Harem Academy Novels & Stories

They looked like they were trying to kiss but something was keeping them from doing so. It seemed ironic that Layla would be reading a romance novel when she seemed like the last person on earth who wanted to fall in love. It was also ironic that she was stuck in a harem for a man that seemed revolted by affection. Rebecca looked away. She went to rub her face to alleviate some of the burning, but she remembered she was wearing makeup just before she was about to mess up Yasmine’s hard work. She lowered her hand and clenched the dress’s fabric in her fists.

“I’m worried about it, too, but I figure this is the same process all of us used to get into the world. If all of those other women can do it, so can I. Right?” I nod. I know she is assuming my somber mood is all because of the scary picture they just showed me. “The picture shocked me, yes, but I am making this face this because we might have to go to war,” I admit. Rose blinks her beautiful eyelashes at me and seems a bit lost. “War? What war?” she asks. “There is an Alpha named Kane who thinks it was unfair for him not to be considered as a candidate for the throne. He wants to be the fifth Alpha trying to get you pregnant,” I explain.

I sat down and looked to her expectantly. “So… Um. I suppose we can start with the Harem itself? This is where King Xaden keeps the women from his conquests. He usually keeps four to six girls in his private wing for himself alone, but the Harem is like his reserve. The place he keeps courtesans he’s not really interested in anymore but doesn’t want to sell yet.” My stomach rolled with every word. By the gods. How awful. “We’re currently twenty girls in the Harem. Twenty one including you now. Um…” Her nose scrunched prettily as if she was trying to think of any other details she might’ve been missing.

“Will you have a harem and make her life miserable for being your fated mate? Or make her Luna?” Despite Damon's current uncertainty about Sera and his beguiling attraction for Lana, he strongly opposes the idea of having a harem. Though this practice is not frowned upon in their culture, he has witnessed what becomes of homes like that in the vampire kingdom, and even within his own Pack. “I have no interest in harems. As for Luna, it's a title with responsibilities, and it's not my priority at the moment. “ Ethan studies him for a moment before slowly nodding his head. “Well, you better keep it that way. She deserves it,”

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

I ask, lazing around in my bed instead of reading the books that Harbin had left me. Then, I trail my fingers on Theo’s chest. He is still heaving after a powerful orgasm. He shifts his body towards me and interlaces his legs on mine. He places his hand on my back and pulls me closer to him so that my stomach is touching his hard one. “They did,” he answers. “Who is it?” “A servant of one of the harem women who is not successful to bear me a child.” I flinch, but instead, he traps me on his arms and legs. “Now that the harem building burned, where is your harem going to stay?”

I nodded, slowly sipping the finest espresso I had ever had in my life. “Wyatt, I have chosen you to be part of my harem.” “I heard that part. I don't know what that means, but I did hear that part.” “It means a lot of things. It means I am asking you to be part of my family, my love, my life, for as long as you live. You will never need anything, never want for anything. You want a blonde? A brunette? Both? You got it. Just like this library. And more. You will never yearn for dig sites. You will never beg yourself to go back to study. It will all be right here, for you. It means that I will love you as my own, my darling sweet archaeologist.”

Getting filthy, outrageously rich. --- Mythos Academy is stupidly huge. Tens of thousands of rich, superpowered, emotionally unstable teenagers crammed into one campus. Most people see a prestigious, globally ranked powerhouse. I just see an absolutely massive, untapped goldmine. With that much raging teenage chaos in one place, the Academy's internal forum is a warzone, strictly divided into nine Alignment Factions. Naturally, as a money-hungry degenerate, I applied to join all nine.

“Enough of this! A new voice boomed across the room, causing my body to freeze. An older man walked into the room; he held a cane in his hand that moved with him as he walked. At the sound of his voice, all three shifters stopped fighting and began to whimper as if they were in pain. The man lifted his cane and drew a circle around the shifters. An intense pressure stole my breath and walls of light divided between the three, encircling them and keeping them separate. They weren’t happy as they thrashed against the barriers keeping them separated, trying to desperately get at one another. I couldn’t help but flinch away; I didn’t like to see them fighting like this and I couldn’t help but bl

I had a feeling my new roommate was going to make my life hell. The dorms were nothing like I expected. Spacious, luxurious, more like suites than student rooms. Dominion Academy clearly didn’t just train warriors—it crafted alphas fit to rule. I stepped inside cautiously, taking in the dark furnishings, the massive window overlooking the training fields, the single sleek desk against the wall and the chair pressed against it. Cassian was already there. He leaned against the table, arms still crossed like he had been in the great hall. He didn’t speak at first, just watched me.