Sister Harem Novels & Stories

"I mean, have you looked at yourself lately? Before that Serenex shit, you were probably the biggest pussy I ever met. No offense. But check you out now, brah. Now you got Abbie and Cassie as your fuckbunnies, me as your whatever, teacher hottie and slut cop who do whatever you say." She failed to mention Megan, but I didn't correct her oversight. "And?" "Like, you're making a fucking harem. You know that, right?" "A harem? What on earth are you talking about?" "All right, go ahead and name all the dudes and the non-hotties you've used that spray on so far. Go ahead. I'll wait."

#ReverseHarem Three billionaires. One contract. One virgin who’s about to break every rule. Valéria Santorini was never meant for a world of tailored suits and men who command empires with a single phone call. She was invisible. Untouchable. Until she crossed paths with the Romano brothers. Three men. One proposal. A contract with clear clauses… and devastating consequences. What begins as a strategic agreement quickly becomes a game of power where every touch is a provocation, every approach is a challenge, and every rule seems made to be broken. They want to test her limits. She wants to prove she still has control. But when three dominant men decide to claim what they want,

"Because of Brian, that little girl had to die a painful death. How can scoundrels like this still exist?" "You're talking about my sister, aren't you? Is Brian the one who raped your sister?" Kayler's voice sounded, making many people surprised at Kayler's question. Anger and resentment were evident on the faces of those around them. Harem, whom they once respected so much, is a man who has done many terrible things. "Harem, you are the one who betrayed the wolves. Now you have to pay for everything you've done over the past twenty years." Ethan said firmly.

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I shouted, "Jessica, I'm still your sister!" Jessica growled, "What kind of bullcrap sister? I've always been prettier and luckier than you. Why do you get all the good things in the end, while I turned into a mess? "Don't worry. As long as you cooperate, I'll make your death quick." She wanted to kill me again and restart everything, but Brett was too scared. After all, this was a prison sentence waiting to happen.

She knew that her evil sister had to be stopped, but the thought of killing her had never entered her mind. Frey moved in front of Davina and looked down at her with compassion. “You have goodness in your heart, so you can’t imagine killing another human being; let alone, your sister. You must remember that, although she shared your mother’s womb and pulled chromosomes from you enough to take on your look, she is not your true sister. Her seed was magically implanted at the time of your conception because she needed much of the same environment and nutrients that you required. She would kill you and your baby without blinking an eye and wouldn’t give it another thought. Step out of the t

Cassie trudged up the hill with her sisters, the massive packhouse looming before them. The three of them weren’t particularly tall, but they were strong. With thick auburn hair and hazel eyes. Their faces, arms and legs were largely covered in freckles. A gift from so many days spent out in the sun with the rest of the pack. The sun was fading now, as they walked through the main room and up the stairs to their families’ wing of the house. They shared a kind of suite, with three bedrooms branching off of a small sitting room. The large bathroom could accommodate all of them, but there always seemed to be a fight over its use.

"Call the search off. I am sure they are somewhere in the city having a great fucking time in some Playboy mansion." "Language, Marie," Alexie murmured, watching their pups playing. "Oops, sorry." She made a gesture of zipping her foul mouth. Grinning, their eldest sister nodded before going back to the pack reports on her desk. "Well, this waiting game is killing me," Mish muttered, moaning as she settled more firmly on the sofa. "Bake me some hot fudge brownies, Rie." Her personal chef mumbled yes. "I do feel like I am a part of a harem in the Arabian Nights, eating bonbons, getting fatter by the day, while our sheiks are out in the desert invading enemy clans." The Lycan Queen imparted he

Derek, still looking like he was about to attack us at any moment, simply gave him a sideward glare before he roamed his eyes toward each of us girls – one by one. “A harem? A hunt? Since when do we have these? Who are these girls and where exactly did you ‘hunt’ them?” Lucas, Vivienne and the other woman present in the hall exchanged uncomfortable glances. It was Vivienne who eventually answered the question. “They’re humans abducted from the outside world. We hunt humans from the outside world to become slaves here, to do the work necessary. Those who prove to be useless are fed on. The choicest and most beautiful among the captives are kept by the Elite as part of what we began calling a

Blue Shrew sighed dramatically, then made her slow, sultry walk back to her chair. Beige locked eyes with Ivy. Here at least there was some intelligence. "Being part of a harem means being part of a sisterhood. Can you live and work with thirty women and not cause trouble?" Thirty women? Had Ivy heard her right? Who the hell needed thirty women? Ivy smiled sweetly. "I'm not a troublemaker. I'm a trouble-ender." "If ending that trouble means keeping your mouth shut, can you do it?" "Whatever is good for my prince is good for me."