Issei Harem Novels & Stories

“So!” Faiza says, flopping into her chair and cooly lifting the heels of her boots onto her desk as she grins wickedly at me. “I like the new addition to your harem. He’s cute.” She again wrinkles her nose. My hands still in the process of unwrapping my breakfast as I lift my eyes to hers, shocked. “My…harem?” “Sure,” she says, grinning deeply, “your little harem of Alpha boys deeply dedicated to serving your every want and need. I have to admit, I’m a little jealous. If you’re ever looking to loan them out –“

Collin asked. “What do you mean?” Riko answered, confused and embarrassed. “You’ve managed to do what most of the heterosexual female population of this school has only dreamed of—getting your little reverse harem of Frost boys. I’m sure plenty of them would love to know your secrets,” he chuckled. Riko blushed brighter. “A reverse h...harem?” she repeated. “Mhm. We are most certainly her harem,” I chuckled and glanced at her. She elbowed me and rolled her eyes.

“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.”

She asks. “How do I start?” I ask. “Come on, we’ll write our names…” Teresa says, grabbing my hands as she takes my hand. We arrive at a grand archway leading of the harem house, its entrance are flanked by two golden pillars. As we enter into the room, there is a riot of colours and movement of harem women of all ages. Teresa walks to a large, ornately decorated table, where a regal woman sat, presiding over the list of participants. She is surrounded by assistants busily attending to the names already inscribed.

This was an important question for him to answer. Thaddeus and Theodore had already worked on this, and now, could Cretheus be able to compromise? "I am not going to listen to my wolf even if she wants you, too," I added earnestly. "Tell me if you cannot even feel jealous when I am with your nephews. If you can, then, you are welcome to my harem." I secretly pinched myself for having to say that word. Harem... I wanted to laugh. I had never seen myself being surrounded by men. All I thought before was to avenge myself against my clan and have a loving mate, one mate, to be exact.

The entire world-building, the entire magic system, exists solely to justify the characters engaging in sex. "Normal people can have multiple partners if they are powerful," Arlo continues, his voice hushed. "Awakeners even more so. Partners who are officially recognized by a powerful Awakener are called 'Familiars'. Many Demi-humans consider it a high honor to become a Familiar to a strong Awakener." He looks down at his hands. "My mother has many Familiars. My father was just one of them. That Vampire brother I mentioned? We share the same mother, but different fathers. Even though I am weak and pose no threat to his inheritance, we are technically rivals."

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.”

Especially with how many Tristan’s children was on his past world with more than one million women in his harem, the meeting did not take long to get pretty loud indeed. * * * A thousand years passed ever since that joyful moment. Maru’s true body shared the bed with only his closest confidant, Mistress Ais and Ezperanza. All his other harem has with them a copy of himself which shared his body and thoughts all at the same time. Maru certainty had it good when it came to life and women. At this point, he has nothing else to ask for. It did not take long for moans to echo in the room as the three shared this moment of love together.

Raisa hesitated, still searching my face for some kind of hint that I couldn't be trusted, but finally, she sighed, "Each of us consorts has a designated day. Sometimes he forgets our names and calls us by that day. It's some kind of obsessive, fastidious fetish to only bed us on that schedule. I always wonder how he's not exhausted, f*cking a different girl every single night even when all he wants is an heir as soon as possible. Anyway, he never skips except when he's out conquering the rest of the world or whatever." Her candidness pleasantly surprised me. So quickly she'd dropped both acts I'd seen from her: gone was the composed elegance; gone was the cold indifference. "He always makes

Derek, still looking like he was about to attack us at any moment, simply gave him a sideward glare before he roamed his eyes toward each of us girls – one by one. “A harem? A hunt? Since when do we have these? Who are these girls and where exactly did you ‘hunt’ them?” Lucas, Vivienne and the other woman present in the hall exchanged uncomfortable glances. It was Vivienne who eventually answered the question. “They’re humans abducted from the outside world. We hunt humans from the outside world to become slaves here, to do the work necessary. Those who prove to be useless are fed on. The choicest and most beautiful among the captives are kept by the Elite as part of what we began calling a