Forbidden Romance Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Why, Liam, why is it too hard to understand? To ensure that our Pack is united and great, it has been passed down that we can only mate with our kind. But you have chosen to desecrate with that abomination you call a mate. A werewolf is an enemy and an anomaly that cannot be. With her, we can never be free, And your life's outcome will be something none of us will foresee because of how evil and how cunning they are. With her, be sure of a future where the danger lies, a future filled with sorrowful cries. But despite all I have said, you chose to ignore the pack's cries and chose to let your love rise. I have not started yet, I'm afraid that you might be dead when I'm done with you."

Sebastian felt his blood boil seeing the scars on her back, though they were almost gone, it still infuriated him that she had to go through a lot, Adia has suffered too much, not that she deserves it, and the fact that this was only the beginning of everything, once her pregnancy get due, another round of suffering will beginning and she just has a few more months left. Her white skin which was once spotless, is now filled with little cuts, running his hands slowly through the almost spotless marks, he tried so hard to control himself, so he'll not damn her here and now, she looks so tempting, thankfully he has a high resistance built around him, he can manage this. Adia too was trying so h

His arm tightened around my waist, pulling me even closer, as if to physically brand me as his. I tried to speak, to ask, to understand, but the words caught in my throat. His confession, his possessiveness, it was overwhelming. It was everything I had secretly craved, twisted into something far more terrifying than I had ever imagined. He wasn't just my forbidden fantasy; he was my captor, in a way I hadn't foreseen. "Gabriel..." I managed, my voice a weak whisper.

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction intended for adult audiences. It explores themes of religious taboo, power dynamics, and forbidden romance. It is not intended to reflect real-world religious practices or figures. All characters involved in romantic or sexual situations are consenting adults. ✴️✴️ The wooden pew was digging into Sienna's back. Saint Jude's smelled like wax and cold stone and something old she couldn't name. She hated this place. She hated the silence that wasn't actually silence, just fifty people breathing and pretending to be holy.

“It is me that I hate.” He frowned before trying to hold me close to him. “Are you saying that you hate yourself for kissing me?” “That kiss was a mistake and I regret–” “How could you say that to me when we both know what you’re saying right now is the opposite of what you really felt at that time?” He suddenly cut me off from speaking. “That’s not true.” I tried to push him away from me. “We both know what happened is wrong!” He suddenly pulled me towards him and embraced me tightly with his hand slowly caressing the back of my head. “I love you, Isla…”

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He pulled me in for a hug. I did not spend the rest of the party obsessing over the fact that Liam and Alex were leaving. What I did was enjoyed myself and dance so freely that even the kids were embarrassed by me. Forbidden means that you can not have something or someone. And historically and by Beacon's values, I could not have a couple of things; like an omega having a good and successful life, and a she-wolf falling in love and getting married to a demon. But I made that sh*t happen. I did that. Lara Zane Meyer did that!

He wrapped his arms gently around my waist and we kissed I pulled my face away with a light laugh, and we both chuckled. “Shall we, my lady?” He opened the car door with a little bow, and I smiled as I stepped in. We drove quietly, music drifting softly from the car speakers. When we arrived, I gasped. I thought it was just a simple dinner date. I didn’t know Leo had other plans. He had booked and decorated a cozy resort—a quiet place wrapped in fairy lights, rose petals scattered across the ground, with soft music. Lanterns flickered in gold, outlining a dinner table set for two under a delicate white canopy.

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“Right. I am your pretend girlfriend.” “Which reminds me.” He pulled out a document and slid it across the desk. “Sign it.” I took it and scanned through. The contract. The first clause stood out immediately. No falling in love. “Do I get to make my own rules?” I asked, stepping closer. He looked up. “What rules?” “You do not get to touch me for the six months.” A quiet hiss left him. “Not possible.” I signed the document anyway and placed it back on his desk.