Surviving A Harem Novels & Stories

Chase responded, “I already worked on this over the night.” Tessa stared at him for a while, then a light smile graced her face. “It’s good to have you here, Dr. Chase.” Dr. Chase nodded once, accepting her comment. {Mission accomplished – priority asset stable. Alert – a stampede is approaching the fortress boarders} A siren blasted in the fortress as warning red lights started blinking. Dr. Anya panicked, “Whst is happening?” She scanned the fortress trying to figure out what went wrong. The Intercom rang and Tessa answered it immediately.

In times of despair and happiness, of dread and panic, and joy and conflict…all I can do is sit on the cold floor and wait for the moments to pass or else, I engage in a relentless fight for survival. For a second there, maybe I thought Aleister might be reliable. When he pulled me out of the lake and showed concern, I thought…Maybe, I can rely on him—Just a little. But it turns out, that’s not true. Draven was referring to another ‘her’. If all those witches were not enough, there is someone else too. The girl from the Harem had mentioned it before but I never paid attention because I didn’t care. Now, it only hurts.

She hoped that she was safe. she turned around to the noise coming behind her saw two more girl . "This place is hell,a place for no weak or your fate will be like mine and other girls" a girl in the corner said "Please explain a little more"Athena said "You were just abducted by a group of assassins.,.their is Ice.he is cruel,kills without faltering" "They want us to be assassins??,why not target boys not girls " "Well there is what they call training,that is the only ways you gain your free movement .you either go through training , which no girl has ever survived or you become a sex toy,like me"

He could only chuckled while witnessing the comedy happening in front of his eyes. “That’s enough both of you!” Harold commanded them to stop before it went to the climax of the comedy. “Actually, Capturing Patrick is our main mission but capturing others will give us bonus! I believe greedy people like you would understand what I mean, right?” The other guys other than Patrick gasped. Their lives would be in danger if they stayed in the house for too long. They wanted to escape but the mafias were blocking their way. The guy near the window tried to look outside, there were some waiting mafias too on the road. So, there was no way they would escape from them.

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.

Despite his harrowing situation, he still called me to tell me to take care of myself and not to leave the house. A loud gunshot sounded at that moment. I wheeled around to look at the villa across from me. A bloodied woman burst into the courtyard before slamming the door to trap the man in the villa. Then, she aimed a pistol at her head before pulling the trigger, effectively taking herself out with a bullet on the spot. I had spent three years struggling to survive in the apocalypse. There, I had seen way too many infected people choosing to take their own lives by shooting themselves just to avoid turning into zombies.

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

“A better way? The Harem has existed since the Goddess first blessed our kind.” “Things change.” Sabrina opened one of the ancient texts. “Even the Goddess adapts. The texts say she believed in preserving life, not causing deaths. Elder so drugging another and having them raped to have the competition killed is purification. Or perhaps war where the main dies? Or the accidents that seem to occur? What I was going to suggest is this: a sperm bank for all the males that enter my Harem and my Main. It gives all males a chance at a pup, reduces mortality, and helps build stronger bloodlines. Isn’t that what it was meant for? In case of death, they will still have a chance for said bloodline to c

she called and we followed behind her at a distance, taking the passageway. There was a red-haired Omega straddling one of the warriors as he groaned and she moaned. He shot me a creepy smile, biting his lips. A cold chill hit me and I immediately looked away. There were many more similar scenes we passed which my eyes tried very hard to avoid. There were some rooms around and you could still hear screams and groans there. Is that all they do here? Have sex? Kia really wasn't exaggerating when she told me this. After walking for a while, deep into the Harem, the deeper we got, the nastier things we saw. Eyes raked us as we passed till we got to a small red-colored tent.

Ramah said slowly, raising her gaze. Jazell took a bite from the red apple in her lean fingers. "If you should worry about anyone trying to hurt you, then the person sitting in front of you should be your first target." "And that is why I ask again, what do you want from me? Ramah fixed her gaze on Jazell. "The harem is a battlefield; we make enemies…we try to eliminate our opponents. Most especially we make friends with people who we never expect to make friends with." Jazell said, taking another bite from the apple.