Royal Harem Novels & Stories

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!

So, she led the way, we passed through long corridors of that building, which ended at an old wooden door. “This is the entrance of the Royal Harem, Crown Princess.” She informed me while unlocking the big padlock. The door creaked as she kicked it open, its rusty hinges protested for disturbance. A barren, deserted area greeted me there, self-rooting shrubs, dirty paths and ugly ruined houses were according to my expectations. Mira was right when she said that King Edgar had closed the doors of his harem, as that abandoned place was the epitome of desolation. I quietly walked behind the trainer as she reminisced about the past.

There was a line of doctors in the palace every day and every prescription, every treatment was tried but everyone knew this fact that the queen was suffering from the grief of her son. "Prince Zalari, who was the only prince of this kingdom. A young, brave and very handsome prince. He was full of life, laughing and cheerful. Color temper was a special part of his nature. There used to be a pile of the most beautiful concubines in his harem. The youngest and most beautiful girls of the whole empire used to adorn his harem. Often in Inner land, when some empire came to power, they attacked the weaker tribes of the other empire and enslaved them and made them part of their empire.

We were made to observe the 18+ men and women engage in sexual activities; sex in this palace was an open affair. A harem of courtesans was ushered to please one scumbag of a royal and his wife or girlfriend. My sister was four years older than I, and she had been at it with delight. She was very good at giving blow jobs and lap dances, anything to get the royals turned on. And she liked to be fucked and abused and derived some masochistic pleasure out of it.

The loudspeaker came on. "ALL SLAVES SHOULD HEAD TO THE TRAINING GROUND. NOW!!" People scrambled out of the dinning area to the training ground. The guards stationed outside instructed us to sit on the grass. We sat and some murmured in hushed tones. Roman, the second in command to the Royal Chief guard stood in front of us all. He was a mean werewolf that harboured extreme hate for half breeds. There were rumours that he raped some slaves and got rid of those who tried to complain.I gathered my arms around myself as the wind blew heavily. Lily sat beside me shivering. "A royal ring is missing. It is a gold ring with an enchanted ruby. A gift from the moon goddess to the king. A priceless g

It was the Day of the Ritual, a tradition for every ruler of my bloodline to prove they are the strongest soul in the land. ​I ran a slow, casual hand through my hair. It was long and as white as a fresh snowfall, a shining symbol of my pure, royal blood. I knew I looked magnificent. I wore a simple silver tunic that was thin enough to show the muscle beneath, catching the rays of the sun like a mirror. "Our king is so beautiful!" "Asher is the strongest!" "He is prettier than all my daughters combined." I heard some of their talks ​The noise was like a physical wall of sound. Thousands and thousands of my subjects sat on the stone benches that rose so high they seemed to touch the clouds.

“Good. We need men who understand that these reforms are about protecting everyone involved.” As they moved through the remaining bedrooms, Riley couldn’t help but imagine what life would be like for the men who would eventually live here. The Harem House had the potential to be a place of brotherhood and family, not just competition and jealousy. “The Divine Chamber is in the west wing,” Sabrina explained as they finished their inspection of the east wing. “But we should save that for another day. It’s... intense.” Kane raised an eyebrow. “Intense how?” “It’s where the claiming rituals take place,” Riley explained, feeling his wolf stir at the thought. “It’s designed to be... overwhelming.”

The ambiance was one of luxury and cultural reverence, where every detail—from the acoustics to the lighting—had been meticulously considered to enhance the experience of both performers and audience alike. The royal garden, a sprawling testament to both natural beauty and meticulous design, unfolded before the eye as a sanctuary of tranquility and grandeur. Extending in a vast expanse from the mansion's rear, the meticulously manicured landscapes offered a serene retreat from the demands of royalty, a place where the rhythms of nature intertwined with the artistry of human hands.

It felt tight and heavy, as though something was lodged there and refused to move. Layla obviously knew what Adelaide was thinking. She spoke in a low, soothing tone, "Your Majesty, you've been in the harem for many years now. This isn't the first time you've faced such a situation. Do you remember Lady Isolde and Lady Lara? They were once known as the twin beauties of the capital. Back then, His Majesty favored Lady Isolde above all others. No one in the harem could rival her." And how did that end? A few short years later, had he not turned his attention to other young and lovely ladies? A king's heart had no lasting affection; he loved one fair face after another.

ISABELLE’S POV I enter the harem and I am surprised to see it. I look from one corner to another. My eyes move toward every single part of it. It is beautifully decorated. It looks like a place from heaven. The addition of candles and rose petals is just adding beauty to it. I have never seen a harem decorated beautifully like this. At festivals, it used to be decorated but not like this. These decorations themselves seem to be from heaven. Different types and colors of flowers are hanging on the walls. Every color of the rainbow is present here.