Royal Harem Novels & Stories

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

The boy was both heartbroken and angry as such a sight only caused Isis to laugh, mentally calling him cute. While Maria was chatting with Mai and Julian, a bunch of whispering voices and high pitched squeals caught her attention as she looked in the direction that stole the attention of half the people at the banquet. She saw a flashy group of boys her age standing together in a group. 'Ah, I see that Alan and the other harems' targets are together.' Maria directed her eyes towards the corner of the room. Sitting down in their own little private area was the empire's crown prince, along with his best friend and future advisor, Gilbert.

“Why did you check-in in that 3-star hotel with the hideous robe?” I laughed. “It was intentional.” “Hmm. Interesting. Who’s this?” She pointed at a portrait of my great-great-great-grandfather in oil painting. “King Kamrun Braynburg.” “The first King and ruler of Triberis.” “Yes. You did your assignment.” “Thanks to that talkative driver.” “This is the study.” I pulled the two-door opened, revealing the big library full of old books collection from constitutional law, to fine arts, to modern fiction.”

I didn't have the courage to abandon them either. One day, a messenger came screaming through the streets of Ruryen, bearing news straight from the palace. The king ordered that all virgins under the age of twenty be brought to the castle for the next selection of the harem. The fairest could become a princess, the new wife of her son, Prince Potter.

"If you play it right, you can get a male to do anything you want and they'll never know. The key is making it seem like they are the ones making the decision." "And flattery," I guessed. She looked at me with raised brows. "Quick learner. This is the harem hallway, though we just call it the harem," she told me after we ascended the stairs. At the first door, painted black, she said, "This is the parlor." I tripped on the carpet. "I'm sorry, the what?" "The harem," Raisa repeated without missing a beat. She nudged me directly in front of the door and turned the knob. It swung open, and my jaw dropped at what I saw inside.

“I guess the Queen didn’t bother to tell you that was the reason she never found her mate.” “But the King is her mate.” “No another royal flaw.” she giggled. “You see most royal women are auctioned off to the house, you either become Queen or a Princess.” “But I thought my baby is his, so he's my mate!” I growled wanting to grab at her but I couldn’t move. “And the claws I had claws.” “No that was all smoke and mirrors, you see Marcus knows a lot about the area, so it was easy to make things seem like it happened but you’ve been fooled.”

I felt the weight of my new position, but also the privilege of sharing this journey with the man I loved. When we arrived at the throne room, we were greeted by royals and important court figures. The applause and congratulatory smiles enveloped us, while our love was celebrated and blessed by everyone around us. It was a moment of union and celebration, a confirmation that our marriage represented an alliance not only between us, but also between our kingdoms.

"General, the emperor is at the royal villa." One of the imperial knights reported to the general of the royal army respectfully. "Mm." He responded. He looked at the brightly lit and overly luxurious villa on his right and scoffed in his head. Royal villa ... That disgusting being is at it again. He thought referring to the emperor's hobby of taking young ladies of every noble family and forcing them into his harem.

"There are so many things to see here and the most beautiful one is the 'Heer Mahal'. It's the most beautiful chamber of the whole Empire. Its roof is made up of reflective stone. It's huge and it's the cleanest place here. It was made by the Former Sultan for Sultan only. He wished that Sultan stay there with his wife. The chamber is surrounded by the most beautiful garden. It is made up of imported carved marbles and the best thing about it is its highest floor. You can one can see the whole kingdom from the last floor but there are countless stairs." "Really" I felt goosebumps hearing that. "Yeah, there are other places too Royal library it's huge and has countless books. Sultan writes hi

Shama alighted from her carriage and walked towards the royal palace. The royal palace was a sight to behold. Towering spires pierced the azure sky, their golden tips gleaming in the sunlight. The white marble walls were adorned with intricate carvings, depicting scenes of myth and legend. A grand fountain graced the courtyard, its waters cascading into a pool of shimmering lapis lazuli. The maids and servants working in the garden paused to stare at her for a moment, then resumed their tasks.