Harem System Novels & Stories

“Ah, you must be the university whore he's fucking. Believe me, if you get pregnant, you will die conceiving his baby.” “You probably don't know, but Henri enjoys killing humans who discover our true identity. You're a slut to him, so he may not kill you. But let me tell you, he will eventually marry one of us, after making your child a wandering orpha-” Julian cut off his dick before he could finish this sentence. I could still hear Venar’s screams rattling in my head as my gaze fell involuntarily to see that he was naked. The horrifying sight of his reproductive organ was there to see.

The only problem was my mother. How would I stay with someone who has given birth to me and watch her getting fucked by the mate that rejected me? That is too much for me to bear. I finally lay down sinking into the mattress. My body ached in protest as I adjusted to the unfamiliar comfort but exhaustion quickly took over. I closed my eyes and let myself drift. The nightmare came fast and hard. I was back in the harem. Only this time, it wasn’t Eliot’s cruel smirk that loomed over me. It was the triplets. Their stormy grey eyes burned with a hunger I couldn’t escape. It was worse.

My in-game ID in "Galaxy Rim" was "Moonwalker," and I was the top-paying mage on the entire server. Half a month ago, my Alien-brand computer had been sent in for repairs, so I had borrowed Stacy's cheap laptop once. I never expected her to secretly save my password. Not only did she steal my account, but she also secretly saved my aesthetic social media photos that were only visible for three days, used them to present herself as a rich and beautiful girl, and started flirting with multiple players in the game at once.

And, there were no locking mechanisms, so the occupants could lift up the upper half and extract themselves whenever they liked. The rules of the club made sure no one was forced to do anything they didn’t want to do. Anyone not respecting that rule was instantly banished from the club forever. There were two sets of stocks installed in the room; one was occupied, the other vacant. Veronica smiled when she saw that one of the stocks was occupied by a pretty brunette and that the dark haired girl was being fucked enthusiastically by a good looking guy. Also, there was a long line of guys waiting their turn for the brunette; most were stroking themselves, though a couple guys appeared to be wi

I sighed under my breath. "Go on, how would ending the lives of hundreds of thousands help ?" I questioned. She laughed. "I don't mean a civil war. You must be aware of the Mendovas stupid tradition, to have a heir, the offspring must kill the original heir or anyone they see as a threat. Ephraim killed his brother the original heir, Christian could kill his father and James the youngest can kill both. You must use this information to start a war in the family." Naomi explained, but how would that have to do anything with Hannah's case, the entire family might have problems but that doesn't mean people won't do their jobs.

I was doing it because I wanted to break free from the chains that had held me captive for years. I always thought that being a good wife and getting closer to God would free me from the bad karma of my past sins, and a priest asked me to be more private and avoid makeup that made me look like my old self. I thought if I did that, my marriage would run smoothly. Being a pious wife would lead my family on a loving path. But in reality, my husband didn't want a good and pious wife, he married me because he saw me as a woman who could fulfill all his sexual fantasies.

Evalyn murmurs, sliding her frail body up beside Cassandra's. Evalyn has short, shoulder-length brown hair and sharp features. "We've been here for two years. Sometimes being a harem girl isn't so bad…but in the beginning, we all start with bruises." I gasp in horror. "They rape you?" Cassandra shrugs. "More like take us when they feel like it. It's their custom to have women to bed when they feel the need—warriors get more than commoners, though. If a warrior wants to marry a harem girl, she cannot refuse."

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?

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"Seriously? It's not exactly something that would be taught in human schools, you know?" "I guess you are right," he snorted, and then cleared his throat, preparing to give a lecture. "A few centuries back, it was common for every noble family to have a harem. All the human females there had the status of a lesser wife or a concubine, and usually, the status of the main wife was reserved for a vampire. Of course, if the vampire wife died, then one of the humans had a chance to raise her status, and then that human was treated as the main wife." "And you are telling me this because…?" I still wasn't certain what the purpose of this history lesson was.