Harem Keeper Novelas e Histórias

Lucern straightens from his crouch, his guilty eyes meeting mine. “You are the reason that Jamari is trapped in the Fae Realm with Gods knows who.” I continue. “And you are the reason that now when we get her back she will be bringing another mate to join our growing harem.” Fire licks across my skin as the anger buried deep within me grows. “Congratulations on throwing your mate straight into the arms of yet another that you will inevitably have to share her with.”

she says. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind before accidentally pissing him." I comment, making them both laugh. "As for Lucien, as you know is your guardian. He is a descendant of Goddess Soteria. Goddess of safety, deliverance and preservation of harm. Most of her descendants are guardians, who are tasked to protect and look out for certain special individuals, preventing any harm from coming to them." she tells me, making me let out a small, annoyed sigh. Just another thing pointing to all this really being my destiny...

"It's like us but we're not. You mean it literally. That's the safest thing that we can get. We can't have a relationship like the others. You have an image to protect. You already broke the law for your harem—" "I can always put my harem back, Alessia, but there will be no other woman in my harem but you. You alone, you'll be woman and my concubine—" "Harem? How can it be a harem if there's only one woman there?" I raised my eyebrows at what he said. Harem with only one woman? I think that's wrong. I saw that Elijah grinned mischievously. "Why? You are more than hundreds of women. I was never satisfied before—because they are not you—"

Everything you want in someone who always has your back. We round the corner, and that’s when I spot him. Kieran Vale. Future Alpha. Walking down the hallway like he owns the ground beneath his feet. Which, technically, he kind of does. Surrounded by his usual entourage of girls, mature she-wolves, most of them unmated, he barely glances at anyone who isn’t falling over themselves to impress him. “The harem grows,” I mutter, nodding toward the swarm orbiting him. Jason snorts. “Think he’s breaking some kind of record?”

***Jacob’s POV*** When I didn’t hear anything about Bethany, I became furious, and couldn’t think clearly. Unless I would be able to release my anger in bed. Yes, I should visit the harem as soon as possible. Actually, the main reason for setting up the harem was to test my capacity with women. For the past few weeks, I couldn’t finish what I started, but the result was something else whenever I was furious.

Arthur suddenly entered the room and announced something that left me stunned. "Arthur, what does all this mean!?" I stood up, pulling his body with anger. In front of these four Alphas, I argued with Arthur, who continued to smile with his arrogant face. "You must bear heirs for all five of us, Isabelle," he said. "I saved you. You were on the verge of being kicked out for not finding an Alpha Mate, right? You will get your mate here. And in return, you must be a breeder for us."

I sighed, a million questions swirled in my head, some logical some ridiculous but every one of them boiled down to one single thing, I needed to see Primogentius. I pushed my hair back running my fingers through it in an anxious habit I thought I had given up on before opening the book and searching through for something to distract me from my own head. Hoping that it would answer at least one of my questions I quickly looked up the passage on keeper, the race that Peter apparently belonged to. Keeper. All Keepers are born with external distinguishing markers in the form of skin that shimmers under the exposure of light and purple irises. Internal indications include an almost photographic

“I keep a harem here for my own feeding, the kitchen is well stocked with anything you could desire.” I hadn’t seen another soul as we walked through her home, the mention of a harem and a stocked kitchen left me confused. I wondered if those she kept were human or supernatural and if they stayed of their own free will. “You would be surprised how many humans, especially in these modern times, willingly become an amour for a vampire.” She chuckled, accurately interpreting my silence. “All of the men and women in my harem are here of their own volition, they can leave at anytime so long as they agree to have my existence and location glamoured from their mind.”

I murmured. I placed my basket of items on the counter and the attendant started to scan each of them. When I was about to hand over my card, a person who I guess one of the managers came near the female attendant in front of me. "The Harris daughter is around for inspection, so better be snappy!" he informed and she nodded at him.

“But Roman is convinced this will make our streak stronger, and he’s our alpha. We have to at least go through the motions.” “How?” he asked. “How will making me part of your… harem... make our streak stronger?” She lifted one shoulder gracefully. “Supposedly it strengthens the magic that binds a streak together.” He sighed. It was taking everything he had to resist her—as if something about her had become more attractive, more alluring, when she became the Alpha Mate for his streak. “I don’t know if I can take sharing you,” he whispered. “I understand.” Her shoulders drooped, and she moved toward the bedroom alone. Her misery cried out to him. With a curse, he moved toward her, sweeping her