I Set Up A Harem To Save The World Novels & Stories

“You know my new weapon?” “Oh, I know him all too well,” Direken replies, a dangerous smirk twisting his mouth. “He once belonged to my kingdom, but he defected to that hedonistic kingdom of Altinna. He’s part of the princess’s disgusting harem.” I should have seen this coming, should have realized that Direken would have shown up here. I curse the holes in my Sight, my arrogance in thinking Direken would go back to Ambrosia. I should have anticipated his alliance with the Oceanans.

"The rest of the world must be formatted. Every other living thing on this planet will be erased to clear the cache. You will be the last survivors. The 'Legacy Pack.' A museum of what the world used to be." The silence that followed was absolute. I looked back at the camp. I saw Harkan helping a young mother wrap her infant in a scrap of blanket. I saw the warriors sharpening their spears, their faces full of a desperate, newfound pride. They thought they had won. They thought they were going home. If I took the deal, I would save them. I would save Rowan. We could grow old together in this red desert, safe from the Aethel-Group’s machines.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

“A better way? The Harem has existed since the Goddess first blessed our kind.” “Things change.” Sabrina opened one of the ancient texts. “Even the Goddess adapts. The texts say she believed in preserving life, not causing deaths. Elder so drugging another and having them raped to have the competition killed is purification. Or perhaps war where the main dies? Or the accidents that seem to occur? What I was going to suggest is this: a sperm bank for all the males that enter my Harem and my Main. It gives all males a chance at a pup, reduces mortality, and helps build stronger bloodlines. Isn’t that what it was meant for? In case of death, they will still have a chance for said bloodline to c

“I brought her home. She told me she was pregnant and I saw that as something I could use to push my mother out of my life.” I laughed at how stupid I was back then. I know mother’s temperament every well and yet I thought bringing a pregnant woman him would make her stop and give up power. How naïve. “But things didn’t go as planned. Mother buried the story, gave her a title and let her join the harem.” I laughed bitterly.

he does that and Astrid tries to calm her racing heart again. "So I just come here and I am supposed not to care when I am not around? I know you are the king. I do know! But... No one wants to share their loved one..." Astrid covers her mouth, realizing what she just stayed. Loved... Loras stares at her, his face frozen in shock. "Hypothetically!" Astrid shouts and Loras laughs at her embarrassment. "Well, hypothetically, I don't think anyone can. This is why the harem is created the way it is. So no love can flourish. Favorites have wealth and status as long as they give up love. It has worked so for decades."

“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.”

Beginning of Book 3 Ruled by the Princess: Realm of the Chosen, a Reverse Harem Romance The sound of horses’ hooves beating against packed earth, cheers from the crowded stands, and the jarring clang of wood on metal were all drowned out by the sound of Princess Katrinetta’s heart beating out of her chest as she stared down from the riser. Gripping the wooden barrier that separated her from a fifteen foot fall to the arena floor beneath her, Kit’s knuckles were white, and despite the cool temperatures, a fine line of perspiration beaded her forehead.

She had already been informed that she would soon be sent away as well--to meet the man selected to father her child. As healthy young women, neither Fiora nor Rea had the right to refuse their destiny as Seed Carriers. Everything they did was for one purpose: The survival of humanity. It had all begun thirty years ago, when a mysterious and deadly virus known as EVE-13 swept across the world, killing billions of people. Women and children suffered the highest death toll, leaving only a handful of survivors. For reasons no one fully understood, only women between the ages of seventeen and twenty-four possessed natural immunity.

“It means that they’re either using a generator or another source of electricity. Keiran told me about the old safe houses that were built by his father around the territory.” “I didn’t know.” “Only some elders know.” “So we know that we’re still on pack territory.” Kelsey started pacing. “We can break the window and draw someone’s attention.” “The door?” I questioned. “It can only be opened from the outside, sweetling.” My shoulders slumped. “We can’t break the window because there is no window,” he continued. “It’s only an illusion to make the people feel like they’re still above ground.” “We’re underground?” “Yes.”