Forbidden Goodreads Novels & Stories

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Isis questioned. "Never." Alex responded cautiously then instantly replied, "but there has never been a guy you like that much. There are exceptions to every rule." Alex commented. Isis turned her attention to the passing landmarks through the window. "Yeah well, when I find the exception I will let you know," Isis responded dejectedly. Inwardly she had come to terms that love was not something she believed in, not the kind she wanted anyway. She blamed it on the romance novels and her mother's storytelling. She wanted something she knew didn't exist and she would never be content with anything less.

I threw my bag on the ground, falling to my bed as exhaustion filled me. Not just exhaustion from school…but the incoming one of having to speak with Caden about the project. He hadn't said a word since we were paired as partners, and I already knew he was going to make this harder than I imagined. I opened my book; the topic coming into view made my stomach twist a little. “Forbidden love in literature: Why Readers enjoy Impossible Love Stories. Shit. Of all topics, it just had to be this. I stared at the page for a long time, before opening my laptop, creating a blank document and began typing

“I’d like us to turn to 1 John chapter 2 verses 15 to 16. Sister Grace, would you do us the honour of reading it aloud?” Me? My stomach dropped. I was in no way shy, and I read scriptures often, but it felt so wrong for me to read while my pussy was wet. I grabbed my bible and flipped through the pages with ease, “Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, love for the Father is not in them. For everything in the world, the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, comes not from the Father, but from the world.”

She added. And then she look at him. “You don’t know who he is?” she slowly asked and i shake my head. “Newspaper, news, you don’t read it” She pushed. “Well, it best you not knowing and he actually asked for a second meeting” She added. “You are going to be rich, just don’t fall in love, remember, you are not allow emotional attachment” She says, giving me a pill. “Attachment” I whispered. “How do I not love someone who makes my whole body feel incredible, who know how to subdue it” I asked myself. I got home and all I could think about was his touch, my body slams the bed and I scream into my pillow.

"Tell me who my mother is, Adrian... or make me forget I ever asked." Adrian's restraint shattered completely. With a dark, possessive groan, his mouth claimed hers with a fierce, punishing hunger, drowning out the darkness, the lingering threats, and the web of lies in an all-consuming fire neither of them could control.

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

He walked away without looking back. But this time, I did not feel dismissed. I felt chosen. And that frightened me more than anything else. Because the silence between us was no longer empty. It was full of things we were trying not to say. And in a palace built on power and perception— Unspoken things are the most explosive of all.

The moment he offered me his room, I knew I would be fucking doomed. He is so hot, sexy, and manly that every girl would wish him to be their man. But this attraction is forbidden, especially since I am so sure it’s not just a crush. It is more than it, more than what a normal college girl would feel for her best friend’s father. He is my best friend’s father, as I said, and he is already married. I should bury deep in my mind all the lustful thoughts I have.

"We can't afford to replace expensive items because of your clumsiness." I kept my head down and nodded silently. People like Vera always found reasons to criticize everything I did. Maybe it was because I was an orphan with no family to defend me. Or maybe because of the strange silver birthmark on my shoulder that I kept carefully hidden under my clothes. It looked like a crescent moon caught in thorny vines, and the old pack shaman had once told me it meant I was "touched by unusual magic." Whatever the reason, I'd learned long ago to stay quiet and avoid drawing attention to myself.