Harem Hero Novels & Stories

He fucked me slow and possessive, his eyes locked on mine the entire time, as if reminding me who I belonged to first. I came twice before he finally emptied himself inside me, marking me as his again. Afterwards, we lay tangled together, his hand gently stroking my hair. “The Harem wants more,” he said quietly. “They’re talking about expanding the circle. Introducing new regular Daddies. Bigger parties. They want to see how far you can go with me there to watch and direct.” I felt the Queen stir inside me, a warm, seductive pulse between my legs at the thought.

Even then, this was rare unless she went into heat while her main was away, and, depending on how long her heat lasted, it affected their chances. After she chose her main, she would choose her second, he would be the head of the Harem, after her, a third and a fourth. These would be the top males and most likely to father a pup after the main. In most cases, there would be up to twenty males in the Harem beyond the main. This is where the power games came in: some would spike others’ drinks. The one who spiked the drink would get maids to sleep with the competition, as cheating was a serious offence and meant a death sentence. Willing or not, it didn’t matter; they were meant to stay pure f

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I shouted quickly. Adipati took a deep breath and let it out quickly. "You know? I was bullied in high school; they abused me and took a video of me half-naked. It's a very horrible memory. They even spread the video; luckily, now no one has it because Kenan has cleaned up everything! From the story, You should know just this, right? How much Kenan means to me?" Hearing my story, Adipati's expression immediately turned somber. "I'll only consider him a hero, not someone I love, so... don't worry! I've prepared a special place for you in my heart!" I smiled so broadly in front of Adipati, making the man slowly soften and smile.

Now I'm getting nervous because of how intensely she’s looking at me. “I’m just… you know…” she shrugs her shoulders and pouts her lips. “Surprised to see a Harem girl here. They always choose other activities to engage themselves with.” “Ah… I see.” I’m not even surprised by that revelation. None of those Harem girls look like girls who want to get involved with any form of physical exercise. They are obsessed with looking pretty in order to seduce as many men as they can and I find that really pathetic.

While his eyes may be on the tree there, with its arrow-shaped green leaves, his attention is entirely elsewhere. In some moments, he is back in the bed with Harper. In others, he is walking across a field to a farmhouse, his catch of fish hanging over his shoulder. In a few, he is a young king, recently crowned, mourning the loss of his brother while trying to do right by his father. “You need a harem,” Hector said. “A large and healthy harem reflects the status of the kingdom.” “Yes, father,” Caleb said then, as he so often did. He’d been eager to please, wanting to be the best King he could be to follow in his father’s footsteps.

Ramah said slowly, raising her gaze. Jazell took a bite from the red apple in her lean fingers. "If you should worry about anyone trying to hurt you, then the person sitting in front of you should be your first target." "And that is why I ask again, what do you want from me? Ramah fixed her gaze on Jazell. "The harem is a battlefield; we make enemies…we try to eliminate our opponents. Most especially we make friends with people who we never expect to make friends with." Jazell said, taking another bite from the apple.

I'm afraid your dad might die of a heart attack if you don't give him any calls. 'Yeah Yeah.' The conversation carried on and I fell asleep on the sofa watching Barbie of Swan Lake. it was 2 am and I woke up and headed to the underground fighting arena. God, I love beating the shit out of men. Tonight's prize was 500k for the last man standing. I entered the arena and out my name on the ballot and placed it into a box. Eventually I was called out. Fight after fight. Only meant victory after victory. 'Tonight's doghouse champion is Rosaline Danvers.'

I said. She stretched her hand, prompting me to go on and speak. I cleared my throat, lowering my body to sit right beside her. “Ma'am, as you know. I'm a harem wolf and I can have multiple mates. And you know my first mate right?”, "Hazel moonlight?”,

" I appreciated her words, I don't know why, but talking to that woman changed something inside me, and something occurred to me. I want a harem for myself and I will have it...