Novel & Cerita Harem Games

Because the woman I want to be buried in has made it her sole purpose to drag me to the brink of insanity. She knew I couldn’t have her against her will. I was many things, that was for sure. But I wasn’t a rapist. A little part of me wanted to storm down to the harem and have any of my whores. But I did not want any of them. All I want is her. The heat moon is set to hit the skies a few nights from now. It was a night of lust and absolute chaos. A night without rules or control. It was due to the heat moon that I even created the harem in the first place. The first time the sinful moon manifested its powers on me, I went on a fucking spree.

“Shut up, Zyran!” I stared up at the ceiling, still half pinned under Dax, breathing too hard for someone who just fought a rock demon and got kissed into a spiritual crisis. “This,” I said weakly, “is the dumbest harem ever built.” Zaiden glared. “Harem?” Zyran looked wounded. “We prefer ‘devoted forces of destruction.’” Riven finally stood, walked over with the slow disappointment of a tired father, snapped his fingers and all three idiots froze in place, mid-argument, mid-growl, and mid-jealous rage.

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Darkblood Count SMILED. [Okay, this little she-wolf might actually be onto something. No one survives him this long.] That eerie system voice woke me up again: [Initial players: 30. Current players: 15.] One night in, and five were monster food. Three others? They must've gone through something awful. Fear ratings hit 100. Then I got a message from one of the mages, Mara: [Yaya, are you okay? I should've warned you. The first three days, you have to bond with your 'family' fast. This is everything I know—take it as an apology for forcing you onto the 30th floor.]

“We love you.” I closed my eyes, safe and full and completely theirs. The night had been everything I needed and more. A perfect celebration of the four of us together. “And we want more babies from you.” Revenge. Love. All in a month led to this. No one can separate us now since the council had approved the unification system where all the three packs would now be led by my mates and their successors in the coming years. They are really my revenge harem. I love them very much.

“You must be aware of what a harem is.” I jerked out of the pain I was drowning in and looked up at the woman's back. Her hand was no longer tugged around my arm and she didn't turn to watch me. “Yes,” I muttered. “Every woman that joins the harem fulfills her purpose to the masters the night she is brought, are you aware of that too?” My feet stopped abruptly and my heart dropped into the pit of my belly when those words hit me. That meant that I would serve them in their bed tonight.

I accused before slamming down my mind shields and ending our conversation. "What if both die during the games?" Denver mused after a short moment of silence. "My father wouldn't create a game that could kill them. Not when each has their own packs to take care of," I waved off the suggestion with a flick of my wrist, "I don't even know how many games he plans on holding. The all-mighty Game Master has kept all his cards hidden." "Not really," a triumphant grin split Denver's full lips, "my father mentioned that there will be three to five games. Depending on how the Alphas perform. He will host one game a day every second day to give the Alphas a chance to rest in between."

"What's reverse harem?" "Many men sharing a single woman, instead of one man having many wives and concubines. It kind of negates the biological and physiological deficiencies of male reproduction." "Hence why lesbianism is preferable to women than heterosexuality," Brianna stated matter of factly. "If you don't love cock, Mistress," Marcia stated, just as certainly. "And these romance novels were the only source of your understanding of dominance/submission and sex slavery?" Sam asked. "I read one Gor novel, too, which really isn't a romance novel."

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.