Harem Island Novels & Stories

Even she wanted to be protected by the one she loves sometimes. Unbeknownst by Issei, he will get a harem whether he likes it or not, of course by the time he found out about it, it will be all too late because he will already have a big amount of women following him around everywhere he went. Not that he minds it that much later on...

Anna turned back to the computer screen as a new page finished loading and came up. “So this temple is in Greece?” Amaris looked at the computer screen as Anna pulled up a map on a new page. “Yes, it is on one of these tiny islands off the coast. It was meant to be an island for werewolves only. It is hidden from the rest of the world through a powerful spell cast by the witches in the same year the original soothsayer died. The island has been a secret ever since, but according to my Dad humans still get on the island by mistake from time to time, so they have to keep the secret and hide like us.”

What are they talking about? “The island, Aaron's private island where you will honeymoon later, is a very beautiful small island, with complete facilities, of course,” Aamber continued her words and smiled at Laurel, making her confused about what to respond. “Aaron has a beautiful house there complete with his servants. There is a small village at the bottom of the hill containing only fifty families, most of whom work for Aaron. The island is a beautiful little paradise, I'm sure you will love it there.” They're going to the island? So they won't go back to their city? Laurel had to ask Aaron's plans, or else she'd be preoccupied with surprises she wouldn't have thought.

I stretch, pop on my powerbeats and set off on my run. How can I explain this? So, by now you know that I live on an island, what you don’t know is that this is MY private island. Obscured by magic to the outsiders, and with a 70% female population we are almost like the Amazonia’s. Powerful warrior women, full of knowledge and expertise. The other 30% is 10% children, and 20% male population. Don’t get me wrong we do get visitors, every 10-15 years a new batch of trainees arrive, all pre-teens, all with the dream of becoming scroll keepers. They are the most knowledgeable of our kind, for they study our history from the beginning of time. The Citadel, otherwise known as La Torre degl’ Illum

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan