My Friend's Harem Is Obsessed With Me Novels & Stories

the girl explained. “How do you know that?” I asked, hoping my roommate wasn't one to listen and spread rumors. "I grew up here and have not found my mate yet, so I was chosen to join the harem. Nikita hadn't found hers yet either but because of her family name, she isn't in the harem. The king likes to visit her room for sexual interactions, she basically thinks she is better then us all, and is in charge of us harem ladies when our supervisor isn't around."

He said and stood up from his chair, pulling his phone out and I frowned. “Why him?” I asked and he shrugged. “It is where we get our tattoos, he is a very close friend of mine and they aren't involved with the mafia.” I guess I saw his point but I don't know why I wasn't a fan of the idea. I kept my mouth shut though because it was none of my business nor do I want to make it my business. I have my own shit to run.

Having been around the harem so much for so long, she wouldn’t understand my general level of distain towards it. I’ve never liked it. One man does not need one hundred lovers all living under his roof, waiting and ready for him at any moment. It was the very picture of excess. Yet to my knowledge, Caleb has only been with me since I’ve been added to the harem. He’s entirely ignored the rest of the harem. Maybe that’s why this feels so much like a personal snub against me.

"Is the hazing for the warriors that bad?" He gives me a thumbs up, not seeming to want to answer that with words. "So thought you'd want to know, but it seems like my friend and your friend are on the other side having a dance. Yet he seems to be a bit upset; she keeps talking about certain pretty boys that are showing up later..." I let out a sigh, of course she is obsessed with those two. Why did she have to let him know of that obsession? Males can be pretty jealous. But I mean ALL the females are obsessed with them - even if they know they don't have a chance.

They chorused, and I looked at Amy to see her blinking at me, “Ahhh…” I groaned tiredly and crumbed on the floor, how did I get myself in the midst of this annoying folks that call themselves friends The fuck am I sharing my mate with these motherfuckers…..

In the living chambers of the harem, whispers fluttered around as the ladies gathered around Rebecca, their gazes scrutinizing her every move. The air was thick with the scent of exotic perfumes and incense "Hmm, what brought you here today? I thought you were too big for us, " one of the girls asked as they stared at Rebecca "I'm here to see my friend," Rebecca said as she stared at the ladies with disdain. "Well, I don't think she wants to see you," the other girl said

“Hi, you must be..” “Trust me Miss Heather, I was your first follower from Beijing. I love you so much” Kenny gasped. “Oh boy” Jane sighed.

her voice hushed, "Anything for free lingerie." I pretended to think for a moment. "I could use some friendship, but Amara does seem like she's a bit stabby." Blue eyes sparkled with mischief, "Oh, Damon can help us with that," she hugged me, "I can't believe I'm finally seeing you, and honestly, I'm an obsessed fan; you'll probably need a restraint on me." I shrugged when she let me go again, "Nothing I can't handle, trust me." But it seemed that at the same time, we noticed the two men continued in quietness. The sight made my eyes sore.

The way he said it, like he had never heard such a word in his life, was too funny. “A reverse harem,” I repeated. “Okay, what does that mean? Is that like… when the girl has more than one boyfriend?” “Yes,” I said proudly. “It’s when the girl gets to have multiple guys. All for her.” He looked at me like I had just told him the sky was green. “Why would anyone want that?” I shrugged. “It’s fiction. But it’s fun.” He narrowed his eyes. “Is that the kind of stuff you read?”