An Exclusive Love

Ed grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to him, his hand wrapping her tiny waist, without a second thought he pressed his lips on hers, kissing her. It was filled with hunger, lust and passion. He yearn for her, all this while. And right now he had to show this crazy rich guy, she belongs to him. And only him. "I don't care what people say, I the only one for you." He breath slowly, but as he devour every inch of her lips, she hadn't responded, but struggles to get free. She pushed him back, getting free from his grip. "Ed, listen to me, I don't love you anymore." She gulped, wiping her lips. Wiping away his kiss. As if it some filth was rubbed was her. "No, you do." He let out a weiry chuckle. "Actually I only fall for you because of your money and fame." Areena raved harshly. This is a joke, right. she is'nt like this ... The shy Areena he fell for. Though she ignore him recently. But this isnt happening. Areena is dumping him. That not happening even in his wildest dream. But sadly this is no dream. "You're joking right." "I'm not!!" she yelled and walked towards the handsome guy, grabbing his hand. He gently grab her chin, he wiped her lips with his hankie, and landed a kiss on her. *** In a world where love between the Noble and Servile is forbidden, Ed and Areena fall in taboo relationship, despite the dangers, they cannot resist their fiery passion for one another and are willing to risk everything to be together. Areena is torn away from Ed as Dean came into her life, she must make a heart-wrenching decision between the two, who is she going to choose ...

Forbidden love. The story follows a young girl who is adopted by a wealthy family and raised to be a high-class woman. Despite her money and rank, she wants a quiet life with the man she loves. And out of all the men, she chose to fall for her foster brother. A young and gorgeous man with a bad boy attitude, their relationship did not start well, but as they both grew to embrace each other, it eventually developed into love, and they started a relationship with without their parents' knowledge. Will they be able to find their happily ever after despite being foster siblings?..

For some , love that can't be is enough reason for them to fall apart but for others , it's a fight they are willing to endure . Their course of love never run smooth since the taboo tries to prevent them from being in a relationship openly . Opposed by the whole world due to cultural ,societal and religious norms because the condemned love trope consists of taboo in society ,class difference , feuding families , religious restrictions ,not forgetting the age difference hence it would be hard or even impossible for them to be together. As they say ,' there is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable ,'we always long for the proscribed things ,desire what is denied us and crave what we can't have .Therefore , they put their trust and faith into the love that is prohibited and vow to do their best to achieve that happily ever after ending we all want BUT the million dollar question is will their illicit love be enough reason for them to fall apart or it's a fight they are willing to endure no matter the matter ? With the fact that love we can't have is the one that last the longest , hurts the deepest and feels the strongest in mind ,will the power of love hold their relationship so it will last till only death do them apart or the deepest pain their love brings will result in them breaking up ? Will their banned love be enough to test everything that goes their way ? Why don't we find out the answers to all the unanswered questions in the illicit love {uthando olungeko emthethweni} story before curiosity kills the cat . . . *Love is love, even if it is illicit Like light remains light, even in the darkness*

Everlasting love is a story of love between two teenagers who were separated by circumstances. Find out in this interesting story if these two lovers would survive the challenges

My name is Haley Dixon. Ever since I was young, I knew I was different from other women. Other women have only one passage, but I have two—and both are extremely narrow. I'd heard that my mother was originally pregnant with twins, but a genetic mutation during the pregnancy caused my twin sister to die in the womb. I absorbed the part of her body that became my second passage, along with all of her estrogen. That was why I had a stronger desire than other women. As a teenager, I could use my little toys for up to four hours and still want more. For a while, I was almost proud of myself. I thought a rare treasure like me would be cherished and fiercely loved by any boyfriend. But after five consecutive boyfriends—every single one of them—bolted at the final moment, terrified by what they saw in my pants, calling me a monster and worrying I'd suck them in, I finally realized: maybe this wasn't being "different." Maybe this was a disease. But going to the hospital didn't help. Instead, they told me that my long-term use of foreign objects had led to an addiction disorder. I cried. Why did a monstrous woman like me have to suffer from this? Still, I didn't have time to wallow in misery, because the addiction tormented me day and night, stealing my peace and my sleep. So I went online and bought the largest set of toys I could find. Within just half a month, I'd broken them all—and my mild addiction had become severe. The toys were useless. It seemed I needed a man. But I no longer dreamed of finding a boyfriend. As long as someone could give me relief, any man would do. I signed up for a hookup app and chose the username: Double-Hole Slut.

"Do you trust me, Hailey?” he asks as he looks deep into my eyes. Our eyes locked and the whole world fades away, it looks deep in my soul as if the answer to his question is there. Thinking about it my mind tries to come up with something not to trust him but nothing. “a little... maybe” is all I could say, while I take another sip of the wine still locked onto his gaze. “If I asked that you must submit to me with your whole body, will you?” his voice was husky. Again, I do not know what to answer. Can I give in just for one night? Would I give in for once, to feel for once how it would feel to be desired? To know how it would feel to be the only one he wants even if it was not real. Even if it was just for one evening. Not trusting my voice, I slowly nod. My Angel, will you break the spell? Are you my only true love? Lying next to her, I take her in my arms as she places her head on my chest. Soon I drifted off to sleep. What happens when myth and reality come together to find love?