Light Novel Harem Novels & Stories

The whole day had been hectic. I took out a bottle of wine and poured myself some. I dropped onto the cushions, remote in hand, and flicked on the TV. Mindless noise to fill the silence. I scrolled through channels, news, reruns, some late night talk shows until I landed on a movie. One of those erotic thrillers, the kind with dim lighting and heavy breathing. I almost changed it, but the scene caught me. A woman alone in a lavish room, silk robe slipping off her shoulder, her hand trailing down her body as soft music swelled.

“You’re trembling... Why? You’ve been married for a couple of years. You should have some experience... Have you?” “It’s none of your… concern…” she mumbled. “Merde! (French for ‘Oh, crap!’)” he swore, running a familiar forefinger down the buttons lining her silk blouse and then pausing to flick up to the top one and slide it loose, allowing himself access to the shadowed valley between her breasts. “Of course, it is. I’m curious… Were you a faithful wife, Lara?” He towered over her. His broad shoulders blocked out the light. Lara felt trapped and cornered and told herself that this was why she could barely get air into her lungs. A blunt fingertip, very dark against her pale skin, hovered

he said. I looked at him, suppressing the feelings of disgust that surged inside me. I asked evenly, "How did the observation go? Did you see the star?" He nodded, looking slightly excited. "Yeah. It'll be my seventh-anniversary gift to you this year." Then, he reached out and gently held my hand. "Our anniversary's tomorrow. I already booked the flight tickets to Trenland for a little getaway." "Okay," I replied softly. After he went back to the bedroom, I opened Serena's social feed.

The Pack's Triquetra is Book 2 of the Series, which begins with The Pack's Secret Keeper. **Trigger warnings for this book: this is a dark romance werewolf story containing gaslighting, dub-con, assault, rape, violence, bondage, in a Reverse Harem scenario, involving bxg and bxb group sex scenes. ** Havermouth, Eight Years Before Heath’s mother was crying.

The pompous prince of Shadowers; Kai, the prince of Paradisia; Kaleb, and the arrogant prince of Zandaya; Xavier. Worse still, she becomes their roommate. Natasha soon discovers that the Dark Realm Royal Academy isn't all it seems, and to survive she must join hands with her enemies. This is an enemies-with-benefits reverse harem story, and the second book of The Kings of Vermont Series. It can be read as a standalone. Here's a sneak peek of the book below. Chapter One. Natasha Loud music poured out from the speakers placed at specific positions around the bar. “A glass of Black Martini, please,” I said to the bartender with a flirtatious smile. He smiled back, his gaze slipping down my face

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.

We asked several times why we were being treated so, and received no answers at first, until one of the women styling our hair got tired of the questions and replied. “Rumors are that you girls are to be part of the prince’s harem. All of the Blood Shade’s Elite have harems of their own. You girls are lucky enough to be chosen to serve the legendary Derek Novak himself. That’s all I’m going to say, so you best shut your pretty little mouths up.” I had so many questions after that. Being a part of anyone’s “harem” sounded terrifying to me, but I knew that prying for more answers would most likely lead someone into trouble.

Breasts of varying appearances dangle in front of my face, cushioning the back of my head. Large and bulbous, small and perky, double D cups, tiny dark nipples, large pink nipples. My harem has it all. “You seem so tense, Master..” Lily, number 8 of my harem, whispers, biting the side of my neck slightly. “I am fucking tense.” I grumble. “We'll fix that,” My number 5 says, an exotic beauty with shining bronze skin, and a sinfully curvy and soft ass, “We always do.”

The harder she tried to speak, the harder it became to breathe. At the same moment, a blue light erupted from the necklace around Kalina’s neck. They were thrown back from her body. Their bodies slammed into the walls and floor. They tried to look toward Kalina, but the light blocked their view. “What’s happening?” Lamont covered his eyes with his arm. The light was blinding, strong enough to make someone go temporarily blind. “I don’t know!” Anantari did the same. The light vanished without a trace. Their vision blurred for a moment. When it cleared, they were stunned.

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”