Harem Books Novels & Stories

“I know everything seems unreasonable and silly but this is the truth. Svetlana has heard dad and Luna Maze talking about her being the Moon stone. That’s the reason why she made Asher join this harem competition in the first place.” Pausing for a moment he shrugged. “Well, of course. Apart from saving the pack’s reputation after being beaten by us. But yeah, I couldn’t let him manipulate or blackmail Svetlana into picking him.” Raihan finished his explanation and glanced at expressionless Sahan. Meanwhile, Zuhan was still wondering and processing the whole revelation. “I know she is our mate and what I did was absolutely wrong. Especially without talking it out with you guys.”

“She has been by service for six years. With her, you will learn the dos and don'ts of this harem.” A harem? Wait did they bring me to the harem?? I almost yelled at her. Annabelle told me stories about harem. One man and a hundred wives. With each struggling to be his favorite. I never wanted to share my husband with me. Another thought came to my mind, just when I was about to protest. If Ivar was married to many women, he was going to be less concern and forget about my existence . ~which makes it a brilliant idea.~

Natasha I ran my fingers along the spines on my favorite shelf on the bookshelf in the corner of my room. This shelf was where all of my romance novels sat waiting to take me to another world where I could explore all of my fantasies that I was too embarrassed to verbalize. I picked up a newer book, that I had bought, up on a whim. It’s synopsis boasted of a reverse harem shifter theme that had intrigued me from the jump. I put it in my bag to read by the fountain in the middle of town later that day.

All her moans were muffled by his thick virile meat. "I'm being bred!" The thought mixed both heart-stopping terror and quim-quivering excitement. She couldn't help herself. She couldn't help feeling so totally possessed, so completely feminine, so utterly controlled by these powerful men. She was theirs. She was their breeding toy. Tara felt the men surrounding her, their hard muscled bodies taking her, fucking her, using her. She was in heat, and needed to be bred. The familiar tightness seized her belly, and with a shudder that coursed throughout she came again, her fertile pussy clutching tight.

" ************** OMG its over AHHHHH.... I really did cry this time. Anyway I love them so much and I will miss them so much. But I am writing another book in this next chapter titled: SISTERS DESIRE, and you guys should really goo check it out. Its a fictional story that involves incest, but it is not an incest only story. It focuses on Harem Lit. All characters involved in sexual activities of any kind are eighteen years or older. None of these events are real, no matter how badly we may want them to be. (Sucks doesn't it) Please rate and comment. Enjoy. and I think its really interesting.

They lived in the cramped insides of the Harem, where fresh air was rare to find as the air there was consistently filled with sex, smoke, and sweat. The Harem was a busy and traumatizing place to be. So many men, mated and unmated, walked in and out every day, frequenting it. There were different sections too. Breeders who had been impregnated by some common wolves walked around with swollen bellies as the day of their labour drew near, while the pleasure house was the worst part of the Harem.

My in-game ID in "Galaxy Rim" was "Moonwalker," and I was the top-paying mage on the entire server. Half a month ago, my Alien-brand computer had been sent in for repairs, so I had borrowed Stacy's cheap laptop once. I never expected her to secretly save my password. Not only did she steal my account, but she also secretly saved my aesthetic social media photos that were only visible for three days, used them to present herself as a rich and beautiful girl, and started flirting with multiple players in the game at once.

Music thudded from inside the bar, muffled but persistent. My laptop rested on my lap as I pushed myself to focus on work. Palace politics were a tangled mess, one I needed to unravel before it strangled Liora further. I scanned the ancient legal database for the third time tonight, my eyes burning, patience wearing thin. And there, it was again. Cold. Unyielding. Cruel! “A king’s mate must be formally entered into the royal harem prior to coronation.” Harem! That word tasted like ash!

I replied curtly. “Very good. You must have experience which is what we value the most here at the harem.” I nearly cringed as we approached the chambers. There were so many doors that I thought of just how many women the alpha was sleeping with. If every room was for two people, then that would be possibly up to fifty women! That was absolutely crazy. The fact that a tradition like this was still upheld made me want to puke. When we got to the room, she opened the door and got in.

The professor, oblivious to the term, questioned, "What does 'harem' mean?" I cast a wry smile at him. "Professor, sometimes ignorance is bliss." Randy, always eager to enlighten, explained, " 'Harem' means one man dating multiple women at the same time!" The professor frowned, his disapproval evident. "Oh, this won't do! One should be faithful!" "It's just a novel! But what intrigues me about this one is the male lead; I've never seen a protagonist in a harem novel this hard to pursue!" Randy said.