Minecraft Harem Novels & Stories

Anger, arousal, confusion, they’re all tangled together, and I can’t decide which one should own me. “I have to leave,” I whisper to myself. Get out of this place, fast. I rush to my laptop, flip it open with shaking hands, and start googling: how to escape the mafia. I tumble into strange corners of the internet, forums on bondage, choking, power games. It’s unsettling, and my curiosity threatens to drag me down the wrong rabbit hole, but I force myself back to what matters.

Twenty-five is still young, is he on crack? Instead of replying, I roll my head onto the couch and shut my eyes. I can't deal with his crap right now. He's always been like this-forcing me into shit I don't want to do. "Life is short, son, especially if you're in the mafia. You'll need heirs by thirty, at the most." He stops before speaking again, hoping this last sentence would make me want to marry some random girl. "And, it'll be a good alliance."

I’m smiling ear to ear as we drove around the pack territory. We passed through numbers of households as well as the training ground where most male and female warriors train. Keifer explains to me how the pack operates and that everyone has duties to perform in order to maintain the good reputation the Red Moon Pack has. “And that one there is the pack house.” He pointed at a two-story wooden house and slowed down the car so I can get a glimpse to it. “There are plenty of children out there.” “It’s where they usually stay during this time of day. Their mothers are inside helping with the chores and the kids get to play with the others.”

I squeeze his hands as he takes a deep breath and clears his throat, "I, Zeno Silver, take you, Nero Hades, to be my lawfully wedded husband, to have and hold, from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part." Wow, his whole pack is a bunch of grumbling assholes; no one, but my men, cheer at his words. They should be happy for their Alpha; he's getting married, for fuck's sake! Out of the corner of my eye, I see Damon holding up his phone. Though everyone knows this wedding is a show, my men still stand by my side and act like they're truly happy for me. Who knows, we might need the wedding video later. It's not like we can

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.

“But don’t think he won’t try to seduce you.” She cleared her throat and fussed with the veggie tray. “I should warn you, when a man sleeps with a woman it’s the same as marriage here. A Haunt can mate only once, and once the body fluids mix…” She raised her hands in defeat. “Like it or not, you bed him, you wed him.” Andrea squinted in confusion. “And how many wives does he have?” The thought of joining a harem repulsed her, not that it would come to that. She’d geld him first.

I said. She stretched her hand, prompting me to go on and speak. I cleared my throat, lowering my body to sit right beside her. “Ma'am, as you know. I'm a harem wolf and I can have multiple mates. And you know my first mate right?”, "Hazel moonlight?”,

he asked. "Now? Maybe not. In the future? More likely," I replied. "I guess we could practice with the dogs first," I joked. Alex chuckled behind me and I could feel the vibrations from his chest on my back. I looked up at him and he slowly leaned down and captured my lips in his. "We should have sex in every room in this house before we leave," he mumbled against my lips. I slapped his chest at his suggestion, but my body was clearly reacting otherwise. He pulled away and wiggled his brows at me and I rolled my eyes.

I stated firmly. Malik nodded in agreement. "The harem was never meant to be permanent, only until I found my true mate. Consider it dissolved."

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.