Harem Manwa Novels & Stories

“That favor. What is it? If it’s something I can do.. I might be able to help?” The old man’s eyes lit up hearing this. He answered straight away. “It’s actually pretty simple. As long as your thing is working. It should be fine.” Eh? Thing? What thing? He looked at the old man. The old man was also looking at him. To be precise, he was looking down at his crotch. Lei subconsciously clamped his legs. After a few seconds, his eyes slowly widened. F*ck?! Is this what I think it is? Am I finally having a harem?!

I wasn't in the mood, so I didn't eat well, my original purpose was to attract the attention of those predatory wolves. And, it worked, but disappointingly I don't realize where the other person is, I can only feel a strong energy around here, not only that but more. Normally, just someone looking at you from behind, that feeling, you know. What makes me more certain is the “MANA” which especially happens to werewolves who frequently abuse magic. Quite similar to Arina, she also occasionally overflows with MANA, the difference here is the illness. Arina has no control over it,, and usually, she will fall asleep for more than a few weeks.

“Look at him. He’s beetroot red from head to toe. You just want Tina’s attention to yourself, don’t you, Isaac?” “That’s not true,” Isaac said, shoving Connor’s hand away. He rubbed his sore chin. “And I’m not nosy. I’m just watching out for my brother. And I’m a man, Tina. I’m not adorable. Haru is. He’s a Shrine Maiden, did you know that?” Haru rolled his eyes. “I’m a man, too, Isaac, and I’m not a Shrine Maiden. When are we going to stop calling me that?”

There was no way the man was giving her a gift, she thought, being from the tiger demon race. “That’s the ancient book I promised that girl. Tell her she was right,” the man said, averting his gaze to hide his embarrassment. “I hope that girl keeps this book safe. Don’t let it fall into anyone else’s hands, including demons. I’m entrusting this to Miss Anantari and that girl.” Anantari smiled. From the start, she and Sekar had suspected Abraham had feelings for Kalina. Sekar, who could see the past and future, had confirmed it. She hadn’t been careless in saying it.

The way he said it, like he had never heard such a word in his life, was too funny. “A reverse harem,” I repeated. “Okay, what does that mean? Is that like… when the girl has more than one boyfriend?” “Yes,” I said proudly. “It’s when the girl gets to have multiple guys. All for her.” He looked at me like I had just told him the sky was green. “Why would anyone want that?” I shrugged. “It’s fiction. But it’s fun.” He narrowed his eyes. “Is that the kind of stuff you read?”

His shock was obvious, but he remained silent, choosing not to ask about it anymore. "So anger will help me turn?" he asked. "It could, but sex can too, if it's deep and primal." I smiled. This got his attention. He loved sex, especially with me. On Xanthea, all royal females are Sirens and are allowed to have harems of as many men and women as she chooses, This is their norm.

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.”

He turned the paper so she could look at it. “This is the first werewolf tamer I met. His name was Arshan. He was a breedmate to the queen Hiroshima.” Aria looked closely at the painting, studying the man. And then the woman. They looked lovely together. The man sat on a chair and the woman stood to his right, one hand resting on his shoulder. Her eyes went back to look at the man. She felt something strange looking at him. “What is his story?” She asked.

“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.~

“But don’t think he won’t try to seduce you.” She cleared her throat and fussed with the veggie tray. “I should warn you, when a man sleeps with a woman it’s the same as marriage here. A Haunt can mate only once, and once the body fluids mix…” She raised her hands in defeat. “Like it or not, you bed him, you wed him.” Andrea squinted in confusion. “And how many wives does he have?” The thought of joining a harem repulsed her, not that it would come to that. She’d geld him first.