Harem In The Bible Novels & Stories

"I would presume it would be more like a friends-with-benefits situation." "But?" I pressed, knowing there was more. "You mentioned something about my healing nature last night, didn't you?" "I did," he admitted. "This needs a little more context to make sense." He took a drink of his water before continuing. "I'm sure you understand that those that serve together in the service tend to form a brotherhood. A deeper bond than most individuals would." I nodded in agreement and understanding. "In our fire-team, there were only four of us: Riley, Tristan, Ash and I. We spoke a lot about our pasts, our traumas, our struggles and fears. We also spoke about our dreams and our futures. As well as th

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“What I am talking about is those two whispering in the front seat on the way here. I just googled the word Luca said some woman had used” From Andrea’s slightly shaking finger, to his fast breathing I know he is pulling himself together for a confrontation. Shit he knows, that little geek. “So you want to know more or what ?” My brother asks. “Okay then”. Martin shrugs. “What is a hamram then ?” We all look at Andreas, who seems to shrink a bit into the chair. “As far as I could figure out, a hamram is some kind of berserk. All the saga’s talk about how they put on the skin of a bear and gained its strength”.

I added. Juliet’s brows creased as she considered my question. “Well, she’s the only one foolish enough to come back.” “Meaning?” I asked. “It’s not news about Primus Alexander’s harem of women.” She pointed out bluntly. Her words stung, though I wasn’t sure why. I’d heard stories about his conquests, but hearing it from Juliet made it feel more real. More personal, somehow. “But once he’s done with them, he sends them away or gifts them away.” She explained with a casual shrug.

“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.~

She was but a stranger. And it wasn’t like she wanted to do that either. She wanted to keep as much distance between them, remembering his harsh words that were almost like a threat now. He could have returned her. He could have kicked her out last night, but instead, he’d placed her in his harem. Maybe it was because his libido and his carnal desire were too strong for his tiny little brain. It would be the first or the last time a man was lead by his penis. Now, what he said last night felt more like a threat.

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.

“I HATE this sleeping arrangement. It sucks, Als. Sequestered in our private rooms until we are called upon like a member of a harem.” “Right!” agreed Evander. “Bless the baby goddess, somebody spoke up.” Andrew followed. Osiris just nodded his head in the affirmative. “Members of a harem? WOW! What do you propose, King Beta Benji?” I asked my words laced with sarcasm.

“Not who. How.” For a moment, the air seemed to press in on them, thick and metallic. Old magic had a taste copper and earth, like blood soaking into roots. This was that, and more. Yara’s hand trembled over the surface of the table, tracing patterns only she understood. “Three flames,” she whispered. “Three where there should be two.” Several heads turned sharply. “You’re speaking of the old verse,” Thane said. “It is no verse,” Yara replied. “It is prophecy. And we buried it for a reason.”

“But the harem holds a lot more than what you think it does.” “Of course, it does.” “Leave here be, Nila, it is not like she is going to understand. A rogue is not a sophisticated to actually know we hold.” One said, looking me in the eye. “And by the way, sophisticated means a person who has knowledge and education. If you need me to simplify the words for you, I will.” Before I could respond, Theia stepped forward. “That’s enough,” she said sharply. “All of you, back to your duties. This is not a market. And you are not barbarians to be speaking in such a matter.”