Royal Harem Novels & Stories

Two Amaris warriors guarded the large, navy, double doors preventing any unwanted visitors for entering the room behind. The warriors nodded their head in acknowledgement of the triplets, before carefully opening the passage way to the grand hall. A harpist played in the background, as dozens of dolled up strangers chatted amongst themselves. Fairy lights hung from the ceiling, creating an illusion of stars throughout. A Royal blue, narrow carpet ran from the doorway to a platform 50 metres away, but it wasn’t just any platform. The throne of the King and Queen resided on top, giving the Monarchy the perfect view of the unfolding events.

Was all she said and then she was gone again, shutting the door behind us and tapping softly on the door across. Mishka and I glanced at each other before rising at once, neither of us willing to test Madame Esmelda’s patience. “That’s the other thing I wanted to tell you,” Mishka whispered furiously to me as we walked down the hall, the other doors opening as all the other girls filed into the hall. “Only a limited number of girls can remain in the King’s harem. Once he casts his old favorites out, usually some girls from here are demoted.” I froze in my steps, turning sharply to apologize when the person behind me bumped into me.

Jealousy is a bitch and I'm the hellish King that needs to put on his big boy pants and calm the fuck down. I didn't think that harem court was the first place that I thought when I saw the entrance. The intricate design was hellishly regal, and the wooden and stone carvings were perfectly placed. The red and golden colorings indicating the royal color of the south kingdom made me think twice about the kind of kink that Ranulf, the king of the South has for his harem. But then I remembered that the court had existed long before Ranulf ruled as king.

They ventured into the gardens and kiosks that filled the palace. They went back into the palace and Aslan led them towards the lavishly decorated Harem which used to be the private quarters of the Sultan's concubines and children. They walked around the hall of the second court, Aslan showing her the various Kaftans of the previous Sultans that were kept on view.

Even though the Harem was the closest building to the palace, she still couldn't believe the fact that the Queen of their Kingdom will stoop that low to mingle and befriend a Servant girl like her. The whole visit was strange. Maybe she was about to be killed for disobeying her master. All sorts of thoughts ran through her head and she couldn't think straight. It was recorded that the Harem was built so as to allow the king's men to satisfy themselves after their bloody wars and all day stress. Though it wasn't built for royalty, still some useless Ministers and their friends patronized the Harem like it was their second house. The late Prime Minister and his ancestors were the only one who

Maya ran into Zen Palace gloating. "Your Majesty, guess what! There's trouble over at Grace Palace! His Majesty rarely visits the harem, and tonight was supposed to be Lady Rachel's turn to serve him. But somehow, she offended him, and he just left her there. Not only that, he even ordered her to be confined!" The more Maya spoke, the more excited she became, while Jane felt a faint headache coming on. She managed the harem's affairs only for the sake of maintaining peace. With Maya chattering away like this, it was impossible to concentrate.

"But he has a lover here and there? I don't think that's right even if you're royalty." "Geez, you're very ignorant. It's common for royalty to have many affairs since they're strengthening their connections to have greater and solid supporters. That's their way of gaining more power and it's nothing new." The imperial knights just shook their heads as they follow the Prince to guard him along with his lover within the woman's residence.

"Because you will become the target of jealousy. The concubines will torn you apart if they did not like you There shouldn't be jealousy in the Harem, but well... A woman's heart can't help but feel jealousy." The Harem was nothing as I imagined. I always imagined that there were hundreds of beautiful women waiting to accompany the King or Prince in bed, and they wore revealing clothes and learned to dance. It wasn't like that. A harem was a "lady's castle." Only women live here. Men are forbidden. And the purpose of the Harem was to produce the members of the royal family. There were not hundreds of concubines, as people say. The King only had 39 concubines, while the Prince had 11, includi

After everything I woke up to this morning, I’m not sure I want to know more about him. Still, I say. “Go on. Tell me.” “Okay, I think you should know that the King has a harem—” “What?” My voice rises before I can control it. “A harem? As in… women?” “Yes—” I scoff. “Of course he has a harem. What else would I expect from a wolf? They’re nothing like humans.” My voice turns sharp as I list all the bad things I’ve heard about them. But Kie shakes her head. “The King’s mother, Her Highness Renna, is the one who created the harem.”

My hand was looped through Christian’s arm, and his steady presence was the only thing keeping me grounded as the double doors slowly creaked open. The sight before me took my breath away—the hall was illuminated by soft, golden lights reflecting off the high ceilings. The decorations were nothing short of grand, with elegant tapestries and rich emeralds and golds lining the walls. Christian had truly outdone himself. My gaze swept across the room, seeing the sea of pack members and allies standing beneath us, waiting, their heads turned toward the staircase. Dominic’s booming voice echoed across the hall, his words carrying the weight of ceremony and honor. “Please welcome Royal Beta Christ