Best Forbidden Romance Novels Novels & Stories

“Fuck.” Rachel stared at her phone in the hotel room. Another lonely business trip, another boring night. The steamy romance novel she’d bought at the airport wasn’t helping the growing ache between her legs. It had been weeks since her breakup, and she was horny. She decided to head down to the hotel bar. Slipping into a cocktail dress and heels, she felt good as heads turned when she walked in. She ordered a glass of wine and soon a well-dressed man named Grant slid onto the stool beside her.

The truth hung between them like smoke. He should have said ‘yes.’ Or better still, he should have stood, stepped away, closed the doors, locked his heart. Instead, he found himself asking quietly: “Do you want to?” Silence. Then she shook her head. “No.” He had never been so close to sin. It wasn’t lust alone, it was tenderness, longing, a hunger that felt almost holy. The forbidden kind of fervor that saints wrote about in secret diaries and burned before anyone could read.

“I know, but I promise to make it up to you with hard work. Criminal law is my passion.” Sebastian grins, shaking his head. “You’re not listening to him, love.” “Huh?” “He said it’s a bad idea.” “Yeah…I know.” Christian stands and smiles down at me, his features becoming hard with the motion. “What you don’t know is that I love bad ideas.” “Does that mean you’re taking me in?” I’m waiting for a nod or a yes to do my happy dance, but Christian goes quiet, and the atmosphere changes from light and playful to completely suffocating.

"You like mysteries?" "Sometimes." "Better than romance novels?" My face heated. Had he seen me looking at that shelf? Had he been watching? "Much better," I said firmly. "Romance novels are... unrealistic." Something flickered in his eyes. Amusement maybe. "Are they?" "Yes. All that instant attraction and forbidden desire and enemies becoming lovers. It doesn't work like that in real life." "Doesn't it?" The way he said it—the slight emphasis, the look in his eyes—made my stomach flip.

A month had flown by in a haze of forbidden passion, with Adam and Nova stealing every possible moment to fuck like animals in heat, always careful to hide their illicit affair from Asli. Adam had claimed the young woman's body as his own personal playground. He pounded into her almost daily, whenever the opportunity arose, the risk of getting caught only fueling their lust. But Adam was deliberate in his recklessness, he never once slipped on a condom or allowed Nova to pop a single birth control pill.

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Lena grabbed my throat with one hand and my tit with the other, pinching my nipple hard as she pounded me. “This pussy belongs to me now,” she snarled, thrusting even harder. “Every time you see me at family dinners, you’re going to remember how I ruined this tight little cunt.” I was losing my mind. The dirty talk, the bondage, the forbidden thrill of fucking Maya’s sister — it was all too much. Lena suddenly pulled out, leaving me empty and whining. She climbed onto the bench, straddling my face. “Eat my pussy first,” she demanded, lowering her soaked cunt onto my mouth.

Nana Spending nights thinking about a masseur you met just once was a bad habit. But when have I ever said I had a good habit? I had always dreamt of being touched every day by different men. I didn't like being touched twice by the same man, variety was the only thing that kept me interested— so I tended to book different masseurs every single time I went for a massage. But Conan's hands felt so good, they were an addiction I didn't want to break. For the first time, I wanted only one pair of hands on me.

My heart sank as I clicked the first one, from Dahlia to some unknown address: "The Zeen wolf is here. Are you her blood will fuel the ritual perfectly? Once she is sacrificed, will I become Alpha immediately?" "Holy shit," I breathed, anger surging hot through me. How dare she talk about me like some fucking ingredient? Fear gripped me tighter. That bitch talked about me like I was nothing but a resource. Kelly scrolled down. "Look at this one: 'The black magic circle is ready. We need the blood by full moon. Do whatever you can to get it.'" Becca leaned in, her voice was a terrified whisper. "This is bad, this is black magic. It is forbidden for a reason. If they succeed, there will be con

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. The Forbidden Love Series will be slightly different from the ones I've written so far. The stories in this series are not connected to each other. They are each stand-alone stories, and all of them feature forbidden love. A Short Synopsis: Twenty-four-year-old Serenity Parker had always been in love with her older brother's best friend, Alexander Dawson who was two years older than her. Soon she found out that he was too interested in his underground fight clubs and