Rise Of The Harem King Novels & Stories

For time would pass over them, their years of youth would be ephemeral, and finally they would be lost among the yellowish leaves of history. Ezra Azzar knew very well the tricks that could be hatched by concubines and wives along with vengeful eunuchs. And although, she did not have a secret formula to avoid trouble, she knew she should not be the king's favorite. She just wanted to live quietly. Life in the harem seemed to be peaceful, but that appearance was only the surface of an immense castle of evil or a thin cloth that divided the elements of water and air. And that at the slightest movement he plunged into the black depths of his intentions.

I ignored him. “So you really are an elite slut, huh? I can see from the disrespect in your eyes. You know you’re not the only servant who has moved around with his scent, and they weren’t even wearing his clothes.” I gulped at the innuendo in his last sentence. So the king must have slept with a few servants. He’s obviously centuries old and has been with many women, so why do his words hurt? Larmy barked out a grating laugh. “Look at you, acting coy and innocent. You think that’s what he would like?”

Hatem left with Sonne willing to resolve the conflict but not as his ex-wife had asked him to do, he had his own plans. Upon reaching the kingdom he separated from her and asked her to trust him, with some resistance she agreed but she was nervous, Sonne arrived at the palace and spoke with her current husband informing him that Hatem had gone with her to the kingdom, however; no one expected the end in that story. ... Hatem joined the rebellion after discovering how he had ruled the kingdom, how he abused his trust to collect huge sums of money and kidnap the young ladies of each family and took them as his concubines, Hatem was not going to allow that to continue.

He fucked me slow and possessive, his eyes locked on mine the entire time, as if reminding me who I belonged to first. I came twice before he finally emptied himself inside me, marking me as his again. Afterwards, we lay tangled together, his hand gently stroking my hair. “The Harem wants more,” he said quietly. “They’re talking about expanding the circle. Introducing new regular Daddies. Bigger parties. They want to see how far you can go with me there to watch and direct.” I felt the Queen stir inside me, a warm, seductive pulse between my legs at the thought.

It was a painful YES. Jasper went on, “I am talking about the harem, L. You must have heard it. The Kings of Dragons are allowed to have more than one wife. I heard Alpha Aubrey has at least 30 women in his harem. And he replaced them regularly.” Elena thought she must have heard it wrong. Jasper quickly explained, “I am not saying that Cory wants to sleep with 30 women altogether, L. He is not like that. You know it. It’s just…he once told me, that’s what a king should be like, entitled to all kinds of stuff the others can’t. If he couldn’t have a different life from all others, then there would be no point in being the King. That’s what he always wants.”

He swept his hand and grabbed me on my wrist, pulling me alongside him. “Come here!” That was the only thing he said. He took me to the harem where my eight mate candidates were. My head escalated with millions of thoughts, the curiosity was boiling over, all the veins in my body arched. Suspense took over the entire space. Even the eight guys here paused all what they were doing and all their attention drifted upon the king. “Listen, all of you. I gave my daughter the permission to conduct an harem and choose her suitable mate within three months but she seems to be getting more and more ruly. Therefore I've decided to disperse this harem–”

The blonde froze in place, not wanting to reveal his inner turmoil to his enemies. - Okay, I will fulfill my promise. Leave us! - the king addressed the onlookers. The vampires in the hall hurried to the exit. Tristan was relieved. The young man was sure that if he planned his moves correctly, he would be able to defeat this pair. Nevertheless, Tantario did not relax. The concept of honor was alien to the enemy. The king could kill the guest without any remorse, despite his own promise. But the Lord grinned and spoke: - I assume you are already familiar with the seraphim. After all, my doll is in your hands,” the king flashed his eyes dangerously, letting the young man know that he would gla

Nothing except his expectations of the king he was to become. The only goodness that had come out of his and Lady Wilmot's revolting relationship was Brand. Alexander took a mighty sweep of his whiskey. The hot liquid burnt his throat as he ran down. He coughed. "I am a great king now." He said dryly, before he cleared his throat. "My subjects respect me, and my courtiers obey me. The nation flourishes, and our enemies cower before us." A light chuckle. It was devoid of joy. "I suppose you succeeded in carving me into the perfect king as was always desired."

He’s never truly been a child, given the life we’ve led so far. So instead of saying what I wanted, which would have meant opening up about shit I wasn’t ready to talk about, I asked her how sure she was that we were safe here. She simply smiled and said that this is where she raised my mother, with no one the wiser, from a child until she was ready to take her rightful place in the Tribe. The heavy implication wasn’t lost on me, especially when she called me ‘Queen’, saying she’s here for when I’m ready to open up about everything before retiring for the night.

Music thudded from inside the bar, muffled but persistent. My laptop rested on my lap as I pushed myself to focus on work. Palace politics were a tangled mess, one I needed to unravel before it strangled Liora further. I scanned the ancient legal database for the third time tonight, my eyes burning, patience wearing thin. And there, it was again. Cold. Unyielding. Cruel! “A king’s mate must be formally entered into the royal harem prior to coronation.” Harem! That word tasted like ash!