Modern Harem Novels & Stories

Lottie POV Havoc's possessive actions only intensified the atmosphere, charging the air with pent-up rage and ridiculous testosterone. The bar's patrons recoiled, some with fear glinting in their eyes, others with a spark of excitement at the imminent violence. While many didn't seem to notice as they too had lunged into a harrowing fight. Tables were pushed back, and glasses clinked and spilt as everyone braced for the impending storm. Suddenly, Adam's wolf burst through the crowd. His eyes were venomous, his body rippling with pent-up aggression as he charged at Havoc.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

I'm not stupid the man was putting on this replica that he surely wasn't aside from the rumors. Me and Olivia were escorted to a club a Friday night, we both dressed casual since that what Christian said we should show up with. The moment we walked In the vip section this man was in a red dress shirt and black jeans. He had a popular model that Flora always envied because her 15 year old body didn't compete with hers. This model was dry humping him as he grabbed her ass and moaned. That wasn't the eerie part. This model's name was Aeriana Godlogks, he kept moaning Hannah's name.

In chaste bands, the matrons of Elysium honored their new queen with songs before the newlywed goddesses went to their secluded room. Through the open windows, the breeze from the five rivers carried the sound of hissing waves dashed against the thirsty black shore. Inside the chamber, a bronze brazier burned away with its brilliant flames. The flower-scented space was finely lit like a dream. Their marriage bed was neatly made for them with red petals of roses laid beautifully. With genial and kindly fashion, Hades induced her young wife to sit on a soft cushioned seat beside herself.

I might have remained a slave for the rest of my life, but I would have been safe. It was pretty ironic considering the fact that nowhere was safe for me. If I'd turned twenty and didn't find my mate by then, the alpha would have thrown me into The Harem. The Harem is a place where unmated omegas from age twenty to forty lived. It is what the title means. They are practically entertainment for guests or horny unmated males and females. What's the difference between The Harem omega and regular omegas? Regular ones had the choice to refuse a request and are limited to teenagers. Harem Omegas cannot refuse a request. They cannot be raped but neither can they refuse a request, including becoming

, but how Could the Moon goddess mate Sweet, loving, Ava, with a cold, blood thirsty monster? Ava haven't shifted?, has she?, by these markings, Nil was starting to believe that Ava wasn't just some random ordinary wolf, he just had to get his hands on a particular book, if only, he was allowed to go out of the palace for some time, and get to some historical Library, but to do that, he'd first have to get Ava's Mate's Permission, and to get his permission, they'd have to be friends, oh no, this seem like it's gonna be tough, well maybe going to the club with them, isn't so bad, it'll get him a good footing with Connor, he is going to make sure it does.

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 am fourteen at that time and I am still a normal concubine, thus prone to the dark schemes of the other women in the Imperial Harem. So I almost forgot what is love. The one that pushed me to move forward and continue fighting was my hatred of those people who trampled my life. For all of what they did to me, all shall be paid. Thus, the Emperor must noticed me and be favored. But he lack nothing but beautiful women in his harem. My chance arrived in a certain night when I was sneaking in the middle of the night to read, that I always do, my night routine. In the Palace's Library.

“His Majesty calls us twice a month during our fertile time. He is an upright man, taking care of his females in every possible way.” I bit my lower lip to conceal my mean smile, this slap was enough to shut the beak of that annoying red bird. “So, you all are trying to get pregnant, noble ladies. Then this book is helpful for the entire harem. Please accept it and forgive me for neglecting my work.” “Yes, sure. We will try it for sure!” Those minions’ enthusiasm was cut short by a thunderous growl. Lady Amara was shaking with fury. “That’s a mutt, a low life with no importance whatsoever.

Now I'm getting nervous because of how intensely she’s looking at me. “I’m just… you know…” she shrugs her shoulders and pouts her lips. “Surprised to see a Harem girl here. They always choose other activities to engage themselves with.” “Ah… I see.” I’m not even surprised by that revelation. None of those Harem girls look like girls who want to get involved with any form of physical exercise. They are obsessed with looking pretty in order to seduce as many men as they can and I find that really pathetic.