. I scanned the ancient legal database for the third time tonight, my eyes burning, patience wearing thin. And there, it was again. Cold. Unyielding. Cruel! “A king’s mate must be formally entered into the royal harem prior to coronation.” Harem! That word tasted like ash!

I suddenly remembered my blunder of the century, shaking the ground below my feet. That book! I gave the rule book to Lizette for better understanding about the Royals’ traditions, the section of King’s harem had ten chapters in it. Blimey! “Is my Erasthai avoiding me because of the women in my harem?”

she replied expectantly. It made the corners of his lips curl up. “I have a…” Rhys trailed off as he felt the weight of Amira’s stare on him. Her whole attention was on him now, and it was more unsettling because she was in his body watching him. With a sigh, he started again. “The men in the Quintrell family, the royal line… are cursed. Finding our mate puts an end to it.” Amira closed the book and set it aside. “What curse? I didn’t hear anything about a…” Amira trailed off, realising it was the royal family and there were probably many secrets the public was not aware of.

Liora promised. “What's your plan now?” Liora asked, and I shrugged, unsure of my next step. “I need to know what happened to the previous Queen. I need to know which faction between the Red and the Radical faction that caused her death.” I revealed. “And I need to know what this curse thingy is all about.” “How is nobody making a big deal of this curse like it's a national issue?” I asked. “Almost every King has had a curse hovering over them. It's some history that only the royal family and Faction leaders properly know about.” Liora answered.

What kind of terrible mother am I? The king shushed her, "shh, please stop beating yourself up. I don't want your health to be affected. Everything that happened was done by Meela. She solicited the help of a dangerous witch who cursed Kathy. That was the reason we all hated her. I am even appalled by the fact that I almost hung someone to death, how much more the fact that she is our princess. But I know we were all under the influence of the witch's curse. I feel better that she is with Mason. Everything surely makes sense now. The prophecy said that she would marry Mason but because of the curse, Mason ended up asking for Athena's hand in marriage.