Family Harem Novels & Stories

A nurse pushed a treatment cart past us in the hallway, and several family members chatted nearby. The man’s face changed again. “So you’re my cousin-in-law.” He adjusted his expression swiftly and offered a cautious smile. “I’m James Carter. Serena is my distant cousin. “My son and I came up from our hometown for treatment. We didn’t know anyone here, so Serena helped us out a little…” “Is that so?” I gave no sign of belief and stepped past him into the room. I did not believe Serena possessed that kind of kindness. A little boy lay in a hospital bed, about seven or eight years old, reading a comic book.

The little worms come crawling in, bringing their finest heirlooms, hoping to bribe me into letting their son out of the dungeon or spare their daughter from being sold to another pack’s brothel to pay off the family debt. Why would I give a fuck about their useless, petty problems? Although… some of those family heirlooms are fairly nice, and I don’t mind taking them to add to the castle décor, even if I forget who the fuck their sons or daughters are. Whatever is happening to them, they probably deserve it.

Her black hair was always pulled into a straight shiny ponytail behind her, a few strands sticking out on either side of her face. May on the other hand was from another kingdom called Lazaroth. Unlike the rest of us from noble houses, May was the daughter of a blacksmith back in her village. But she was never phased by this. May was one of the strongest and fearless people I knew and she was a promising ninja already.

“Yes, I have the photo that was sent out. You know what this means? We’ll be filthy rich. I already called him and he’s on his way.” I looked between the two helplessly, trying to piece together the conversation. Sophie is still passed out on the floor behind me and I’m overpowered. I really wish I brought one of the guys with me. “What do we do with the other one?” The dark haired guy asked, licking his chops. “Whatever you want, add her to your harem if you want, I don’t care.” Jimmy shrugs. I tried to run past the men and am stopped almost immediately by Jimmy.

After everything I woke up to this morning, I’m not sure I want to know more about him. Still, I say. “Go on. Tell me.” “Okay, I think you should know that the King has a harem—” “What?” My voice rises before I can control it. “A harem? As in… women?” “Yes—” I scoff. “Of course he has a harem. What else would I expect from a wolf? They’re nothing like humans.” My voice turns sharp as I list all the bad things I’ve heard about them. But Kie shakes her head. “The King’s mother, Her Highness Renna, is the one who created the harem.”

"You're just too kind. We're so lucky to have you. You're the Moon Goddess' greatest gift to our family. Alright, we'll do as you say. Let's just focus on your recovery." The golden sunset poured through the healing center's windows, wrapping the four of them in warm light. Watching that perfect family scene, I felt like nothing more than an outsider. I was never a part of this family. I didn't belong in that warmth. I tried to speak, but no one could hear me. I wanted to run, but my soul was still bound to Mom. I could only watch in silence as they repeatedly shamed me.

The Hollis twins were prodigies. They never needed sedatives to keep their wolves under control during full-moon trials, because they had me. I was 19, and I still hadn't shifted. My parents said I had a weak heart, that I couldn't stop taking my medication or leave the house during a full moon. But whenever the twins trained under a full moon, my mother rolled up my sleeve and connected a collection tube to the machine. By the time I was too dizzy to stand, Jace and Skye Hollis were already back in front of the cameras, acting as if nothing had happened. When I was seven, Jace went into a frenzy and bit straight through my arm. My mother stitched up the wound, gave me a piece of candy, an

“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!”

Christianas' POV; I walk out of my bedroom adjusting my hair. Tucking some of the stray strands behind my ear before walking briskly down the stairs and towards the meeting room. In a mansion as big as this, there are many rooms, halls, passageways, and the likes. So much so, if care is not taken, one can get lost. The house isn't just grand because we have the money to flaunt about, but because we are a huge family. We are 17 in my family, but if we're counting cousins wives, and kids, we are a total of 25. I know right! huge number!

I was interrupted which I'm thankful for. "Relax girl, Javi and my husband has been doing this for a long time, they know what they are doing. It's even a family business." Family business? Does this mean that Ace..? No, it's not possible. What if? No, Ace is not that type of person, right? So do I even really know him? "Family business? Javi's brother works with them?" I poured more wine in her glass cup as well as mine. She took a huge gulp emptying it, I nervously waited for her answer.