Harem Novels & Stories

Ramah said slowly, raising her gaze. Jazell took a bite from the red apple in her lean fingers. "If you should worry about anyone trying to hurt you, then the person sitting in front of you should be your first target." "And that is why I ask again, what do you want from me? Ramah fixed her gaze on Jazell. "The harem is a battlefield; we make enemies…we try to eliminate our opponents. Most especially we make friends with people who we never expect to make friends with." Jazell said, taking another bite from the apple.

He fucked me slow and possessive, his eyes locked on mine the entire time, as if reminding me who I belonged to first. I came twice before he finally emptied himself inside me, marking me as his again. Afterwards, we lay tangled together, his hand gently stroking my hair. “The Harem wants more,” he said quietly. “They’re talking about expanding the circle. Introducing new regular Daddies. Bigger parties. They want to see how far you can go with me there to watch and direct.” I felt the Queen stir inside me, a warm, seductive pulse between my legs at the thought.

“Yes, I have the photo that was sent out. You know what this means? We’ll be filthy rich. I already called him and he’s on his way.” I looked between the two helplessly, trying to piece together the conversation. Sophie is still passed out on the floor behind me and I’m overpowered. I really wish I brought one of the guys with me. “What do we do with the other one?” The dark haired guy asked, licking his chops. “Whatever you want, add her to your harem if you want, I don’t care.” Jimmy shrugs. I tried to run past the men and am stopped almost immediately by Jimmy.

""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

“Will you have a harem and make her life miserable for being your fated mate? Or make her Luna?” Despite Damon's current uncertainty about Sera and his beguiling attraction for Lana, he strongly opposes the idea of having a harem. Though this practice is not frowned upon in their culture, he has witnessed what becomes of homes like that in the vampire kingdom, and even within his own Pack. “I have no interest in harems. As for Luna, it's a title with responsibilities, and it's not my priority at the moment. “ Ethan studies him for a moment before slowly nodding his head. “Well, you better keep it

He grabbed a book and leaned down to pull another book from the shelf. “Didn’t the males fight?” Demetrius slowly straightened with a groan and turned around to face me. He held out the books. “I expect them back in my hands when you’re done,” he growled. I took the books from him. “Of course.” “The Golden wolves are the only wolves known to have more than one mate in the world, but they only share a bond with their true mates.” He sunk down on the couch. “The males are almost always blood brothers or brothers by choice so to answer your question, there’s no fighting between them.”

“Though I never really thought I would be part of a harem at all.” “I did,” I say. “But I didn’t think that I’d like it.” The only way to be with a woman, as part of a pack, is either to be bonded to her as her alpha mate—in other words, ordered by your alpha to be together—or to be one of her secondary lovers, taking her to bed but always having to give her up when she’s trying to conceive.

It sat in a raised stone-well and was large enough to at least be six-foot deep and perhaps three times that size across. If she didn't know better, she would have guessed that this was some sort of harem room. Something she had only ever heard about or read about. Charlotte was aware that there were some vampires that enjoyed keeping things like this, just as there were humans who signed up to be part of a harem. But if this was a true harem, where the servants weren't technically employed, then she would have to guess that all the women that occupied this space were vampires. "Girls, come over h

The professor, oblivious to the term, questioned, "What does 'harem' mean?" I cast a wry smile at him. "Professor, sometimes ignorance is bliss." Randy, always eager to enlighten, explained, " 'Harem' means one man dating multiple women at the same time!" The professor frowned, his disapproval evident. "Oh, this won't do! One should be faithful!" "It's just a novel! But what intrigues me about this one is the male lead; I've never seen a protagonist in a harem novel this hard to pursue!" Randy said.

“I’m worried about it, too, but I figure this is the same process all of us used to get into the world. If all of those other women can do it, so can I. Right?” I nod. I know she is assuming my somber mood is all because of the scary picture they just showed me. “The picture shocked me, yes, but I am making this face this because we might have to go to war,” I admit. Rose blinks her beautiful eyelashes at me and seems a bit lost. “War? What war?” she asks. “There is an Alpha named Kane who thinks it was unfair for him not to be considered as a candidate for the throne. He wants to be the fifth Alpha trying to get you pregnant,” I explain.