Examples Of Forbidden Love Novels & Stories

But as the seconds stretched out, I thought about all the years I’d spent saying no to everything—not because I didn’t want to, but because I was scared of messing up, of stepping out of line, of being seen the wrong way. Before I could second-guess myself, I reached out and grabbed his collar, pulling him toward me. This time, when our lips met, I kissed him back. I leaned into him as his hands found my waist. My hand slipped on the hood and accidentally knocked over the glasses. It fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. But we were too consumed to care, as we kissed more intimately. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he picked me up gently, without breaking our connection.

"Well, that is how am crazy about Ryan. Love is crazy and it will let you do crazy, crazy things. Even stupid things." "I know love is capable of doing that to a person, I know love is also capable of making you be like a fool and you end up doing silly things because you love him and you don't want to lose him but love shouldn't make you blind that you didn't see any other guy to date except your brother, love shouldn't make you dumb that you think incest is a normal thing, you don't love foolish you love with sense. Incest is way too far. Do you know what the traditional authorities will do to you two?"

" He snatched the locket afterwards. Alexei moved closer to her till her back hit the wall. He placed his hand on the wall to stop her from going, then used the other to lift her chin. "Don't you dare touch my things or I will kill you. Now, get the fuck out of my room" he barked at her. Kiah moved away to open the door. "Wait! Get over here" He stretched out the locket and asked her to wear it for him. Kiah collected the locket fuming with anger. "Will you wear it or not?" He queried "I will." She sniffed moving closer to him. He is slightly taller than her so she had to stand on her toes to put the locket around his neck.

“We’ve come too far. We… we love each other.” The Queen’s eyes go wide, then she rises to her feet, her gaze slicing into me like a blade. I might as well have spat a curse into the air. “You are forbidden to love,” she says, her voice shaking with fury and disbelief. “You cannot love one another. It is an order.” “Then let me leave,” I blurted out, my chest tight. “Let me go abroad, or anywhere away from here. Let me try to find my real parents, somehow, I will. But I can’t stay here and be forbidden to love Gregory. I…”

I asked, standing akimbo. "No, it's because for some time now, when we mate, we are usually in your house or my house, and we do it hurriedly, so I won't have the mindset of marking you at that instant. I've always considered marking you, my dear, but you are still my mate, and no one can change that." He moved closer to me and placed his right hand on my shoulder. "A mate without a mark from her lover is what…?" I shouted, as angecoursedes through me. "I don't think you love me, Manson. You want to only take advantage of me, that's all."

My hand trembled as I pushed my hair back, forcing myself to hold his dark gaze. “Why do you always have to be this harsh? Is that how you show love? Is that why you married me?” He studied me, unblinking, then said with quiet mockery, “I do not think that was love. Maybe it was attraction. And perhaps it is gone now.” The world felt like it was collapsing with every single word. I fought to keep my voice steady. “You only wanted to ruin my life, did you not? This attraction should have ended long before this moment, not now, not when I am bound to you by marriage.”

We peeked around the corner, we saw Calous graveling before an open door. “Listen to me please. I have to marry her, or our people will die. Do you really think I would choose that disgusting pig over you?” ‘I can’t believe I have to marry that disgusting pig…’ the words echoed in my head. I didn’t hear anymore of their conversation, as I felt a huge sadness wash over me. I looked down at my body. I was extremely heavy, who would love a woman such as me. ‘If you wish for your husband to love you, then lose some weight.’ ‘This was the only way for you to have a husband.’ I turned and started walking away. I was never meant to be loved, a contract was made so I would not be alone… I still didn

For a moment I felt bad for him because right now he was like a child deprived of love, and maybe getting to tail me because of Josh's love for me made him think he was in love with me when he was simply obsessed and couldn't tell which was which. “Because you were deprived of love, so the little you got made you obsessed. What you have for me, Darren, is an obsession that has to go. I will never be yours.” He gazed at me, his eyes moistened with crystals lurking in them. “You won't?” “No,” I answered, not wanting to give him any hope. “I will never be yours. We weren't written by the stars to be together, and it will never happen. I can never find myself loving you, Darren, as all I feel fo

Dahlia I knew I shouldn't be doing this but this was so tempting. Every instinct screamed that this was a line you don’t just cross; you don’t even look over it but Mom had been the one to ask. It was forbidden but funny how I’ve always had a thing for the word called forbidden, but this? This was on a whole different level. I stood by the wood of the staircase, my fingers tracing the smooth railing as I waited for my stepdad to emerge from his room.

Their hearts beat in unison, echoing the forbidden rhythm of a love that dared to challenge the boundaries set by society. As the night unfolded, the echoes of their whispered confessions reverberated within the chamber's stone walls. The clandestine affair between a princess and a gladiator, born out of shared pain and the quest for freedom, painted a tapestry of rebellion against the constraints of their predetermined fates. The torches flickered in silent approval, witnessing a connection that, once ignited, refused to be extinguished by the societal norms that sought to quell its flame.