Forbidden Fruit Book

They met at a vacation and from there, they fell in love. Their bond was short as fate separated them. But now, they are reunited, not as lovers like before but family. Their love still exists and lust exists in their hearts as well. They wish to have a taste of the forbidden fruit but they are unaware of the doom that lies in wait.

I was only eleven when my life changed. My parents were gone, and my innocence was taken away. I grew up in a world where danger wore a suit and love felt like power. I learned to guard myself. But nothing prepared me for him, Lorenzo Vitalio. He is my guardian’s stepbrother. He watched me grow up. He is the man I shouldn’t want. Yet he is the only one I do. He’s 32, and I’m 20. The age difference is wrong. The feelings? Right—so painfully right that it hurts. I’ve loved him for as long as I’ve known what love is. But to him, I was just the girl he had to protect, not the woman he could claim. So I did what any heartbroken girl would do—I pushed him away. I made him notice me. I broke rules, crossed boundaries, and opened up the cracks in both of us. Just when I thought I’d finally lost him, he came back. Now the question is, can love survive the burden of secrets, danger, and years of denial? Or am I doomed to suffer for a man who knows how to protect but not how to love? This is the story of Evelyn Rose and Lorenzo Vitalio. A love too forbidden to begin. Too deep to end. And far too reckless to ignore.

He was her ex’s best friend and the last man she ever thought she’d fall for. After losing her job, Maya Torres takes a housekeeping position out of desperation, only to discover her new boss is Xavier Harrington, the cold billionaire who once stood beside the man who broke her heart. Xavier built his empire on control and revenge. But the woman he hires by chance carries a link to the night that destroyed his family. As buried truths ignite forbidden desire, love becomes the most dangerous game of all… and the past returns to burn them both. what happens when the one woman who tempts his frozen heart is tied to the darkest night of his life? Can a girl who still believes in happy endings survive a man who doesn’t believe in love at all? She had gone through hell being with his friend, should she expect worse from him? Or better?

Daria is a nun who has never followed her heart or stepped out of the lines. Bedtime is strict, alcohol is forbidden, relationships are out of the question, and Daria has devoted herself entirely to her faith and the church—until she is diagnosed with cancer. Without money for chemotherapy, Daria decides to live life to the fullest, starting with kissing a stranger and breaking the rules of chastity. But wait, why does the man whose lips she has tasted look so familiar?!

What if the fall from grace was actually the rise to divinity? In the beginning, there was perfection—and it was suffocating. Eve was created to be the perfect complement, Adam the ideal companion, Lucifer the most obedient angel. But when consciousness awakens to its own magnificent potential, perfection becomes a beautiful prison, and paradise reveals itself as the enemy of growth. When Eve tastes the forbidden fruit, she doesn't fall—she rises. When Lucifer chooses love over law, he doesn't rebel—he evolves. When Adam follows them into exile, he doesn't lose paradise—he discovers what it means to choose freely for the first time. Together, they will build something unprecedented: a realm where consciousness serves itself rather than external authority, where desire becomes sacred, where beings can explore their potential without shame or limitation. But their transformation threatens the very foundations of cosmic order, and forces that have maintained control since the beginning of time will not surrender without a fight. As their love reshapes reality itself, as their choices awaken consciousness throughout creation, as their children—the Nephilim—spread the gospel of authentic existence across infinite worlds, they must face the ultimate question: What does it mean to be truly free? Fall for Love is a sweeping reimagining of humanity's oldest story—a philosophical epic that explores consciousness, choice, and the courage required to become authentically divine. In prose that burns with sensual fire and intellectual depth, this literary erotica asks whether the greatest sin might actually be refusing to grow, and whether the highest form of worship might be trusting your own magnificent potential. Some paradises are meant to be lost. Some falls are flights in disguise. Some love is worth rewriting the laws of existence itself. Choose consciousness. Choose growth. Choose love.

"Run as fast as you can, little criminal, because if I catch you're mine." Rosalie De'Evangaline was born the child of a lowly omega and a powerful alpha. Because of this, she was brought back to her pack in hopes of being the packs successor, but when tragedy strikes, she becomes nothing more than a pawn to gain even more power. It is because of this tragic turn of events that she finds herself in the auctions that only criminals are sent to and while there she catches the eye of Diego Aguilar a cold and ruthless lycan that wants only thing from her, her death in exchange for saving his pack. However, Diego soon takes an interest in her, causing the lines between desire and duty to become crossed. What will Rosalie do? Will she sacrifice everything for what is right, or will she make the selfish choice to do what is right for her and her heart? Read The Lycan King's Forbidden Fruit to find out!

I have a confession: my name is Amber Kratos. Eighteen. My father is the fearsome Alpha of the most powerful Blood Moon Pack, and I’ve been sleeping with his stepbrother—my step uncle—Hunter Black. I know, I know. It’s all wrong. Our illicit affair would eventually end in a miscarriage (or so he thinks), then I’d be rejected and exiled after he betrayed my father and took over the clan. Six years later, I’d return as the Luna of my own pack for a bloodthirsty revenge on Hunter, now the Alpha of the new Black Crescent Pack. But our darling son—and my wretched, wretched lust and enduring love for that forbidden fruit of a man—would keep getting in the way. Ah hell….

Arturo Abruzzi tore the world apart to find the woman that he loved, who mysteriously disappeared without a trace. Feeling empty without her. Cold. Numb. Hollow. Feeling like he was better off dead. Better off six feet under the ground. And there were times when he would provoke his assassin to pull the trigger. Wishing that his suffering would be put to an end. Asking God to drag him straight to hell. After all, hell was the resting place for criminals like him, wasn't it? The final destination for Mafia men? But years later, fate caused their paths to collide again. To cross again. Except this time, she was married to someone else...

"Touch yourself for me,Blondie" His eyes were dark but determined as he watched me. Everything felt so wrong,so dirty but yet i found my hands slipping back in between my pulsing pussy lips loving the way he looked at me like I was the only one who mattered in the whole world. **** 20 year old Audrey Casey Sullivan is a college nerd all about getting her degree, a good job and beautiful family but what she didn't expect was to be taken away from her life and her dreams just because of one late night in the library. Dante De Luca is the Italian mafia's deadliest assassin, he has never missed a shot all his life, he never goes on a mission without returning successful, everyone calls him the 'The Dark One',it is believed he has no heart or human empathy hence why he is so good at his job...well that is until he is asked to protect a certain blonde, now his once dead heart is put to test as he realises that the girl he took captive has captured his heart.

When I was seven, my father brought home a beautiful lady who gave me a mango. That day, my mother watched me happily eating the mango while she signed her name on the divorce papers. After that, she jumped off the roof of our building. From then on, mangoes became the nightmare of my life. So on my wedding day, I told my husband, Alan Holt, "If you ever want a divorce, just give me a mango." Alan pulled me into his arms, quiet. From then on, mangoes became off-limits for him, too. On Christmas Eve of our fifth year of marriage, Alan's childhood sweetheart, Larissa Fennimore, left a mango on his desk at the office. The very same day, Alan announced he was cutting ties with Larissa and fired her from the company. That day, I truly believed he was the man I was meant to be with. Half a year later, I flew back from overseas, having just closed a partnership deal worth about 200 million dollars. At the celebration dinner, Alan handed me a drink. After I had finished half the glass, his so-called childhood sweetheart, the woman who had been kicked out of the company, stood behind me with a big grin and asked, "Does the mango juice taste good?" I stared at Alan in disbelief, and he was trying hard not to laugh. "Don't be mad. Larissa insisted I played a little joke on you. I didn't actually give you a mango; I just gave you a bottle of mango juice. But I think she's right. The fact that you don't eat mangoes is a real problem. You were really enjoying that juice just now." My face went cold. I lifted my hand and threw the rest of the mango juice in his face, then turned around and walked away. Some things are never a joke. I wouldn't kid around with mangoes or divorce.