Harry Potter Harem Novels & Stories

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.

Greg murmured. “It’s okay. This is Harry, my younger sibling in vampire terms. We share a sire in Talen. Harry is… well. Harry,” she cautioned him. “They come and go as they like, and I’m not at all surprised to see them appear in the main street of Havermouth right now.” “Okay,” Greg replied warily. “That’s not precisely an endorsement.” “Hmm. No, it’s not,” she agreed dryly as she crossed the road to Harry and stepped within the shop.

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 doing much research in the library, I’ve come across quite a few readings that explained that witches and wizards can have mates and it wasn’t unusual for them to mate another species. I looked down at Harley, finally pulling my gaze away from Sarah for a moment and I told Harley to get Anila out of there. I knew, even if he wasn’t in control of his bear, that he would listen to me. If it meant protecting Anila, I did not doubt in my mind that Harley and his bear would do anything necessary. Once they were out of sight, I turned my attention back to Sarah. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I asked through my teeth, unable to keep my cool any longer.

Everyone became a frozen statue at their place. But in a few seconds murmuring started again, but, more loud and clear. Students started talking about Harry's past or whatever biodata they have or heard. -"What is he talking about!" -"Sister? Did I hear something wrong?" -"Ahh! Guys Harry does have a sister." -"Where did that come from?" -"You guys forgot? We all know that Harry has two younger siblings. One is his sister and the other one is his youngest brother." -"So are you saying that Serene is... No, that can't be true."

Unfortunately, there must have been an unpleasant history between werewolves and witches. As the night fell, Lora's fever gradually subsided. Harvey felt a little relieved, yet mesmerized as he gazed at Lora's face. His desire began to rise; it had been a long time since he had impregnated someone. His cheeks felt warm, and something in his body hardened. He immediately pinned Lora's body, but the girl woke up and refused. She was afraid that this action would be dangerous in the future. Harvey already had a mate, and it was uncertain whether his mate was Lora. "You have a mate in the future, only one, and I'm sure that woman is not me because a slave cannot be a prince's companion."

Four years had passed, yet their relationship remained stagnant, unable to progress beyond a simple peck on the forehead. Alaric's disdain for Harley was rooted in his memories of their past. He couldn't understand why her scent, once tantalizing, now repulsed him. Desperate to salvage their relationship, Harley turned to the black market, purchasing a powerful aphrodisiac from a foreign national from Country C. Harley navigated the dimly lit alley, her eyes scanning the crowded stalls. She had heard whispers of a black market vendor selling rare, potent aphrodisiacs. Harley's determination to secure Alaric's affections drove her to take risks.

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.”

“We love you.” I closed my eyes, safe and full and completely theirs. The night had been everything I needed and more. A perfect celebration of the four of us together. “And we want more babies from you.” Revenge. Love. All in a month led to this. No one can separate us now since the council had approved the unification system where all the three packs would now be led by my mates and their successors in the coming years. They are really my revenge harem. I love them very much. Bye! AND EVERY GOOD THING COMES TO AN END!!!

Instead, I nodded along with every point she made, agreeing with each one wholeheartedly. “I have a few I can give you to read. Have you ever heard of a Reverse Harem?” I wasn’t sure I’d ever see someone’s face contort into pure happiness the way Delaney’s did as I explained what a Reverse Harem was. This time, the whisper slipping past her lips wasn’t for show. She asked for more details, and even went as far as whipping out her phone to order a few. As class began and the professor hobbled in, his snowy hair slicked across a balding head, the room descended into silence.