Novel & Cerita Family Taboo Stories

Sister Maria he cold stone floor of my cell is a constant reminder. The rough wool of my habit scratches my skin, a perpetual penance for a sin I haven't even committed yet. Not officially. My parents’ dream, this life of silent devotion, is my beautiful, gilded cage. I see my sisters, Mary and Marie, in my mind’s eye. Their laughter, the swell of their pregnant bellies, the sticky hands of their children clinging to their legs—a life of messy, glorious, chosen chaos. I have only this silence, this ache between my legs that is a hollow, empty chapel all its own.

My name is Priya. I am the youngest in the family, the last born after three brothers. In our traditional household that meant I was always protected, always watched, and never allowed to be alone with any man who wasn’t family. But that rule broke the night my father invited his old friend Uncle Rajesh home for dinner.

Mu Zenin suddenly opened his mouth, "The family emphasizes son preference, after knowing that the belly is a girl hesitant not to want, seven months to do an induced abortion. Ghost village old man often go to small clinics to collect this kind of molded fetus, used to refine small ghosts, urging incantations and burning talismans, yin fire burning corpses, consecutive months only to get a small ghost, Tang Tang is the smartest of them all. You may think that playing mom and dad is a child's game, but Tangtang doesn't think so, she is serious, she has always wanted a pair of parents who like her and won't abandon her. So ...... don't say that kind of thing again." No one likes you. No one wi

I scream out, but he covers my mouth with his and drowns out my scream with his warm tongue as he kisses me. His teeth graze against my bottom lip and I’m moaning into his hot mouth. There’s an urgency as he moves his lips against mine while keeping his free hand around my throat. An urgency and a rush of hunger that I never knew I needed. And then suddenly he pulls his hand from in between my thighs and breaks our kiss abruptly before sitting back on the bed. My heart sinks again. “I can't. Fuck! I shouldn't have. This is Taboo." He hastily stood, running the other hand which held my throat in his hair. “Let's not do this again Leila." His fists clenched as he stared into my eyes with a gla

“However, Didier Sect supported a mortal family last month. That family forcibly slaughtered an innocent family to seize their money and territory. They bullied others with the strength of their powerful position and held the candle for the devil. Are you clear about this matter? “It is the rule of our family, and as the ancient martial arts world’s Creed, to not bully others with our power. Furthermore, you dipped your fingers in the mortal world. Do you know that it’s taboo to do that, Didier?” Didier trembled with fright. He didn’t expect Regis to be well-versed in these matters. “Patriarch, I have no knowledge of this.” Didier still wanted to deny everything. “It must be the act of my di

The universe had to be cackling somewhere. Taboo didn’t even begin to cover it, this was straight-up forbidden tragedy p**n. I’d be the mafia’s favorite dirty joke forever... the “pure” bride who got railed and knocked up by her father-in-law before she even kissed the groom. Hilarious in the worst way. Sad as hell. I wanted to scream, laugh, disappear all at once. I scrambled back on the cold floor, heart hammering, “No… stay back…” He moved closer anyway, and squatted beside me again, inhaling deep against my belly, like he was claiming territory. His face hardened further, certainty carving into stone.

When that was said, all eyes turned to look at the female leader with wrinkles on her face wondering which tiger’s gall bladder she had eaten to bring up such a matter but the old lady didn’t seem to care about the stares. The man sitting next to her, held her hand as he echoed with her. “You all have seen what has been going on around lately. You aren’t fools!” When the male elder said that, all the elders were silenced, lost in thoughts. That family had been a great taboo in the pack and no one spoke a single word about them and yet after listening to the married elders, the other elders couldn’t help but be thoughtful. Has it really reached the stage of that? While lost in thoughts, one o

"Any juicy stories to share?" "I mean, not any that are that cool to share," she said, looking down, her fingers twisting in her lap. "Oh, come on, I mean, one-night stands, secret hookups, there's always something unique. I'm sure you have a ton of stories tucked away." "I don't like to kiss and tell. It's not my thing," she replied primly, turning her head, but her body betrayed her. "Kiss and tell?" He chuckled. "Who are you, some Victorian lady? I like privacy too, but come on, loosen up."

Uncle Dean laughed as he hugged his wife from behind. "Dad.... There's an ocean." I hissed as I turned my back to him. At Mama Kea's house, Papa and Uncle Dean would casually investigate me. Even though they said they had nothing to do with Rena, they insisted on talking about the dirty talk about pee and sex aids that were caught. How annoying. Karin also added to the problem by showing me the video of me with Rena that time, because I didn't go out with her. Rena walked away toward the glass wall with Samudra. Their absurd conversation seemed more interesting than being in the middle of parents talking about taboo subjects.

I buried my face against his shoulder as pleasure crested sharp and overwhelming. He followed with a low, steady groan, holding me firmly through it. Afterward, we didn’t rush apart. He stayed. Tracing idle patterns along my back. “You’re thinking,” he said. “I am.” “Regretting?” “No.” I turned my head to look at him. “That’s the inconvenient part.” He smiled slightly. “I told you. Not casual.” Here’s the truth: It wasn’t taboo in the scandalous sense. It was taboo because it was intentional.