Novel & Cerita Forbidden Love Stories

Then there's the one about star-crossed lovers, two innocent people who love each other deeply but at the end of everything their relationship is still doomed to fail just like Lancelot and Guinevere in King Arthur's mystical tale Round Table, Heathcliff and Catherine from Emily Bronte's Wuthering Heights, and Lyla and Majnun from the classic love story Nizami Ganjavi. Jakob says I have my head in too much fantasy, but I can't help but wonder... I heard car honks from a distance, then I heard the sound of a vehicle driving closer, it was probably my mom, I thought to myself. Right now I was home alone with Topaz, everyone else was basically at the back to school party grinding and making out

the tears in my eyes burned and I couldn't stop it from swelling again. “Our love manifests itself differently, in my case, my love for him doesn’t necessarily mean that I have to pursue him," I took a deep breath. "I have to accept loving him from a distance, because loving him from afar may be the best solution for us,” I told her the truth because there's no reason to conceal it anyway as I believe she's a good person.

I angrily told him. Yeah... Tania was my girlfriend. She was Alex's friend. When I saw her for the first time, I kind of liked her. We would go on dates after I told her my feelings. She was very caring. One thing I kept secret from her. I did not tell her that I am a prince. One dayI decided to propose her. I called her and messaged her but she was neither answering my calls and attending messages. I got worried as this was the first time otherwise in just 2 or 3 rings, she immediately used to pick my calls. I decided to check upon her. I walked out of my hotel and went to her apartment. The door was closed so I used another key to open it. Actually this apartment was gifted by me to her on

And when love is considered as forbidden, the undying passion, the longing, and the pain is so much that it feels like they are stuck, with each other, for forever. Forbidden love is something like that, it feels like they can't be with each other and they can't even be without each other. This seems so easy yet so tough. Well, it's just a matter of moments. It was a matter of moments when their worlds shattered into pieces, and it would be a matter of moments when their worlds will be one again.

Author’s Note: This story does not contain incest. The relationship between the male lead and female lead may appear close due to the "uncle" title, but there is no blood relation between them. The use of "uncle" is symbolic, based on long-standing family friendship. This story focuses on emotional tension, slow-burn romance, and forbidden love—but not between blood relatives. so let's begin (Lara's pov) “Lara, listen to me,” my mom’s voice was gentle but firm as she stood by the door. “You need to promise me something.”

He wanted to leave all of his inheritance to me in case anything bad happened to him. I shut that down. At this point, I did not need his money anymore. One night, he called me. "Yvonne, I… I have much to regret. I should've accepted you to be my girlfriend instead of agreeing to marry Melanie," he said hoarsely. I scoffed. "But I never asked to be your girlfriend, and I never planned on telling you my feelings." Benjamin might have read my diary back then, but I never planned to confess my love to him. I was satisfied with loving him secretly.

For a moment I felt bad for him because right now he was like a child deprived of love, and maybe getting to tail me because of Josh's love for me made him think he was in love with me when he was simply obsessed and couldn't tell which was which. “Because you were deprived of love, so the little you got made you obsessed. What you have for me, Darren, is an obsession that has to go. I will never be yours.” He gazed at me, his eyes moistened with crystals lurking in them. “You won't?” “No,” I answered, not wanting to give him any hope. “I will never be yours. We weren't written by the stars to be together, and it will never happen. I can never find myself loving you, Darren, as all I feel fo

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.

“While we’re filming those love scenes today. Think about my hands instead of the script, think about my mouth on your neck, my fingers sliding under that dress.” Izzy set her bag down, breathing faster. “This is wrong, I’m married. I shouldn’t even be listening to you.” Vic closed the trailer door behind them. “Then tell me to stop. Look me in the eyes and say you don’t want me to touch you.” Izzy met her gaze, lips trembling. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Vic stepped closer, voice soft but commanding. “That’s what I thought. Your body is betraying you, beautiful. Your nipples are hard, I can see them through your dress.”

He never hears from her again. She never stops haunting him. In Positano, Serena lies by an infinity pool that drops into the Tyrrhenian Sea and lets the new lover fuck her on silk sheets that cost more than most people’s houses. She closes her eyes and pretends the hands on her hips are rougher, younger, angrier. She comes silently, teeth sunk into her own wrist so no one hears the wrong name. Some fires don’t go out. They just burn underground forever, white-hot and invisible, consuming everything they touch from the inside.