Novel Web & Cerita Optimism Forbidden Love Steamy

I married the perfect husband. Gentle. Kind. Reliable. But completely unable to satisfy me. For five years I told myself it was enough… until the day I discovered he and my best friend had been betraying me all along. Their son even called him Daddy. Broken and furious, I turned to the only other person destroyed by their lies — my best friend’s husband, Tristan. Quiet. Controlled. A man I barely knew. What started as a cold, physical arrangement for revenge quickly became something I couldn’t control. He’s the first man who has ever made me feel truly wanted, and the more I try to stop, the harder it becomes to stay away. The risk grows higher every time. The lies stack up. And still, I keep going back. Then the pregnancy test turns positive. Now I have no idea who the father is.

At the moment, my dick was gracefully ready start working with her pussy, she felt a little be shy, but when I rubbed onto her and dipped two fingers in it, my shyness was replaced with intense pleasure, fuck it felt too good to ignore. “Ahhh,” she moaned, as i slipped the third finger into her pussy. “I will ensure you come for me six times before calling it a day,” I said, huskily. came to my front, while he kept fingering her pussy, mercilessly. I forcefully pushed my hard cock into her mouth, till it touched the back of my throat. “Suck it,” i instructed and without thinking, she started sucking my cock, while I fingered from behind. The pleasure was intense, her legs began to shake, and she couldn't suck any further, she just wanted to moan, but my cock prevented her. When i noticed she couldn't suck my cock any further, I started fucking her mouth, while my fingers fucked her asshole. “You have a fucking nice ass, and I would enjoy fucking it,” I grunted, pressing his fingers in my pussy. Soon, she was coming all over the place, and my eyes had already rolled back, but that didn't make me stop fingering or mouth fucking me. I fucked her mouth till my come fills them. “Drink it,” I instructed and in one swallow my cum was down her throat and to be honest…. She want more? As she shakes with pleasure, her moan turns deep, and she whispers, “She wants more”—a need that will break everything apart. will this forbidden ecstasy unravel their secrets or seal their fate?

He woke up with no memory, no name, no past… only a system in his mind telling him his fate: conquer the hearts of eight men… or lose everything. Naïve, silly, and utterly unprepared, Finn had no choice but to obey. Each man was more than a challenge... they were his past lovers, the very ones he had betrayed and abandoned, and now, he had to win their hearts again. There was Niam, wild, reckless, and infuriatingly irresistible—the first to challenge Finn, and the one who taught him that love could sting as sharply as it could thrill. Then Franklin, the perfect golden prince, hiding a playboy heart behind a flawless smile. Lucian, the older, calm, untouchable stepfather figure. Ethan, the cold professor, untouchable and strict. Aiden, the brilliant scientist. Lucas, the cunning actor, schemer, and manipulator…. Mason, the isolated genius doctor, haunted by solitude, whose heart melted for a patient unafraid to cry, play, and demand love on his terms. And finally, Theo, the dying tycoon, preparing to leave the world, only to find a reason to fight for life, desire, and passion… in the arms of the boy who promised him love in return. Bound to these eight men, Finn had to navigate lust, desire, heartbreak, and the pain of past betrayals. Every touch, every glance, every kiss was both a weapon and a lifeline. Could he win back the hearts he once broke, or would he lose himself—and them—forever? From system-driven missions to torrid nights of passion, from angst to redemption, Finn’s journey is one of love, loss, and a harem that refuses to forgive—or let go. One thing was certain: to survive, to regain his life, and maybe even happiness… he would have to conquer not just their hearts but his own.

In Calder City, no one falls in love before twenty-one. That's the law. Not written in cruelty — written in *wisdom*, the Matchers say. Grow first. Learn who you are. Trust the Institution to find who you're meant to become, and on your twenty-first birthday, they'll hand you a name and a lifetime, ninety-four percent guaranteed. Wren Callahan has already broken the rule. She broke it at fifteen, the day Theo Ferrow made her laugh so hard she forgot to be careful. She's been breaking it every stolen night since — on a rooftop no Matcher knows about, behind a door that doesn't lock, whispering two words that have become the only vow that matters to either of them: *always you.* Then a lantern finds them where it shouldn't. Now Wren has three years before her Assessment — three years to bury the truth so deep no Matcher's hands can find it, three years to keep loving a boy the whole city has decided she isn't allowed to want. One mistake, and they're both cast out to become the next whispered warning told to seven-year-olds at Rites. So Wren does the one thing no one expects. She applies to become a Matcher herself — to learn the Institution's every rule, every ledger, every crack in two hundred years of "perfect" compatibility — so that when her name is called in the Hall, it isn't a stranger's hand that decides her fate. It's hers. Because Wren isn't waiting to find out who they think she belongs with. She already knows. And she's not letting a ledger tell her otherwise — not without a fight, not without breaking every rule this city has left. Always him. Always has been.

I know I shouldn’t want him. Or them. There’s my best friend’s father, whose low, velvety voice makes my pulse stutter whenever he speaks. My stepbrother, whose accidental touches make my skin burn with unspoken tension. And my sister’s mate, whose cold, lingering gaze betrays a hunger I shouldn’t see. Every glance, every brush of skin, drags me deeper into temptation. Every heartbeat reminds me that wanting them is dangerous, forbidden… and maybe reckless. I’m caught between loyalty, morality, and desire, and every moment I give in only makes the fire stronger. Some lines aren’t meant to be crossed. Some fires are impossible to resist. And I’m learning the hard way… forbidden has never felt this good.