Forbidden Short Novels & Stories

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I couldn’t apprehend if I was mistaken, but his pitch somehow made it sound like a warning he imposed on me when he spoke. “You must never forget one of the biggest rules of the Bordwell Campus, Ethan. Homosexual relationships are forbidden here. If you’re caught, you’ll be expelled permanently without a chance to ever take admission again. Though you don’t have any reason to worry, I thought to remind you of this important rule here.”

She noticed me and excused herself then sat next to me. “Why are you here? Aren’t you enjoying yourself out there?” She asked with a raised eyebrow and a concerned look. “I am,” I answered. “But there was this guy who was touching me in ways I didn’t like. He’s a fucking pervert.” “You can’t call him that. He doesn’t know you’re still...underage in some countries.” She winced at her choice of words and I glared at her.

I pulled closer. "What question?" He responded.. "It's nothing serious but it's about a friend, she was adopted by a good family but she finds herself in love with her foster brother,are they doing something wrong?"... I wanted to know the views from dad's perspective, maybe he might not think of it as an abomination but something that happens , and it's called love... "Nina, for me, as long as they're not related, they're meant to be together,". He kissed me on my forehead and smiled..

"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."

but, how could she leave her granny alone. the doctors confident in their expertise, told her that she could not be better. and she just wants to have her last days with her. It would kill her not to be present in her last days on earth. Secondly, how sure are they that Nat would not be aggressive towards her? or sense that she isn't her dead girlfriend. Also, she can't have sex with someone just because she needs money. There is something about her boss Adam Stark, that gives her shivers good or bad she can't place a hold on it.

Everyone was sharing old pictures from high school, asking who else they might see at the reunion, sharing gossip about others, and so on. The other half of the texts that Connor was receiving were in a separate chat group, mostly between all the guys. The reason this chat group was separate was because they didn't want their female friends in the main group to read what they were talking about. Connor was OK with this because, according to his sister, the women had their own side chat group as well. As far as Connor knew, both sides had their own chat groups going about the reunion, and possibly other groups were going that other people didn't know about as well.

“Fix me? There is nothing wrong with me. If I have my suppressants, then—” “What if you don’t have access to them for a long time. What would happen to our precious little omega?” He bit out sarcastically, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. “What?” I folded my hands in my thighs, giving it extra thought. That was a possibility that had never crossed my mind. Despite taking the supplements, the urge had still been too strong. And today, it was worse than before. Still… “I can’t do it. I’m sorry.”

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His fingers found her folds—slick, swollen, pulsing with heat—and traced them with maddening gentleness. "P-please… mhff… fuckk," Lyra whimpered, her hips bucking against his hand, seeking friction he refused to provide. "Quiet,” his free hand found her throat, squeezing just enough to remind her of his control. "You speak only when addressed. You cum only when permitted. This is Soren's law." His fingers began to move — circling her clit with devastating precision, avoiding direct contact, building pressure that made her vision spot even behind the blindfold. She was panting, gasping, her body climbing toward release with terrifying speed.