Star Wars Harem Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“So!” Faiza says, flopping into her chair and cooly lifting the heels of her boots onto her desk as she grins wickedly at me. “I like the new addition to your harem. He’s cute.” She again wrinkles her nose. My hands still in the process of unwrapping my breakfast as I lift my eyes to hers, shocked. “My…harem?” “Sure,” she says, grinning deeply, “your little harem of Alpha boys deeply dedicated to serving your every want and need. I have to admit, I’m a little jealous. If you’re ever looking to loan them out –“

he spoke with pride, looking at me through hooded eyes, his muscular torso glistening with beads of perspiration. Mason pulled me over to him, his arms encasing me in a warm sensual embrace as his tongue parted my lips. Our sweat-slickened bodies slid together, feeling the damp hair beneath our fingertips. Grayson and Alex rejoined us, each taking turns to kiss me. So, this was harem sex?

She said, cunningly. I raised an eyebrow, doubtfully. I didn't trust her. "Friends? What kind of friends?" I asked, sharply out of curiosity. She laughed, scornfully. She leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear. "The kind of friends who share his bed... The kind of friends who are in his harem." She said, proudly. I felt a surge of anger and disgust. Alpha James had a harem. I wondered if that was the reason miss Jasmine cheated like his father said. I mulled deeply for a few seconds then quickly hid my emotions with a poker face.

The Gamma had his work cut out for him. "Who are all these women?" I asked, looking at the crowd of easily eighty to one hundred women. "The Alpha, Beta and Gamma's Harem. This is where they eat. I guess we were put in the harem. We are the only lunas here. Lunas are usually put in service. I learned that from one of the women here. I guess our story will be different." Avery said, and I looked at all the women that were there. They were looking at me weirdly. I knew why. I could recognise jealousy when I saw it.

” What the hell were you thinking doing shit in public? “We weren't in public. We were in a VIP room. The only people allowed in there were two servers, me and Nichole, Joaquim and his harem.” “His harem?” Fred gasped.” “It's a joke! He has a bunch of girls who are always hanging around. They call themselves his harem. I don't think he slept with all of them.” She wasn't really certain though. “Oh my God.” Fred walked away and began tapping his forehead off the refrigerator.

"I don’t want to share you with anyone, Mum. I know I haven’t been the best daughter, but I promise I’ll change. Please, don’t do this." "It’s not about you, my dark daughter," she replied gently. "For the first time in eight years, I feel alive again. I feel as though the world is coming together for me. Ariana, you know no one could ever replace you in my heart—not even Mr. Fred. But I need someone by my side. One day, you’ll leave me to build your own life, and I’ll be left alone. With Mr. Fred, I won’t have to face that loneliness."

Synn slurred, she still seemed excited about the punishment. "Shemika, I bet you'll love this. It's harem! I've never tried it before and I've always wanted to. Imagine being fucked by these guys. They're hot, handsome, crazy, and have the darkest sexual fantasies." Synn exclaimed. My mouth dropped open, "How does this even sound fun to you?" I managed to ask.

She grabs the giant by his collar, pulling him down for another loud, messy kiss right in front of us, before dragging him down the hall toward another room. Once they are out of earshot, Arlo exhales shakily. "That was...intense. I think that guy is the Thor Awakener. The God of Thunder." I watch their retreating backs, a sudden memory unlocking in my brain. Right. The Plot. This world is rigged for a 'Gary Stu' protagonist. The script is painfully simple: every strong man here will eventually die as a stepping stone, and every pretty woman—including our taken Succubus—will be magically brainwashed into his harem.

Valerie said, kissing Lisa deep. The harem grew, jealousy fueling the heat. Night ended with them lined up on the bed, asses up, tattoos on display. I bred each, cum dripping everywhere. "More friends tomorrow?" Lisa whispered. The twins nodded. "Yes . Our master deserves a full harem."

I nodded, slowly sipping the finest espresso I had ever had in my life. “Wyatt, I have chosen you to be part of my harem.” “I heard that part. I don't know what that means, but I did hear that part.” “It means a lot of things. It means I am asking you to be part of my family, my love, my life, for as long as you live. You will never need anything, never want for anything. You want a blonde? A brunette? Both? You got it. Just like this library. And more. You will never yearn for dig sites. You will never beg yourself to go back to study. It will all be right here, for you. It means that I will love you as my own, my darling sweet archaeologist.”