Forbidden Heat Novels & Stories

The tears I hold back falls without control as I let out another scream. He hovers around me like a fly, “This is very rare, Minerva. Females don’t experience heat anymore, not since the 16th century. If you are going through heat, that means that he can feel it too and so does every male in this prison.” I grunt and squeeze my eyes shut with a whimper, “You have to go, Greyson. It will affect you too.” Burnt flesh fills the air as rattles come from within the prison, “Greyson go.”

"Once every few months, during the full moon, the shield weakens, and we can cross into the forbidden territory." "The forbidden territory?" "Yes, it’s the only place we can access. We’ve tried other areas, but they’re impenetrable," Hunter explained. Viviane fell silent, processing his words. If the full moon weakened the shield, she could enter the forbidden territory unnoticed. "The forbidden territory is risky due to the poisonous plants and shadow creatures that may appear, but it’s our only way in," Hunter said. "However, the window of opportunity is brief. You must exit before the full moon phase ends, or Brandon will detect you."

I said and I sighed. "Did you encounter anyone who tried to use the pills on you again?" He asked alarmed. "No. I was just asking." I said rubbing my eyes. "I also wanted to ask.." I hesitated. "You can ask away, and I'll try to give you my honest answer." "Is it possible for a forsaken to go through heat?" I asked and he went silent for a while. He usually answers immediately but it felt like he was contemplating his response. "Actually, there have been an exception." he said finally and my eyes widened.

Not to me. I couldn’t stand the thought that Aiden might regret it. That he would dismiss the heat between us as nothing but a fleeting, reckless moment. No, I wouldn’t let him see this as a mistake. It wasn’t a mistake; it was inevitable. He belongs to me. I have waited long enough, biding my time, playing the innocent niece. I paced around my room, my body still trembling from what had happened. I was tired of waiting, tired of being the one longing for something deep.

The realization struck with a painful force – I was the only one who loved him, and he, it seemed, cared less for me. The forbidden nature of my relationship, bound by the title of stepsiblings, added a layer of complexity that I had long tried to suppress. The societal norms and moral constraints that labeled our love as taboo cast a long shadow over their every interaction. A forbidden love, one that demanded secrecy, had unwittingly sown the seeds of discord within our hearts.

' 'I'll admit you could have chosen not to sleep with her, but you knew what would happen to her if you had chosen not to. Yes, I knew. Unlike a natural heat, which only occurred under specific conditions despite what people liked to imply about them, a false heat couldn't pass with time. It needed to be dealt with right away, or else the victim would suffer from dangerous side effects like death. The substances used to invoke false heats were banned in Datumia, but expecting them to simply disappear was unrealistic. The black market existed. Not to mention, he had no control over their use outside the country. It might even be legal in places like Prerana.

The command. She swallowed and sat up straighter. “I think Steinbeck’s talking about repression, not discipline.” A murmur of interest stirred in the classroom. Lucien’s eyebrow arched—subtle, pleased. “Go on,” he said, and now his voice was lower. Isabella was already warm under her sweater. “Repression is pretending the desire doesn’t exist. Discipline is knowing exactly what you want and still choosing not to touch it.” Lucien paused. Held her gaze. His jaw shifted—his only tell. It was so slight, but she saw it. She felt it.

I could almost imagine her adding a mental note of her own. “Heat for Fae is extremely intense. We have some of the most intense heats out of all the different supernatural species because our light is involved as well. It’s a soul connection. Mind, body, and soul combining to create a symphony of ecstasy. The first heat begins one to two weeks after sharing our light. The enchantment that I have for birth control also pushes the heat off until two full moons from the time of sharing our light.” Fuck. The image that she painted had me going from soft to hard as a fucking diamond in an instant. Part of me could not fucking wait to experience that type of connection. It had been pure fucking b

He orders and I settle on one of the chairs before him. He says nothing, slowly sipping from his cup of hot chocolate. He had always loved hot chocolate, he still does. He’d choose hot chocolate over his family any day. “You’re a fool. Do you know that?” Ouch that stings. Where’s that coming from though? “Dad.” He raises his hand mid air to shut me up. “Tell me, where did I find you?” ‘You deposited your sperm into mom, ask yourself or her, don’t ask me.’

Miyamura tries to move towards Sorahiko’s room— Misa tightens her hold on his forearm, keeping him in place. “Do you intend to spend his heat with him?”. Miyamura turns back to look at her, his lilac eyes darkened to a deep magenta due to his anger. “Heat inducers were banned for a reason…”. He runs his hand through his hair in frustration. “The longer he stays without relief, the more pain he is in”. She has to say— whoever the culprit is, they’ve got guts, and a death wish. To use a banned relic from the slave era in an event that celebrates the end of that same era— they must have a truly strong death wish.