Harry Potter Harem Novels & Stories

He smirked at Cryx and I can feel like there was some electricity current flowing through their eyes through their glares. "Wait! Hari, I'll carry your luggage instead!" Josh waved his hand and insisted. "Hey, don't spoil me! I'll carry it myself! Give it to me!" I said when I saw our teacher snickering and giggling, I heard some of they say that I've built a harem without realizing it. Excuse me, what do you mean harem?! I'm no princess! Harem my butt! "Oh, I'll carry it instead Ria."

“Harry, why didn’t you tell me that bitch was back and that she has Aaron’s bastard kids?! Now look at what they are doing! They are shameless enough to move in public with their stupid kids! You promised to keep that whore away. What happened?” Harry lowered his eyes to the phone and saw a picture that was trending online. Aaron was carrying the two kids who looked like him while Tessa carried Willa who resembled her. Jealousy flared through him and a vein was almost popping out of his forehead. He didn’t know how to face Tessa after Delilah disturbed them. He had been busy thinking about the best explanation he would give her. Who knew she was busy playing house with Aaron? “Harry! Don’t j

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 change into my comfy pumpkin pjs and furry tanktop while harry gets changed into sweatpants he apparently got with him and I lend him his shirt, but just for tonight with a promise to return it back in the morning . Along with kisses and cuddling. We decide to have a moviethon with popcorn and cold drink. Lots of it. We also order a pizza for dinner. I pop us some popcorns while he sets the movie and get us blankets .We decide on the harry potter series since its long and interesting and also because we have discovered that we're both potterheads.

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

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.

Fifty members, as Zane said: hooded figures chanting around a central dais. And there he is, the masked lord, a towering figure in a crimson robe and obsidian mask, lounging on a throne of bones. My breath catches. He's not alone. Surrounding him: a naked harem, six lithe men and women, oiled skin gleaming, writhing in an explicit display. Holy shit, the lord's a pervert? The novel never hinted at this, another deviation from my meddling? One harem member, a muscled guy with tattoos, kneels between the lord's legs, head bobbing rhythmically on his exposed cock.

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.”

"Care to tell me why you're trying to break down this door?" The blue haired one glared at him. "It's none of your business. So get lost." Marcus chuckled lowly, running a hand through his hair. "It's my business though. I don't tolerate harassment in any form and—" "It's not harassment!" the black haired one said, stepping forward. He smiled, extending a hand. "I'm Harry." Marcus stared at the hand for a beat before looking at him. "How is that my concern?" Harry flushed in embarrassment before taking his hand back. "The omega in there is my partner and he went into heat."