Novel & Cerita Forbidden Fantasy Full Story

I dropped my bag immediately, ran off to get his coffee, on my way back I paused a little to catch my breath before knocking on his door, then I heard some conversations, normally I would go back and wait or just knock before entering but I heard something that got my attention. "Okay, so what's it going to be? Now that she's gone, you need a Luna, An alpha can't be left alone," "I Know and that's why I'm trying my best to find that person, it's not been easy on me, after Fiona died, I couldn't bring myself to find another mate, and when I finally do, it's Forbidden, she's the only one I can connect with, I can even read her mind." "But you know no Alpha can be mated to a

"Come closer, Tempesta.” I hesitated, shuffling over to his bedside. He didn't wait for me to get close,he reached out and yanked me down, forcing me to sit on the edge of the mattress beside him. "You're too naive for your own good," he rasped, his grip tightening. "Raf—" I gasped when he fisted my wedding gown, until his calloused palm pressed hard against the bare skin of my inner thigh. "Let's make a deal," he whispered, his fingers hooking into the silk of my panties and dragging them aside, "I'll forget you tried to kill me if you let me touch you again,”

“I read everything you gave us. Even the stuff you said was too dark for the syllabus.” Of course she did. She didn’t come to class to play it safe. She came to be corrupted. I shoved my slacks down just enough to free myself. My cock sprang free—hard, heavy, angry. Her eyes dropped to it, and her lips parted like she wanted it in her mouth before she even touched it. But not yet. No. She wrote a filthy fantasy. She baited me. She knew what she was doing. So I’d make her live it.

I declared, troubled. Forbidden magic is a dangerous level. It involves blood sacrifices and entities from the Forbidden Realm. In my kingdom, the use of forbidden magic is against the law. Even Seraphina herself was not permitted to wield it within our realm, and now, someone was daring to challenge Veridiana’s most sacred laws. This woman—this enchantress—whoever she was, wasn’t just targeting Aria; she was directly defying the crown. My mind began working through the possibilities of what to do next. Who was the person behind these crimes?

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur. My mind flits back to how he found my diary that night. What would have happened if he never found out what was written in it? Would we be exactly as we were in the past, lusting for each other from afar? Not every attraction should be acted on. The next time I fantasize about someone I shouldn’t, I will remember this. _____

We laugh into each other’s mouths after we finish because we’re being way too loud in the middle of the night in a palace. The next time I sneak her in, it’s past midnight. We head straight for the gardens. My father’s back now, but I know a tucked-away spot near the old fountain where the cameras miss by a few feet. We spread a thick blanket on the grass under jasmine that smells heavy and sweet in the dark. Moonlight turns her skin almost silver, and I start with my mouth again—her legs over my shoulders while I lick her open because it gives her pleasure, and that gives me pleasure. My fingers curl inside her pussy, thumb brushing in slow circles on her clit until she comes twice, biting

“Then we stop pretending. I’m in love with you, Elena. Not some childish crush—this is real. I want you. All of you. Leave him.” Her heart stopped. “Alex… he’s your father. This would destroy everything.” “He destroyed it the day he neglected you and treated you like property,” Alex said darkly. “You’re mine now. I’ll take care of you. We can disappear—another island, another country. I have my own money from my trust fund. We don’t need him.” Elena stared into his eyes, seeing the raw obsession and love there. The anthropology of their situation hit her hard—how society condemned this exact taboo, yet how natural and powerful their connection felt. The forbidden had become everything.

Electricity surged through me as we shattered together. His hot semen filled my womb. “Don’t you dare keep these holes from me, Belle. I don’t care where you live—I’ll hunt you down whenever I want to fuck you.” As insane as it sounded, I nodded. He chuckled. And somewhere between shame and satisfaction, I realized something terrifying, some fantasies aren’t meant to stay locked in your head. Mine had finally been lived, every filthy corner explored, every forbidden craving fulfilled. And instead of regret, all I felt was completeness. Like something inside me had finally clicked into place.

I bodly stated with an unknown temerity coursing through me. I deserved to know the reason. He chuckled darkly and took some steps forward. The more he came towards me, the more I moved back until I had hit my back against the door of his room. I was totally caged. He gave me a mischievous smirk and placed his two hands by the door on both sides of my body, totally restricting my movement and locking me in. "You are too curious Crystal. Curiosity kills the cat"He whispered huskily as he leaned down towards me.