Novel & Cerita Cousin Incest

The girl said, rounding so sincere, before finally admitting, “I’m actually Eion’s cousin!” I turned to Eion, wondering if she’s telling the truth. “Cousin?” “Yep, I just recently got in touch with Eion. We had been best friends since we were kids when he stayed here in the Philippines until they moved to the US.” She explained, “I’m his cousin on his father’s side if you're curious.” I let that sink in. Eion just nodded. “Yes, I forgot to tell you about it, babe.” “Really? I don’t believe you.” I said. “Incest is common these days.”

Sensing the danger, Jenny could not help roaring, "Zachary, let go of me! What you're doing is...ince... ince..." She couldn't complete the word, but he laughed. "Are you trying to say incest?" With a drawn-out voice, Zachary narrowed his dangerous eyes and stared coldly at the woman beneath him. His surname was Klein, but hers was Stone. In name, they were cousins... However, everyone in the Klein family knew that he was indeed the eldest young master of the Klein family, and Jenny was not a blood relative of the Klein family. Therefore, there was no blood relationship between them.

I still remember the way his eyes darkened with frustration. Then, days later, Leah introduced him as her fiancé. That should have killed the attraction. Instead, it only made it worse. Hotter. More dangerous Ever since, I’ve gone to bed every single night with his image burned into my brain. Wondering how the hell my cousin could pull a man like that. Wondering what it would feel like to be the one on my knees. Wondering why the thought of betraying my cousin made me so fucking wet. And now this.

Dealing with one tyrant under my own roof was already stretching my sanity to its absolute breaking point; encountering another version of my stepbrother in public would completely destroy me. No, no. I didn't want history to repeat itself. I don't do virgins, blondie. No, not another asshole in my life.

As he argued, he shrank closer to my uncle’s leg, as if he had suffered some terrible injustice. “I know you’ve always resented me since I found my real parents and came back to the family. You’re jealous because Uncle treats me well after everything I went through growing up lost. But that doesn’t give you the right to drag my name through the mud just to save yourself!” My uncle, Leonard Hale, looked furious. He slammed his hand on the table so hard that the dishes and silverware rattled.

“You have no idea how long—how many times—I’ve wanted to be like this with you.” After hearing those words—a longing so much like my own—the tears flowed even more freely. All that was missing were sobs, but for some reason, the water ran light, like a sloping river, calm and without so many rocks. I ran my tongue over my lips as he kept wiping away the drops that had already dampened the mattress. I didn’t know if he understood—apparently not—but I knew exactly why I was crying. My tears were for this—for succumbing to him, for being there, committing what I’d already deemed a mistake. Because Maël was my recent ex’s cousin, and no matter how much I wanted to, I couldn’t see this as right.

“Why do you like her if you already know she is our sister? There are so many beautiful women in the world. Why does it have to be her?” “Is it wrong to like her? Is it wrong to like my own sister?” Wesley replied with a question of his own. “It is not wrong for you to like your own sister, but you cannot favor the older sister while ignoring the younger one.” Roxanne glared back at Wesley and said, “Especially if you have fallen in love with your own sister. Incest is the word that comes to mind. Do you know what I am talking about when I say ‘incest’?”

Mike tried to listen, to ease his consciousness. “why not” Jennifer ask “ you can't tell me that this is not an incest, and incest is against the law.” “This is not incest. Yes, we may be step siblings, but that doesn't mean that what we are doing is incest. We have different father and mother, just that your dad got married to my mom. Even though we cannot get married, but who says we have to? All that matters now is our happiness. The only thing we should do is to keep it as a secret. What is your 10? Everyone, especially our family. We can't have kids, but who wants them?”

Penelope countered. "Lucas is my cousin. Nothing like that will ever happen." Francine retorted in a whisper. Penelope stopped walking, "Gross.." She scrunched up her face. "That sure didn't make me feel better. That's freaking incest." Francine gasped, "No! It's not. In my defense, he is a very very very very verrryyy distant cousin." She explained. "Whatever. You got a man. Let us get this over with and return to San Francisco as soon as possible. Killian has been blowing my phone up." Penelope said.

"Do you even realise what just happened?! Do you know who you are to me?! You are my fucking uncle! This relationship, this whatever it is between us is something that should have never been! This entire thing is just fucked up!" "And why should it have never been?" Russo suddenly questioned and looking into his eyes, there were emotions j couldn't recognise swirling in them. "This isn't fucking incest anyways! We are not blood related and we are too consenting adults, so why the hell should this never have been, Cara?" "Oh heavens, Russo! You know you are still my family! Incest or not, we are family and families don't fuck! Oh my god! This is just stupid!" I palmed my face.