Fruit From One Piece

Eve knew she shouldn't take a bite of the fruit. But some stories are too captivating to ignore. Welcome to Forbidden Fruits of Eden, a collection of enchanting stories filled with attraction, longing, unforgettable encounters, and connections that leave a lasting mark. Within these pages, hearts race, emotions run deep, and every chapter offers a glimpse into moments that change everything. From chance meetings and lingering glances to relationships that grow more intense with every page, each story explores the bonds that draw people together and the choices that shape their journeys. If you enjoy stories that are bold, captivating, and written for adult readers, you'll find something waiting among the branches of Eden. Take a bite and discover the stories hidden within.

When I was seven, my father brought home a beautiful lady who gave me a mango. That day, my mother watched me happily eating the mango while she signed her name on the divorce papers. After that, she jumped off the roof of our building. From then on, mangoes became the nightmare of my life. So on my wedding day, I told my husband, Alan Holt, "If you ever want a divorce, just give me a mango." Alan pulled me into his arms, quiet. From then on, mangoes became off-limits for him, too. On Christmas Eve of our fifth year of marriage, Alan's childhood sweetheart, Larissa Fennimore, left a mango on his desk at the office. The very same day, Alan announced he was cutting ties with Larissa and fired her from the company. That day, I truly believed he was the man I was meant to be with. Half a year later, I flew back from overseas, having just closed a partnership deal worth about 200 million dollars. At the celebration dinner, Alan handed me a drink. After I had finished half the glass, his so-called childhood sweetheart, the woman who had been kicked out of the company, stood behind me with a big grin and asked, "Does the mango juice taste good?" I stared at Alan in disbelief, and he was trying hard not to laugh. "Don't be mad. Larissa insisted I played a little joke on you. I didn't actually give you a mango; I just gave you a bottle of mango juice. But I think she's right. The fact that you don't eat mangoes is a real problem. You were really enjoying that juice just now." My face went cold. I lifted my hand and threw the rest of the mango juice in his face, then turned around and walked away. Some things are never a joke. I wouldn't kid around with mangoes or divorce.

They met at a vacation and from there, they fell in love. Their bond was short as fate separated them. But now, they are reunited, not as lovers like before but family. Their love still exists and lust exists in their hearts as well. They wish to have a taste of the forbidden fruit but they are unaware of the doom that lies in wait.

A divine tree that is worshiped by many generations of people in my village grows on the tall mountain located on the village's west. Apparently, the divine tree loves being watered by women's lustful juices. In order to garner the blessings and protection from the divine tree, the village will pick out a woman to serve it every month. Since young maidens are shy and reserved by nature, the juices they secrete aren't enough to satisfy the divine tree. In that case, the village will be plagued by misfortune and disasters. Because of that, there are rumors saying that the divine tree prefers married women instead. All the married women in the village refuse to serve the divine tree. I, on the other hand, yearn to get picked out by the village every day. After all, I'm born to feel pleasure at its height. Unfortunately, my weak husband can never satisfy my urges.

My boyfriend's one true love, Winnie Lynch, lost a wager on the open seas and she was going to be fed to the tiger sharks in the shark tank soon. As the ship's pirate captain watched, my boyfriend, Hank Smith, yanked me up as I was scrubbing the deck and said, "Winnie is sickly and she can't handle the shock. You're a cleaner who works hard labor every day and has great stamina. You should go in there and hold your breath for five minutes for her." Everyone around us burst out laughing. I wiped the soap bubbles from my hands and sighed helplessly. "Both of you thought this through? You really want me to go?" None of them knew that the two leaders of the pirates who were sitting on the main seats, men who were feared across the open seas, were kids I had trained myself a long time ago!

He's the Hero. She's the Sinner. The two opposite who represents the light and chaos fell in love and created destruction. Once upon a time, from a kingdom where mortals are heroes and Gods were villains thy live a great mortal who ruled over the aristocrats and slavery. He was the great hero who fought against the Dragon from the God's divinity and tamed it. He was the Emperor and the one who ate the apple of the sinner tree. She was the sinner, a lady, born from a God and a mortal who has the power to see the truth, lies, memories, and future. They met unintentionally, the hero and the sinner who brought the first war between the Gods and mortals.