Harem Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Instead, I nodded along with every point she made, agreeing with each one wholeheartedly. “I have a few I can give you to read. Have you ever heard of a Reverse Harem?” I wasn’t sure I’d ever see someone’s face contort into pure happiness the way Delaney’s did as I explained what a Reverse Harem was. This time, the whisper slipping past her lips wasn’t for show. She asked for more details, and even went as far as whipping out her phone to order a few. As class began and the professor hobbled in, his snowy hair slicked across a balding head, the room descended into silence.

I slapped my thigh again, harder this time, the skin burning red just like I planned to make hers. “What if your daughter sees how desperate you are for your driver’s cock, huh? Ms. Cilia on all fours, begging for it. No wonder your husband left you. You can’t even squeeze tight enough to keep a man satisfied. But you’ll squeeze for me. You’ll milk this filthy dick until you’re shaking.” The words spilled out between heavy breaths. I stroked faster, fist flying, the wet sound of skin on skin filling the small room. I imagined her bent over the hood of the car in some dark garage, ass up, face pressed to cold metal while I railed her from behind. Face slapping. Hair pulling. Making her repeat

She could only think it over and over. "I'm being bred..."- the man behind slammed into her roughly, a heavy hand seizing her shoulder as he sunk every inch of himself into her depths. She moaned loudly and thrust back. "I'm being bred..."- the man below, his cock slick with her juices, thrusted incessantly across her trimmed mound and up to her navel, his cock and balls rubbing along her clit with every stroke. Tara humped down against him eagerly. "I'm being bred." - Roy slid his cock deep into her mouth, his manhood pulsing hard as he pumped his fertile precum down Tara's throat. All her moans were muffled by his thick virile meat.

I did not think it would get this big when I came up with the outline, I am so sorry about that. I will be taking a little break and coming up with another story of a siren and three alpha mates. This will be a reverse harem story, and of course, I will keep it short. The curses and scolding that I received made me sweat in this book, lol. Once again, I apologize for the book getting a bit too long. However, I have learned my lesson and I will not do it in the future. Bows.

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 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.

I fold my arms and glare at him, tipping my head down so that I can look into his eyes. He closes the door to his office like he doesn’t want anyone to hear me dressing him down. “You were failing miserably at your task!” he chides. “Not only were you making it so that none of the Alphas wanted to marry you, but you were giving them all of the fuel they needed to conspire against me! Now, it’s not enough that they wanted to hang on to that despicable Breeder after those children have crawled from her womb, but now, they are talking about dividing up the kingdom! Before I even declare one of them king! I will not have my lands, all that I’ve worked for, parceled up like slices of pie because

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.”

Beginning of Book 3 Ruled by the Princess: Realm of the Chosen, a Reverse Harem Romance The sound of horses’ hooves beating against packed earth, cheers from the crowded stands, and the jarring clang of wood on metal were all drowned out by the sound of Princess Katrinetta’s heart beating out of her chest as she stared down from the riser. Gripping the wooden barrier that separated her from a fifteen foot fall to the arena floor beneath her, Kit’s knuckles were white, and despite the cool temperatures, a fine line of perspiration beaded her forehead.

Camille said, “I see. But you look older than eighteen.” Jess grinned. “I know, I get that a lot.” She turned her attention back to me and Aiden. “So, anyway, it’s nice to see you two being lovey-dovey tonight.” She frowned suddenly. “Haru, why are you so far away from Aiden? Move closer.” I rolled my eyes. I knew she was using me and Aiden to satisfy her Yaoi craving, since there hadn’t been a single lovey-dovey gay couple coming into the restaurant to entertain and please her tonight.