Villain Harem Novels & Stories

“Not just his empire. Something hidden. He’s pulling strings in half the city. If you’re in his way, he’ll crush you without blinking.” Ares’ jaw clenched. “And Valeria?” Matteo gave a grim smile. “Then she’s either his next queen… or his next pawn.” ******************* The following evening, Valeria stood in front of her mirror, adjusting her earrings. Her daughter was already tucked in bed, and she’d promised herself she wouldn’t let Damien see the storm inside her tonight. But when she walked into the rooftop garden where Damien was waiting, she felt his eyes on her like knives.

She frowned as she wondered whether Eve killed Lilian by accident or if it was intentional. “No,” Tracy replied. “Then…” Lilian started speaking but then glanced at Alaine. “If you aren’t her sister, why are you calling her mother, mom?” “Oh,” Tracy replied, understanding what was happening. “Well, she is a fake heiress. Do you get it now?” Tracy said, stunning everyone. “Tracy,” Alaine said in a low yet commanding tone, as she didn’t like Tracy’s words. Tracy turned to her mother, her eyes staring at the woman with no ripple of emotions. “What? She stole my life. What is there to hide? People will find out sooner or later, or…”

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.

She stared at the faces of the major scientists of Aaima pharmaceuticals, they were six of them. "Miss Munawarrah, we agreed on a meeting tomorrow morning..." Jibril started but she cut him off. "Shut up!" She screamed at him and the man immediately kept shut. She kept her face neutral as she stared at them, the men were uncomfortable under her scrutinized gaze. It was completely ironical that a woman could make them this vulnerably but, she wasn't just a mere women she was the definition of a cold hearted businesswoman. The door opened and the vice president Aliyu Umar walked in, he was a young and ambitious man and could be considered as one of the most eligible bachelor in the northern pa

“You can take Illaria with you, but you have make a bond with me that you will never hurt her, that not a single drop of her blood will come out of her body.” Vargauz laughed. “Really? Do you think I am going to make a deal with the devil? Have I gone so mad?” He looked at his men and said, “Why don’t you do one thing—ask your men to pave the way for both of us. We will walk out. I will take Amelia to my kingdom and give her the place in my court.” “You mean you will add her to your harem? Dana is the queen of that harem. Will you put Illaria under her?” Xikoth spat. He knew that Vargauz was evading the deal.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

he shot back, voice low, dangerous, “you say it to me.” I froze completely. His wife?did he just call me his wife? “Your wife…?” Aedric stuttered, shock written across his face. Kaelen’s lips curved in a slow, wicked smile. “She’s part of my harem, so she’s mine.” The words hit me like a punch. Harem… mine… My cheeks heated instantly, a mix of embarrassment, fury, and burning desire inside me. “You bastard!” Aedric’s voice cracked with anger. “You… you did what?”

And now, I was becoming a blood slave of Duke Elliot, feeding him my blood every day. Now, the huntress who had been hated and spurned by the villagers was standing in front of me. I should, ought to revenge for my poor villagers, many of whom had been cruelly sucked every last drop of blood in their bodies by Vampires and turned into corpses with just flesh and skin! "Bitch! That was all because of you! If you hadn't turned up in our village, they might still be alive! "

I looked up, waiting for her to continue. "He's the famous Mr. Vance." I squinted at her in confusion, and she leaned in closer. "The dangerous man everyone fears. Last I checked, he practically owns half the city." At her words, my heart rate doubled once again. I had heard rumors of the infamous Vance name before, but I had never seen his face. And I slept with him? I gulped in quiet terror. "He's... that Mr. Vance?" I managed to say, clutching my hands tightly in my lap so she wouldn't see them trembling.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]