Minecraft Harem Novels & Stories

I led Team Alpha into a Rank S high-infection zone, fought deadly battles, and finally grasped the original serum antibodies in an abandoned underground military lab. That was humanity's hope. I held off the horde just to cover for my team's retreat. I carved a bloody path despite facing tens of thousands of zombies and dragged my wounded self to the armored vehicle. I initially thought my teammates would welcome me, and my wife would hug me, but instead, the vehicle's door was firmly locked.

I managed to ask. "Believe me, Shemika, you'll love it. This isn't a punishment, this is an opportunity for us to explore and to be explored." Synn chuckled lightly then she continued, "Everything inside that room is about intimacy. The experiences are luxurious. Just think of it as a safe, secret hideaway for passionate moments.” She paused to swallow the lump of excitement that's tugging in her throat. “Shemika, that room is filled with sweetness mixed with danger, but it's fun all the way, come-on it's a harem night, baby girl" Synn couldn't just control her excitement and I'm still surprised why she's so obsessed with harem. Slowly, she's making me feel the sweetness of it all and I was

I sat down and looked to her expectantly. “So… Um. I suppose we can start with the Harem itself? This is where King Xaden keeps the women from his conquests. He usually keeps four to six girls in his private wing for himself alone, but the Harem is like his reserve. The place he keeps courtesans he’s not really interested in anymore but doesn’t want to sell yet.” My stomach rolled with every word. By the gods. How awful. “We’re currently twenty girls in the Harem. Twenty one including you now. Um…” Her nose scrunched prettily as if she was trying to think of any other details she might’ve been missing.

I growl, grabbing his shirt in my fist. “Awww,” he says, his face falling in pretend disappointment. “I was hoping for like eight or nine. Really start a little harem for myself –“ “I would kill them all,” I hiss, though I start to laugh. “Though I probably wouldn’t need to – they’d get one look at you and all reject the bond immediately –“ “That’s just what I’d tell you,” he murmurs, grinning at me and pulling me close. “When secretly, I’d keep them all in a little cabin out in the woods, my secret wives –“

Inside the mead hall are long tables lighted dimly with hanging fire lamps. Humans even vampires and werewolves gather in this place. This is the center place outside Scandanavia. No one knows who built this hall. Hersays said this was built by a previous human king for the purpose of commerce, but now, this hall seemed to appear like a tavern. Different creatures of different places go here to have a drink, and most present are the Viking wolves. This is Rain's first time coming here.

She didn't want to talk about it, so I let it rest, but as things were, they were both free without the mark. "He can have a harem of lovers if he wants," she said, and that was true. He was allowed that. Only alphas were allowed that so they could have a strong heir. Their lovers would all give birth, and the position would go to the strongest, but rarely was it practised. I was yet to meet an Alpha with a harem instead of a Luna. "Racheal, I will ask Jasper to speak to him since they are on talking terms," I said, and she hugged me and wiped away her tears.

They lived in the cramped insides of the Harem, where fresh air was rare to find as the air there was consistently filled with sex, smoke, and sweat. The Harem was a busy and traumatizing place to be. So many men, mated and unmated, walked in and out every day, frequenting it. There were different sections too. Breeders who had been impregnated by some common wolves walked around with swollen bellies as the day of their labour drew near, while the pleasure house was the worst part of the Harem.

•••••••••••• ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2022 by M.Z. Mauve Scenes, characters, dialogues and events in this story are all invented. This story contains mature themes, profanity, graphic violence and graphic sexual content not intended for young readers. Unauthorized reproduction of any part of this story or plagiarism of any kind is prohibited by the law. •••••••••••• This is the first draft of Book III of The Heir's Secret Obsession, my first crime/psych thriller/mafia romance story.

It sat in a raised stone-well and was large enough to at least be six-foot deep and perhaps three times that size across. If she didn't know better, she would have guessed that this was some sort of harem room. Something she had only ever heard about or read about. Charlotte was aware that there were some vampires that enjoyed keeping things like this, just as there were humans who signed up to be part of a harem. But if this was a true harem, where the servants weren't technically employed, then she would have to guess that all the women that occupied this space were vampires. "Girls, come over here!" Rimidal's voice boomed throughout the large room.

Are they on good terms with each other now? We run horses continuously and reached the Barbarian Kingdom at 11:00 clock. From the main door, there is a huge hall where all barbarians gathered to have a meal or to plan something. At this time of night, it was still filled with Barbarian noises. They were looking at the jewel and expensive things they stole during the raid. He was sitting on his throne, I didn't look at him instead I cover my head with my cloak back and start passing through between them. Michelle was holding my hand and walking in front of me. For a moment there was complete silence, Must be all of them staring at me but I was fully covered, I am sure nobody realized that it