Harem System Novels & Stories

Knowing that they had trackers buried somewhere in their body and that there was no second chances when caught, no slave in the harem ever try to run and when they received new members, they try to warn them never to run. Some listened and some didn't. But no slave had ever successfully escaped the clutches of Czarna Pantera. Ashley on arrival was ready to start learning the dos and don'ts of this new hell but she was shocked when she was allocated her own room with bathroom and toilet attached, a wardrobe filled with clothes even though there was nothing decent about them, shoes, wigs, make up….the works. The harem was located In the desert mountains and built like a high school with classe

“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 can smell you did, beautiful. It's okay. I told you last night, in the pack, females take more than one mate. Darren is just stating his interest in being one. And I wouldn't be surprised if Marc does something soon to stake a claim, too." "You were serious about that? But we just hooked up. And who says I want three guys? I don't even know if I can handle you, Trent, let alone your buddies." "You don't need to handle us. We'll handle you. Just imagine, three guys means three times the pleasure," Darren replied with a wicked grin. Now there was a visual to make her cross-eyed and weak-kneed. "This is so wrong," she moaned. "Only by human morals. In our world, it's totally normal and expec

“Just try not to scare off our mate. We’re used to your crazy, but it takes time to get used to, so tone it down will ya!” He scoffs. “If our mate can’t handle me then maybe she isn’t the right one. I’m not going to pretend to make anyone happy.” Yep you heard right. We are looking for a mate to share between us. Betas are only able to reproduce once every ten years if they’re lucky. Which is another reason the packs are desperate for Omegas. An Omega in the pack brings the ability for our females to have more pups. The goddess blessed them with a high fertility gene, so when they take part in the pack ritual…which involves them, like all pack members, to add their blood to an elixir that bo

I sat down and looked to her expectantly. “So… Um. I suppose we can start with the Harem itself? This is where King Xaden keeps the women from his conquests. He usually keeps four to six girls in his private wing for himself alone, but the Harem is like his reserve. The place he keeps courtesans he’s not really interested in anymore but doesn’t want to sell yet.” My stomach rolled with every word. By the gods. How awful. “We’re currently twenty girls in the Harem. Twenty one including you now. Um…” Her nose scrunched prettily as if she was trying to think of any other details she might’ve been missing.

“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.

I shoved myself farther, gripping her hands tighter. "Y ..y ....yes." She nodded weakly, spreading her legs even more. "You are not allowed to smile because of another man, Allison. Never." I slammed into her again with more force. "Yes," Her head fell on my shoulder. When I felt her walls tightening around me, I knew she was close. "Cum for me, Allison." I rubbed my thumb over her bud, increasing the pressure of her orgasm. She arched her back as her orgasm clashed through her, wave after wave.

It turned out the malicious system was a rogue program on the run. It jumped from one world to another, binding itself to people with dark intentions. It would break apart the original couples and livestream the entire process. Feeding off the audience’s negativity to gain power— All to evade capture by the main system.

"How are you any different from Kendrick? You're working together, aren't you?" The System immediately flared up. "Layla! Watch your tongue! I'm trying my absolute best to send you home! I'm just a system program designed to assist you with your mission! I have no allegiance to any character in this novel!" "I'd have to be an idiot to believe a single word out of your mouth," I spat. This was the first and final time I would ever engage in such an explosive confrontation with it. From that moment on, even the thin illusion of cooperation between us was completely shattered.

I countered her. "I know, but it will help you when you learn it. You will need it in the future, at least to please your husband. Not all the women you see here are for every man. Some are exclusive, while others just want to gain the knowledge on how to entertain their men. But so far, the Dark Realm Auction owns this harem, so you see, it's not all outsiders that are open to the experience," she explained calmly, and I breathed out heavily.