Harry Potter X Harem Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She was ashamed of her evil thoughts that thought Harry would force her into a husband and wife relationship. "Do you think I will do it now?" "I am scared" "HA ha ha, don't think about all kinds of things. I'm a good normal boy. I will go through step by step so that you will surrender yourself sincerely without coercion " Harry kissed Ana's forehead, making Ana's heart melt. Harry's sweet treatment really didn't show that he had ever been bad to her. “Tsundere,” Ana muttered, making Harry look at Ana's eyes sharply. He knew it was meant for him not at the other. Harry smiled when he saw Ana closed her eyes knowing he was staring at Ana.

And there was Haru, completely naked. Now that he thought about it, Haru did indeed look like a Shrine Maiden, especially with his dark hair wet and clinging to his face and his pale skin glistening pink from the hot bath. Of course, the alluring image had triggered some alarming sexual desire on Aiden’s part, which had caused him countless nights of sleeplessness and numerous wet dreams.

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.

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.”

Henry whispered, his heart racing with anticipation. A moan escaped Xavier's lips as Henry's touch sent shivers down his spine. As he ripped Henry's shirt and pants off, Xavier whispered, "Let's make some new stories together." He threw the clothes, staring at the floor, and pushed Henry out of the hard groove of the cave floor, his eyes scanning Henry's naked skin hungrily. "I want to explore every inch of you," Xavier growled, his desire evident in his eyes.

Helen added. “Shut it, old hag!” Harry slapped Helen across the face. “Tyr Summers, Winifred Zea? I have never heard of those names! The king of Khanh City, huh? Well then, I am the god they worship! “You! Drag these fools out and give them a beating they will never forget! Nobody is going to stop me today!” A few of the men quickly pulled Helen and Jacob aside, while Harry went to the delivery room and kicked hard on the doors.

Harry said with a sly smirk. “What nonsense. I have a terrible headache and it started the moment you walked into the room and started this stupid talk. My whole body and soul abhors you. I don’t want to see you or have anything to do with you. Whatever you claim we had the other night was unreal and it would never happen. Quit being delusional, leave married women alone and go get yourself a fuck buddy.” Amanda thundered. “Easy, easy… you don’t want people around to hear you and trust me, I’ll never force myself on you. I just want you to admit that you desire me and we will get on with this as soon as possible.” Harry said.

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.

"I brought my ex with me” Harry incomprehensibly turns his head towards me. “Do you remember I told you I had never smelled a woman before ? That's because she's not giving off any scent”. Harry's eyebrows seem to have grown together over his forehead. “And that's because she's one of them. The witches”. I look down. Harry starts laughing. "What's so funny ?" “You've been with a girl who spends her free time killing guys like you? How the hell did you dare cheat on her ?”

Torches burned in iron brackets on the walls, casting dancing shadows that made everything look like a nightmare. And everywhere I looked, there were eyes. Dozens of them. Hundreds. Glowing in the darkness between the pillars. Watching me. "Ah, the half-blood awakens." A voice echoed from somewhere above. I looked up and saw a balcony circling the room. On it stood a woman with silver hair and skin so pale she looked like she had been carved from ice. She was beautiful in the way a frozen lake was beautiful—stunning, but capable of killing you if you stepped wrong.