What Harem Novels & Stories

“We love you.” I closed my eyes, safe and full and completely theirs. The night had been everything I needed and more. A perfect celebration of the four of us together. “And we want more babies from you.” Revenge. Love. All in a month led to this. No one can separate us now since the council had approved the unification system where all the three packs would now be led by my mates and their successors in the coming years. They are really my revenge harem. I love them very much.

“Though I never really thought I would be part of a harem at all.” “I did,” I say. “But I didn’t think that I’d like it.” The only way to be with a woman, as part of a pack, is either to be bonded to her as her alpha mate—in other words, ordered by your alpha to be together—or to be one of her secondary lovers, taking her to bed but always having to give her up when she’s trying to conceive.

I handed him the book. "A reverse harem romance," he read aloud. "What's a reverse harem?" He asked. "A reverse harem is one where there are many men satisfying one woman, instead of many women for one man; a harem in reverse," I informed him. He continued reading the publicity blurb on the back of the book. "'I was a virgin when the earth was captured in an interstellar war. I was stripped, enslaved and auctioned off to ten alien warriors who helped subdue our world. I was claimed and ravished in the most reprehensible ways imaginable. They set about mastering my maiden body and instructing me what it means to belong to them absolutely. They bought me to use me, but in my heart I know they

“Let’s packs kids. We are getting me some semen.” “Oh, God.” Evan breathed out, his eyes widening. Zivah patted his back lightly. “And that is DEFCON 1. Major delusional ideas and senseless suggestions.” Evan turned to Zivah with a worried face. “She isn’t actually going to Las Vegas, is she?” I frowned at them. “She? We!” I corrected. I drew a circle with my forefinger. “We are all going to Vegas.” “This is not how I planned a trip.” Evan grumbled.

She put everything I had shared with her into it, making each of our dreams for a child come true. Just 3 months after meeting with her, Crimson had suddenly become pregnant and was able to have the experience of carrying and giving life to our first child. Having no clue who the child would resemble as the pregnancy was completely created through Hera's abilities, we were all in for quite the shock when Crimson gave birth to a baby girl who looked just like Damien, with the exception of my burgundy hair.

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.”

That was precisely what a harem is meant for. "What do you mean by you think he sleeps with her?" I asked, and She smiled. "I know it says harem, but they never touch us. The Alpha, Beta and Gamma don't sleep with us. We are hopeful it will happen one day, but it doesn't. We just keep them company, throw parties and all the fun stuff except sex, of course, that's all," Katya said, and that was interesting. I looked at Avery and smiled because I guess the Beta had broken his personal code with her. Her cheeks coloured, knowing what I was thinking.

My heart pounded as I leaned closer and peeked through the crack. The bed wasn’t angled toward the door, but I was able Mr. Fred's head diving between my mom’s thighs, his mouth eagerly devouring her pussy. He trailed hot kisses up her waist, latching onto her right nipple with hungry sucks while his left hand caressed her other breast. The both of them were completely naked, his massive, thick, curved cock impossible to ignore. I watched, as he slid it deep into her, her moans of ecstasy filling the air. I stood at the door, my hands roaming my body, wishing Chris would fuck me like this. Mr. Fred’s chiseled body was pure perfection—his veined muscles bulged as he gripped my mom’s legs, pul

Not that it had worked before but maybe three was a charm. In the harem, everyone had their rooms but a communal bath and toilet. Both facilities were large, had running water hot and cold, and were diligently cleaned every other hour or so. As I rounded the corner to the baths, I tripped and fell skinning my knee. Rather I was tripped. Four harem women stood, glaring at me unrepentantly, I couldn't tell who had done it. I didn't even know their names. What could I have possibly done to warrant that?

It sat in a raised stone-well and was large enough to at least be six-foot deep and perhaps three times that size across. If she didn't know better, she would have guessed that this was some sort of harem room. Something she had only ever heard about or read about. Charlotte was aware that there were some vampires that enjoyed keeping things like this, just as there were humans who signed up to be part of a harem. But if this was a true harem, where the servants weren't technically employed, then she would have to guess that all the women that occupied this space were vampires. "Girls, come over here!" Rimidal's voice boomed throughout the large room.