Harem Manhwa Novels & Stories

I nodded, slowly sipping the finest espresso I had ever had in my life. “Wyatt, I have chosen you to be part of my harem.” “I heard that part. I don't know what that means, but I did hear that part.” “It means a lot of things. It means I am asking you to be part of my family, my love, my life, for as long as you live. You will never need anything, never want for anything. You want a blonde? A brunette? Both? You got it. Just like this library. And more. You will never yearn for dig sites. You will never beg yourself to go back to study. It will all be right here, for you. It means that I will love you as my own, my darling sweet archaeologist.”

“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

The house in the East and South, which is House Edame-- where Pheia lives, and House Firum conspires to bring down the monopoly but tended towards more bloodshedding but not a settlement. Furthermore, as much as Maiden hates it, the story circles around the deafening harem. The heroine of the story comes from House Zirec, she's the Princess of the kingdom, Princess Iridia, whose role is to stop the feud between the families but ended up in a harem of three princes. The first prince is the one lying in here, the heroine convinces this prince to help her stop the feud, and this prince whose been enchanted by the heroine's pure intention, agrees.

“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.~

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.

“You know my new weapon?” “Oh, I know him all too well,” Direken replies, a dangerous smirk twisting his mouth. “He once belonged to my kingdom, but he defected to that hedonistic kingdom of Altinna. He’s part of the princess’s disgusting harem.” I should have seen this coming, should have realized that Direken would have shown up here. I curse the holes in my Sight, my arrogance in thinking Direken would go back to Ambrosia. I should have anticipated his alliance with the Oceanans.

After everything I woke up to this morning, I’m not sure I want to know more about him. Still, I say. “Go on. Tell me.” “Okay, I think you should know that the King has a harem—” “What?” My voice rises before I can control it. “A harem? As in… women?” “Yes—” I scoff. “Of course he has a harem. What else would I expect from a wolf? They’re nothing like humans.” My voice turns sharp as I list all the bad things I’ve heard about them. But Kie shakes her head. “The King’s mother, Her Highness Renna, is the one who created the harem.”

Synn slurred, she still seemed excited about the punishment. "Shemika, I bet you'll love this. It's harem! I've never tried it before and I've always wanted to. Imagine being fucked by these guys. They're hot, handsome, crazy, and have the darkest sexual fantasies." Synn exclaimed. My mouth dropped open, "How does this even sound fun to you?" I managed to ask.

In the end, it all circled back to the same problem. "Our laws are pretty simple. Mostly they involve don't tell anyone about us and marry a wolf." "Or two. Or more. Kind of makes me wonder if I wouldn't be better off with the vampire. I get the impression he probably has a harem of women." The wolf in her head growled. "I'd probably only have to deal with him a few times a week, if that." His eyes widened. "You can't be serious. You'd choose a bloodsucker over your own kind?"

They looked like they were trying to kiss but something was keeping them from doing so. It seemed ironic that Layla would be reading a romance novel when she seemed like the last person on earth who wanted to fall in love. It was also ironic that she was stuck in a harem for a man that seemed revolted by affection. Rebecca looked away. She went to rub her face to alleviate some of the burning, but she remembered she was wearing makeup just before she was about to mess up Yasmine’s hard work. She lowered her hand and clenched the dress’s fabric in her fists.