Novel & Cerita Forbidden Sibling Romance Books

Forbidden Pleasures Brother-in-Law’s Secret 3 Moving In Emma’s POV It had been six months since my sister Emily’s wedding. Six months since that forbidden, filthy night with her husband Alex in the hotel room. Six months of guilt, shame, and sleepless nights where I touched myself remembering how rough he fucked me, how he spanked me, how he filled me with his cum while calling me his dirty little secret. I tried to forget him. I really did. But life had other plans.

This felt like heaven and why in the hell was I trying to ruin something so sensational? “And why would you say that, Sabrina?” She smacked her tongue and looked at me. I opened my eyes to meet her crazy stare and I felt chills. “Maybe because you are my sister. This is some type of forbidden romance.” What the fuck was I saying? “Oh really, was that what the books called it? I wonder what you will call it after I make you cum with your boobs.”

He knew me too well. Tom was an omega like me, but a fierce fighter. His mate had died a year ago, and I had been the only one who stayed beside him through that darkness. Since then, we had been inseparable — though never in a romantic way. Tom had loved his mate deeply, and he never looked at another woman after losing her. "Everything is fine, I promise," I assured him. He finally nodded, though reluctantly. "I heard your so-called sister mated an alpha," he said carefully.

"As the centuries passed… The races slowly learned to coexist." "Wolves… Witches… Vampires… Seers…" "They forged alliances." "They built cities together." "They lived beneath the same laws." Her voice remained calm, but there was a quiet weight behind every word. "And just as the world changed… So did the Black Wanderers." "They were no longer made up of wolves alone." "There were witches who turned to forbidden magic." "Vampires who delighted in slaughter." "Seers who abandoned wisdom in pursuit of power." "And wolves who chose violence over honor."

I tried to hard to stand up, but my energy doesn't compare to his. He kissed me. Not gentle, not soft. His mouth claimed mine like he'd been starving for years. His tongue slipped past mine, and I tasted coffee and something sharper. Hunger. I kissed him back, my stepbrother. The man who had been cold to me for two years, who never looked at me twice. His hand slid up my thigh to under my dress. His fingers brushed my panties, and I was wet. Achingly wet. “Look at you,” he murmured against my lips. “Saying no with your mouth, but your body says yes.”

Su-bin told his sister. “We don’t have any more beers.” “Then, drink only one. Give me the other one–” Su-min quickly pushed her brother’s hand aside as soon as he was trying to reach out for the other can of beer. “No! This is mine!” “Su-min! How could you not give this to your brother?” Su-bin exclaimed. “Don’t you love me? You said you love me!” “Of course, I love you! But, not today!” I can’t believe I’m witnessing a bittersweet love between two siblings right now. They are like an old couple bickering childishly.

You are a kingdom organized in a pack, just like the witches. Felicia surprised said "Wait! You said that influence only manifests between a wolf and his mate. But I'm not a wolf." "Yes, and that's the second problem, because on top of that, you are natural enemies to each other. It seems we haven't measured the extent of this power." "In other words, Felicia and Nathaniel, you are united by destiny. And this union could bring enormous controversies in the supernatural world." Richard said "What could be the level of severity of this union, Uncle?" Derrick asked

"Stop, Nick. We're at school!" It was thrilling. It was exciting. The story of my Harem was like none other. It was with my beloved stepbrothers, all older than me and so, so handsome. How did we wind up in this fatal situation? Should I ever stop this? I'm his step-sister! "Nick, stop it. Please." "Shut up." Kissing me outrightly, he is hell-bent on snatching my breath away this morning. Nick is the third youngest of us six siblings. While my five brothers are heavy on social media, the people barely know that Framton Johnson has a daughter as well.

IVANA'S POV This was so wrong. Very wrong in all aspects, but why did I want more? Why did I crave for more? Why did I want Ruslan to pin me against the wall and fuck me senselessly? We don't share the same blood, but still, we are siblings by marriage. Me, Ruslan and Lara. We are siblings by marriage, but why do I want my step-brother to fuck me like a whore? Like a slut who after being fucked, would be paid for her service?

His emerald eyes bore into mine, holding me in their grasp, piercing directly into my soul. I flinched gently away from him when I remembered that we were soon going to be step siblings. I slid my fingers into my blond hair, worry imprinted in my features. “Isa-” “Derek.” I cut in, not letting him finish his statement. I walked back to him and held his hands “I think it's best we reject each other. That's the suitable thing to do at a moment like this. We're step siblings and if you keep claiming me as yours, you might get into trouble. Our mate bond won't bring us any good. It will only make our parents separate and you know deep down how they love each other. Just picture the awkward looks