Demon Harem Novels & Stories

A sea of Familiar Demons crowded the courtyard, murmuring and flexing for attention. Inside, the Monarchy gathered around a massive white marble table with 72 seats—each representing a Demon King, Duke, Prince, or lower. I spotted Baal, the host of the meeting, sitting center seat. Old as sin, face wrinkled like a rotting scroll. On his right, Beleth—a chunky bastard who always eats mid-meeting. On his left, Vine—bald, jacked, and dumb as bricks. I took my seat across them. Belial was beside me, nerdy, small-framed, glasses fogged with excitement.

The girls were also enjoying a lot and laughing. Everything was beyond my understanding as to what was happening. I asked the demon “What is all this happening? “And why have you brought me here?” I was looking at Demon with surprise when he said to me “This is the work I have for you, what you saw below is all an illusion but in reality I run a brothel.” Hearing this, my eyes were wide open, I could never have imagined that such a good looking man could do such a thing. Demon looked at me and said, “What happened, why are you looking at me like this, I am not a common man but I am the owner of the biggest brothel of this city, girls here earn in lakhs and live a lavish life.”

"Jacob! Jacob! Help me!" His cry seemed to go unheard because the smoke that surrounded him only grew thicker and he was surprised when a red creature, with two horns, and a long tail appeared in front of him. A demon. "What are you doing here? Why are you here?" Linus asked fearfully. "I'm going to give you an offer." The demon laughed hysterically and showed an event just like Lord Rasmus was doing. "You killed a lot of people... and in exchange for those souls, I will give you power. You will be able to do everything. I will make you my disciple and you will not have to think about what else to do. I will let you, unlike Lord Rasmus who stops you from everything you want and punishes you.

Every noble gave way for him to walk through. Roman moved through the crowd effortlessly. Lysan's hand tightened on the glass. He had seen that smile a thousand times, in battle fields, in his nightmares, everywhere. But here, no one knew what that smile hid. Dyleon whispered softly to Lysan. “Wow, so that's the famous Demon prince, Roman Da'Luca.” “Yeah.” “They say he's gonna be the next Demon king.” Dyleon's eyes trailed Roman. “But, mere looking at him, he doesn't seem like someone who could cause terror.”

The entire world-building, the entire magic system, exists solely to justify the characters engaging in sex. "Normal people can have multiple partners if they are powerful," Arlo continues, his voice hushed. "Awakeners even more so. Partners who are officially recognized by a powerful Awakener are called 'Familiars'. Many Demi-humans consider it a high honor to become a Familiar to a strong Awakener." He looks down at his hands. "My mother has many Familiars. My father was just one of them. That Vampire brother I mentioned? We share the same mother, but different fathers. Even though I am weak and pose no threat to his inheritance, we are technically rivals."

As Jo stepped outside the chamber, it was filled to the brim. The higher demons, warlords and lords with curling horns, slit-pupil eyes, and ceremonial robes. The strongest classed demons and their leader, the plague demons, veiled in disease-mist. Lady Bellamira, the demoness of mirrors, with silver glass for skin. Group of Aamon, the smart class whose wings had once eclipsed a battlefield. And a lot more than Jo could remember. Jo’s sisters were seated in the front row, each one more perfect and poised than the last.

The call trails off and Adrian continues gaming on his console while Lena gets dressed and prepares for her training. Meanwhile in the abyss, loud gargling and growling of demons can be heard from ever angle. A very handsome man sits on a red throne with long flowing hair. He has perfect golden hair on his chin as he strokes his beards. He has five servants that stand behind him with perfect sync. They dress in ancient, medieval dresses that entails that they have lived for a long and certain period of time. Many low grade demons writhe and snarls as they exhibit uncanny, childish behaviours such as fighting and chasing each other. They come in different appearances such as : Dogs, wolves, h

Aria also bowed and left, leaving Eden and I alone. “Queen Aurora,” he said, his voice smooth, but there was no mistaking the tension in my eyes. It didn’t matter that he tried to speak kindly; I had seen too much already. I know now. The version of him I thought I understood had cracked. “What is this place?” I asked again, my voice flat but laced with disappointment. Eden looked around lazily before answering. “This is Damon’s harem.” My face tightened and Eden glared at me. “Don’t worry, Damon hardly comes here. It’s more for us; his trusted alphas, his friends.” he said quickly.

Her mother giggled and she smiled. “But it all seems so fast. What does your finance do?” Her father asked and Ashley turned to Hayden and gave him a go-ahead look. “Well, Mr. Smith, I will do a proper introduction. My name is Hayden, I don't have a last name because my family died over three thousand years ago, I am a demon and your daughter is my mate.” “What?” Mr. Smith muttered. “He is not lying dad, he is a demon and I am his mate.” “Is this some kind of a joke?” Her mother laughed and Hayden sighed, he let go of Ashley and he teleported beside her parents, they both flinched and he teleported back to Ashley.

His blood ran cold when everyone froze in place, Asha included Damian and Diamanté had suddenly appeared at their table as if the two chairs they were sitting in were there the whole time. “Well well well, look what Blood’s got going on here. You’re in heaven right now, aren’t you?” Damian asked though not expecting an answer. Diamanté went to run the back of his hand against Asha’s face, but Young growled out, “don’t you dare touch her.” Both demons eyed him and shared a troubling look. “The council sent us to see how your progress is going and imagine our surprise when we find you humaning around with your little doll,” Damon said.