Novel & Cerita Books About Incest

All hell broke loose, and when the princess’ body was found, naked, together with another man, it was impossible to cover the whole thing up. How could they, really? I nodded along even if Abigail latched onto me like a mite. Where were you? What were you doing? Well, at least I could sincerely tell her that I wouldn’t do anything improper to Ruthina, wouldn’t even touch her, let alone do something like that. After all, we were relatives, cousins. So what if Uncle allowed cousin marriages? For me, it is still incest, and in our backwater county, people are old-school, and everyone knows that you can’t get good children from such unions!

Kinks: Forced training, toy obsession, voyeurism, power play, punishments, shame kink, obedience, unspoken seduction Tropes: Taboo guardian-ward setup, found-object temptation, accidental discovery, sexual tension in close quarters, gradual corruption Perfect. Buckle in. **** Zoey suitcase rolled against the floors as she entered her uncles house, he hadn’t even come downstairs to greet her yet. She cleared her throat. “Uncle?" She called her voice echoeing.

Jace insisted. I was a little concerned about Jace. He talked about Rose in a suspicious kind of way which made me think that he harbored some deep feelings for that woman. It was not okay. If Rose was just another Silverclaw, I would not have minded since she was a beautiful woman. But the fact was that Rose was our blood from her mother’s side. If Jace harbored any feelings for this woman, that would be unholy. It was incest, which God frowned upon. It might be normal in House Silverclaw, but not in House Star, which was a religious House. We did not allow such things. Besides, in the holy books, it was said that incest resulted in malformed children who were devils.

His strong hard muscles made it squeezed in easily. He would tense up every time, jaw clenched and breathing heavier. But that only made me push harder. Besides it was just him and I in this big house for weeks. And I was tire of pretending--I wanted him to finally touch and fuck me. I know his blood and I think this would be incest but I don't care anymore. I just want to feel him.. .... One evening, while we were sitting on the couch watching a movie, I turned to him with big innocent eyes and asked something totally off- course

Intimate. “Shh.” One finger pressed against my lips. “No more talking unless I tell you to. We wouldn’t want security to hear the prim little library assistant moaning like a whore when they finally check the building.” The crude word sent a shameful thrill straight to my core. I was already wet, embarrassingly so, just from one kiss and the way he was looking at me like he planned to devour me slowly. He stepped back slightly, eyes never leaving mine, and reached for one of the leather-bound books on the nearby table. It was an old edition of The Decameron, Boccaccio’s tales of lust and sin during the plague. One of the restricted volumes he’d borrowed before.

"Mom, dad and uncles figured it out, didn't they?" Luka breaks free of my grip and takes a step away from me. "Okay, that's another level of messed up. Dad slept with dads too, so they don't count, damn it!" I roll my eyes at his rare moment of stupidity. "I never implied I'd fuck either of you; I'm not into incest. I said that mom, dad and uncles are living proof that such relationships exist and work. We just have to wait and see how it all turns out."

This book contains themes of incest and is intended for mature readers only. It is not suitable for all audiences. ⚠️ If you feel uncomfortable with such content or believe it may be triggering for you, please consider skipping these sections or moving on to later chapters. ⚠️ Reader discretion is strongly advised. Mia. I wanted to fuck my father. My real Daddy. Wasn’t that completely sick? Twisted? The kind of forbidden desire that should make me feel disgusted with myself?