My Harem Academia Novels & Stories

His tawny brown hair fell across his right eye, and his uniform was unbuttoned just enough to look casual. “Save that energy for actual threats,” Tavian continued with a light tone. “Charity cases don’t belong here,” Rhydian snapped, yanking his attention back to Aurelian. “This academy is for wolves with futures, not—” He looked him up and down with obvious disdain. “—broken rejects who can’t even shift.” Around them, other students had stopped to watch. Some whispered behind their hands. A few laughed. The social hierarchy was immediately, brutally clear: the three heirs stood at the top, and everyone else existed at their pleasure.

he adds, almost as if he's handing down a legacy she should be proud of. Zuria takes the papers silently, the embossed emblem pressing into her fingertips like a brand. The parchment is thick and pristine, smelling faintly of ink and old money, carrying a formality that feels suffocating. It isn't an opportunity it's a sentence. An exile dressed up in ambition. The Academy has a reputation that borders on legend: a fortress for the gifted and the broken alike, its sprawling campus shrouded in mist and secrets, hidden away behind gates that seem to groan with the weight of the expectations they protect.

I must have been having a nightmare. The puzzle pieces of the full story about where I am, like magic, fall into place. I am in the castle, crowned with the displeasure of helping my family out financially by using the two uterine horn superpower genes to produce an heir for one of four Alphas. The girl proceeds to blink at me. I can tell she is unsure about how to proceed. “Argh, I…” I manage to stutter groggily while attempting to rub the sleep out of my eyes with the back of my hand.

Levi murmurs, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and guiding me back into the palace. He leads me back to my room where he shuts the door, locking it behind him. "While Salem is distracted, I think now is a good time to finish our little chat." he states, and I nod in agreement. "Will you have a threesome with me and Salem?" he asks, just throwing it right out there as I look at him in surprise. "Um...what?" I reply, wondering if I've heard him wrong. "Salem... has never been with a girl before. He's always wanted to experience it but has never made a connection with anyone special enough to try it. Until now that is, and of course I want to be involved in it too." he explains, smirking at t

For such individuals to be talking about god academies showed just how much of an impact these institutions had wherever they went. “Yes. They are the two chosen to go to God’s King. The Reaper’s Edge, Sarong, and the Canyon’s Mouth Sharon are those going to Emperor Academy.” One of the women at the table took a long drink out of her beer before speaking. Although she had drunk so much, her eyes were still focused and her bearing steady. She didn’t look like one who had indulged in wine and merry all night. But that was exactly what she had done.

I’ve waited weeks to get this tea. “Urghhh. Worst roommate I’ve had in my entire academy life. That witch turned my room into a battlefield. Constant drama.Good riddance.” Okaaaay? Hailey and Eva were roommates? That explains so much. And maybe… more than roommates? Goddess, it’s like everyone at this academy signed a confidentiality pact. “I’m sorry you had to go through that,” I say softly. “But like—how bad was it that they had to remodel the whole dorm system? Couldn’t they just, like, separate you?”

“I know. I just want him to hurry the fuck up, that’s all.” She smiles wryly. My Fati always bounces back. She never lets a bad feeling pin her down for long. “Anyway, Dean Guia, what are we doing about your students?” Yeah, you heard that right. I’m the head dean of the werewolf college at Arcadia Academy. The witches’ college is overseen by the High Priests and Priestesses of the Maiden, Mother, and Crone covens. How did that happen? Simple. We’ve got three alpha wolves in Arcadia—me, Arya, and Naomi—and alpha wolves don’t share power easily. Eventually, they will fight for dominance if we don’t give their wolves something to control.

She laughed heartily. Jane asked, “A real-life reverse harem? Between Sakura and the Princeton brothers? I had no idea.” Akira chuckled as she descended from the chair she had used to stand on in order to raid the higher cabinets. Once she planted her feet on the floor again, she said, “At least you know what a reverse harem is. And no, not just the Princeton brothers. My brother, Sosuke, as well. He’s smitten with Sakura, to say the least.”

Savenia My last night with Alec was one that I thought would be full of us fucking eachothers brains out. Yet instead of taking the time to do that we were busy sorting through the many applications for attendance to The Warrior Academy, that we had rightfully named it as we did not want to limit the education to only Alphas but lunas, warriors, omegas, Rogues, Vampires, Fae, and even slaves.

Not sexually—there are strict rules against that—but he can still put his hands on my body whenever he wants. We have to stay virgins for our future husbands. Yes, we have sex classes. Practice sessions. But only females are allowed to participate. We’re trained in… creative ways. I know Henry wants to touch me. His eyes crawl over my body every chance he gets, and he’s always finding the smallest excuse to punish me. He and his pack of friends are the worst kind of people. The top-tier assholes of this twisted university. “Someone needs to beat you down, Danika. Collar you like the dog you are,” Henry snaps, his face inches from mine.