Harem Novels & Stories

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.

The only thing stopping me was the fact that they looked important, dangerous if I might add. “Nyxion, Varek, that is not the point right now. I mean, she is disgusting but what even troubles me more is the fact that it's a Harem. HAREM!!” He stressed and I wrung out the water from the wash cloth I was holding. “I can't let this get in my way. Let's find Talon and settle what we came here for.” Nyxion ordered, staring me down and they all nodded simultaneously walking away without sparing me a glance.

The only thought in Azura's mind right now was, "She'll kill them all." As for Conal, at this time, he, Phelan and Alfred are also surrounded by monsters, and the one leading is Harem. Conal was a bit shocked when he saw Harem's eyes turn blood red, which is characteristic of vampires. He knew Harem was no longer a purebred werewolf, and now Harem was no different from those monsters, but he still kept his consciousness.

It landed everywhere. The smell was strong, deeply repulsing and yet... there was a wrong thrill. I kept my eyes shut tight, squeezing them like that could make it all disappear. My thoughts, my feelings, the humiliation. Everything. Leo did not stop until he spurted out all his seeds, and while my eyes remained shut, he grabbed my hair suddenly, fingers twisting deep at the roots. He yanked hard, and the pain shot sharp across my scalp, burning like fire. "Open your eyes, Sarah," he whispered hoarsely, breath hot against my ear. "See what a good cum bucket you have become."

“I….I saw you…last night. With…in Daniel’s room.” Uncle Oliver started laughing uncontrollably. I don’t know what he found so funny. “Oh my, I thought I saw the door open.” “Why are you laughing? You were cheating, or…she was cheating, on your brother.” Oliver laughed again, “Oh, Sarah. It’s not what you think. Daniel and Suzanne have a different kind of marriage than most. You see, they only consider penetration as sex. So, what you saw me and her doing, well, that was with Daniels’ consent.”

“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 agr

“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, h

“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.~

The door closed. Angry? Did I do anything wrong? Suddenly, I felt something in my right hand. I looked down. There was a dagger in my hand. Symbols began carving on the silver blade. And somehow, somewhere, I knew what they meant. “Marfóir Deamhan,” I whispered. The meaning came to me like a memory that was never mine. My voice cracked, as I translated the words. “Demon Slayer.”

What is unfathomable to me is that he has the fucking balls to demand that out of me. "A reverse harem? With me? And my adopted brothers?" I take a menacing step towards him. He could tell, that a woman enraged and seething like me shouldn't be messed with. He takes a cowardly step back as well. It only confirms with me that he isn't sure why he said it out loud either.