Empress's Harem Novels & Stories

“He's the emperor, having numerous wives is normal. She's the greedy one who is possessive and wants him all to herself. Look how she's glaring at us just because we stared at him.” “She already had him for months, that's more than enough. The council will pressure him to take more wives. Then, it will become survival of the fittest. Once a few of the noble women marries him, she would stand no chance. Being the empress will definitely be a pipe dream for someone like her. She's not qualified to have such a perfect man.” “I used to be so scared of him. I never knew he was actually amicable and good to his women. I will try my best to enter the harem.”

The only woman he knew, Lady Eradine, had to sanitize her hands before he would allow her to be anywhere near him. The Emperors of the other Empires had more than 10 wives. The aggressive and volatile temper of their Lykan required them to have more chosen mates to calm their beast and keep them sane. However, Dion became anxious the moment he heard Zeonen's intention to search for an ideal empress outside of the Crescent Empire. An empress that wasn't Lady Eradine meant another woman in Zeonen's life, a man who was clueless about the intricacies and complexities of a woman's heart.

“ Using title of the eldest member of Azure clan, I order you, Jasper Azure, to step aside of my way. Or get ready to face the consequences.” Her old wrinkled eyes changed color immediately switching to dark brown with a golden glow. She would transform any time to launch an attack. Everyone in the WEREALM was aware about Grand Empress : A fierce, deadly and marvelous fighter. She had never lost any of the fights in past. Sometimes, she even defeated her late husband, the Emperor. She turned old, but not powerless.

Yan Sha felt around again and found a soft bed that had been made up for her to sleep so she collapsed and fell into a deep dreamless sleep. As she closed her eyes she heard a faint clink, like something had opened. She knew she needed to be alert, but she was just too tired. The exhaustion more than she'd considered. =//= "Your highness what is the meaning of this? I have spent over fifteen years doing every command at your whim. My whole life is devoted to you. Please you cannot do this to the empress. The harem will not stand if there is no one to lead it. The imperial family must have order for the rest of the world to echo in the order of what should be heaven on earth here with

And at the highest row, shrouded in darker garments —Caligo observers that have sharp eyes, quiet and watchful. Her breath hitched. She looked ahead—and her stomach dropped. The Emperor and Empress stood at the center of the arena. Emperor Priam—forty-two, tall and broad-shouldered, his dark hair slicked back, his sharp jawline shadowed by a short beard. His presence was cold and overwhelming. His deep, unreadable eyes locked onto Alessia the moment she entered. Empress Ariadne—late thirties, poised as if carved from royal marble. Her hair, dark brown and intricately braided, glimmered with embedded moonstone pins. Her gaze held both intellect and scrutiny.

However, the empress' vicious heart bothered me a lot because I was in the fucking novel. If I married Dante and he slept with another woman, I would not care much. But if I was his concubine and he got an empress, I would be dead soon. This marriage must be stopped at all cost.

His hands wrapped around her waist and he pulled Kim closer. She struggled to release herself from him and Her eyes went through the head mirror. And she gasped. Oh no! She seems to forget Henry is gay and Andrew is his lover. How come she didn't think of it and allow him to touch her in the car? Andrew might have seen them through the mirror and gotten angry. She begins to move away from him slightly. This time, he lefts her. Vannessa enters the empress's chamber and sees her receiving massages from the maid, two of them massaged her deets while another was on her neck. She watched as the maid's hands move from the neck to the shoulders.

James said solemnly, “Remember, from now on, the Wyrmscale Source is no longer under Emperor Tapia. From now on, you have an Emperor and Empress. The Wyrmscale Source will be under the Jademora Empire. Everyone was startled by James’ declaration. ‘Empress?’ Marius immediately asked, “Master, by Empress, do you mean Ms. Thea?” James looked at Marius and said, “Don’t call me that. To me, Febby was always adorable, not a pervert that publicly shows his lust.” Marius instantly knelt to the ground and explained, “When I went to the mortal realm, it was an accident that I became a female. I swear, I’m a man! Otherwise, I would have fallen in love with you.”

I would have looked backward to see who it was had the orderly movement not struck my eye. The women froze at first then immediately recovering from their shock, the ones closest to the right side of the wall, moved to it and the ones closest to the left side move to it, thus creating more than enough space for ten people to pass through. I stole a glance at the old empress as she moved, hands behind her back like she was inspecting. Grand? The previous King's mother? A really weird monarchy this is. It was no wonder she could call Empress Hera like that. How could Katherine cope with this sort of arrangement? Her title here was no less a decoration beside her name. Like the other two would

My face burned. I looked away quickly. Shame wrapped itself around me like a heavy blanket. I was small. Weak. Vulnerable. What would he think of me now? What would Bryan do if he knew the truth? I wished I could run out of the room. I did not belong there. But Tasha stepped forward and broke the silence. She coughed. "There's something I have to say before we sign anything." Everyone turned to her. "I am not the CEO of Denim Group," she stated emphatically. "The real CEO is right here next to me."