Fantasy Harem Novels & Stories

Your person is coming. She smiled. “Thank you.” He nodded, “Go home, young lady.” Kisha stood, then hesitated. Can I ask you something? “Of course.” Why did you stop to help me? He looked at her as though the answers were obvious. “Because you needed help.” Nothing more. No price, no expectation, no demand, just kindness. Kisha’s eyes filled again. She understood then. That was what Morgan had given her. That was what she had been searching for. Love that didn’t come with a contract, care that didn’t have conditions and a place where she didn’t have to perform to deserve belonging.

His presence wasn’t loud, yet no one dared speak while he stood. Dressed in rich royal blue, every inch of him screamed regality, right down to his shining leather shoes. He stood before his pact—his chosen allies—not a pack. Enigmas could not hold other Enigmas in a traditional pack. Instead, they formed Pacts: elite alliances of power forged through synchronized pheromones. A ritual of dominance and mutual respect, where two high-ranking Enigmas bind their aura to others, marking them with a bond deeper than blood.

he whispers in my ear. The guy is a goofball! Colt can be such a tease! But I can't say I don't enjoy the attention from the twins. They sure know how to treat a girl. With both of them pressed up against my body and their hands wandering, I can hardly figure out where one stops and the other begins. Or maybe we are all just one being? I wonder if they will have separate mates, or will they have to share one? Both our magics are nature based, and tend to work well together. What would happen if we all ended up together? The thought sends a spark running through me. What exactly would that be like?

I countered her. "I know, but it will help you when you learn it. You will need it in the future, at least to please your husband. Not all the women you see here are for every man. Some are exclusive, while others just want to gain the knowledge on how to entertain their men. But so far, the Dark Realm Auction owns this harem, so you see, it's not all outsiders that are open to the experience," she explained calmly, and I breathed out heavily.

In the room were ten men, seated naked in a circle on single wooden chairs. The room was well lit and had a patient bed somewhere at the corner. There were charts of penises hung up on the walls and a banner on the wall that read boldly : TINY PRICK HUMILIATION Ana was a dominatrix. And the founder of the community that consisted of a group of sub men who had a fetish for humiliation, mockery and downgrading. “Welcome to TPH. My name is Anna and I am here to help you learn… how to own your disgraceful jokes of pricks.” Anna said, taking her seat on a couch at the top of the circle.

Eventually, she averts her gaze and comes to sit on the side of the stairs that I occupied before. “ Is it about the Harem? ” She asks, staring into the distance where he appeared and disappeared like a figure of a mystical story. I release a soft breath and sit down. “ How can you tell? ” “ You are a Princess and a Lycan. They have big egos. They never share. ” She shrugs. “ No woman should have to share her man. ” I frown. “ Still, witches are forced to do that in the Harem of the King. ” Her lips curl up bitterly.

“Sorry, take care of Brandon. He’s being overwhelmed by his magic. I will enter the building and check. I have fire magic if you don’t remember.” Without even hearing my reply, he runs towards the harem building with live fire being continuously engulfed by Brandon’s magic. After Klevon, the other generals and soldiers continue to arrive. Like Klevon, they enter the harem building while muttering about how the other unsuccessful women are still in the building. One by one, they take women out of the building. Most are unconscious, while some are shivering in the cold.

There were many rumours about her but none of them came out as a truth when the time passed and the mystery unfolded itself. Zackarya Hall, the most feared alpha, was determined to conquer the Fated Kingdom as he knew no one was guarding that after the King's demise. He was ready to own everything in the kingdom and in the castle but little did he know there was a life breathing inside the castle to make him obsessed with it. ~ This story contains: ➝Explicit scenes ➝Alcohol consumption ➝Sexual/erotic/mature scenes ➝Mild violence From The Author: • This is a Royal fantasy romance. Read it according to your taste.

"Let the fire meet the ice. Let's see which one shatters first." The Harem is crossing the frozen wasteland, fueled by a bond that has become a physical bridge. Elara is seated on the Frozen Throne, becoming the epicenter of a new world order. As the two forces collide in the heart of the glacier, will the heat of the Found Family be enough to thaw the Queen, or will the Ice Core consume them all?

Although she knows why Alaric was with her in the first place, the very thought that she got to experience some passion with Alaric was making her jealous. “His lover, eh?” Mariah asked. “Aye, my lady. You see, t’s normal for the noble males to have a harem of women, and they could have as many number as they want. However, the women are always allowed to move around and do whatever they want, just in case they should find their mates. Once they do, the noble male they are with settles them by paying their dowry. T’s expected for the males to have the harem because they are to gather experiences in order to satisfy their mate,” Elena explained.