Sister Harem Novels & Stories

She affirmed and her sister glanced up at her with an unfeigned smile. Phidel intuitively returned the smile – slightly rubbing Phidelia’s shoulder. “We should go to sleep now.” She added. Phidelia bobbed her head; scaling herself onto one side of the bed while her sister glided onto the other side while they tucked themselves under the blanket; leaving both of them staring at each other. Soon, Phidelia was left with her gaze intently fixed on her sleeping sister in the deem light. Narrowly, sleep also began to have it way with her. She didn't even realized when she slided into a deep slumber.

Needing people and making the need look like an invitation. She thought about growing up alongside her. Two sisters in a small apartment in Kyiv, sharing a bedroom that was too small and a life that was big enough anyway. Anna always more polished, more certain, more everything — or seeming so, which Irina now understood was not the same thing at all. Anna constructing the composed version of herself so thoroughly and so early that even the people closest to her had started to mistake the construction for the person. She thought about Zara. About the call.

The entire school thought I was the school belle Wanda Stewart's biggest simp. I would send her breakfast during her morning run. I would offer her a towel and water during her matches. I would buy her pancakes from three streets away in the bitter cold just because she said she was hungry in the middle of the night. The boys in school who liked her could form a line from the mathematics department to the field. The look in their eyes changed from disdain to hatred. "He hasn't managed to pursue her even after all that simping. He really can take things in his stride." "Wanda is just good-natured. That's why she hasn't called the police." When the school hunk, Connor Graham, decided t

All he had to do was report to the infirmary. I don't know why my parents decided to register me, but seven years later this decision saved my sister. Fira has lived all her life without leaving home, she has never seen the sunlight, she has never felt the wind on her face and she has not seen other Lierians except for the three of us. But even such a fate was much better than the one that Crime had prepared for her.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

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.

I heard as I drew nearer to my room. I recognized that voice, it was my sister's. I couldn't be less surprised. They literally fucked every where they found themselves and now my room? They didn't care if I was around or not. I slightly pushed the door open, peeking at them. Zara bent over as Damian screwed her from behind. Moans escaped her lips as Damian thrusted in and out of her in rhythm. There he was, my mate, banging another woman from behind. That woman was my si…. No, she wasn't my sister, she would never be my sister. Never! She was just a betrayer.

His chest moved fast as he struggled to breathe, his eyes wide like someone who had just seen a ghost. Something was wrong. “I’m sorry, Alpha, for barging in like this,” he panted quickly, “but there’s a problem.” My eyes narrowed at him. “What problem?” “One of the… one of the women who was brought into the harem has committed a big offense. She hit her Highness herself, Lady Danica.” "What?!” For a moment everything else stopped making sense in that moment, except that one sentence. Someone hit my sister? My chair scraped loudly against the floor as I stood up so abruptly it nearly tipped over behind me.

Groaning under my breath, I step down from the bed and go into the bathroom to take a piss. “Your name is buzzing all over the Harem.” Tessa tells me the moment I sit on my bed again. My brows raise in confusion as I give her a close look. “My name? What about?” “There’s talk that you seduced and had sex with your sister's boyfriend of four years.” She says quietly. I facepalm myself and let out a heavy sigh of exasperation. These girls, including Rhea won't stop anytime soon, will they?

Crazy, but not unheard of. Sleeping with a mother-in-law? Not that I would, but those scandals were everywhere. SCREAMING YOUR DECEASED EX'S NAME WHILE HAVING SEX WITH YOUR DAMN WIFE, WHO HAPPENED TO BE HER YOUNGER SISTER WAS THE MOST FUCKED UP SITUATION IN THIS LIFE AND THE NEXT. I am sure God was having a hard time believing this as well. A loud bang came from the other side of my closed door causing me to wince. I pulled my pillow over my head and buried myself underneath it, hoping whoever was out the door would leave me the fuck alone!