La Fruta Prohibida 7 Novels & Stories

The words came out a little too fast and I realised I was smiling, my chin lifting a bit as pride sneaked in before I could stop it. Elena paused and looked at me over her shoulder, one brow lifting. “Are you bragging right now?” I made a small laugh. “Maybe a little.” She chuckled too, shaking her head as she opened the fridge, the light spilling out and revealing the neatly arranged shelves. Everything inside was organised and carefully stocked. There were bowls of cut fruits, small containers with labels, bottles of juice and milk lined up like soldiers, and what looked like prepared meals sealed and untouched. She reached in and took out a small bowl of fruit, setting it on the counter.

Zeus growled. He felt hungry. His inner devil felt hungry after years. She had unleashed it by detaching the devil from the metal chains that had held it in place. He wanted to have a taste. The taste of the forbidden fruit which looked juicy. Clutching her chin in his palm, he made her look in his stormy grey eyes. A memory of someone suddenly passed his mind. Stella. Immediately withdrawing his hand he yanked himself away as if she had burned him. “Are you-"

“There is nothing called impossible, love” “Thomas, your mum doesn’t even want us being together, and I can’t get between the two of you” Kiara said looking me in the eye “look, it’s a beautiful place and I haven’t even entered it. I know you put an effort making this possible, but me and you being together would be like uniting two puzzles that don’t fit. It would end up hurting the two of us”

Said Lilliana while raising her hand. "Nope honey not yet not until ritual no magic." said Mr. Carlos while stopping her. "Daddy its not fair, everyone does it but why not us" Said Lilliana. "Because I don't want any mishap in my house remember last time when Mariana was underage she made whole mess she turned my hairs into some idiot color and many other mishaps she created, for that all of you are forbidden to do magic until ritual and it almost would take 2 more weeks so no complaints" Mr. Carlos said while Shutting out Sophia who was about to speak.

Emilia immediately took it out of Marco's hands and ate it. At that instant, Marco took a picture of Emilia with his disposable camera. "Marco!" Emilia scolded, almost choking on her food. Marco passed her one of the coffee glasses, and Emilia sculled it down. "Why did you take that!? I must look horrible," Emilia chided, wiping her mouth with the back of her palm.

With what must be a paling face, I stare up at the nun smoking a cigarette, choking when I realize it's Daria. The billboard says, "Forbidden Fruit Taste The Best," and then it switches to a website where you can read her story. There is a small text about her cancer and that she is finally living her life again, enjoying her forbidden fruit—whatever the fuck that means! "Killian?" Jenny asks, following my gaze to the billboard before turning around and aiming her massive smile my way. "Pretty right? I've already read her story. Her name is Daria, and her forbidden fruit is falling in love despite having cancer. It's so romantic. She is deeply in love with someone she calls Mr. Mysterious, b

The pain in his chest is unbearable; the agony and failure that he's feeling right now are too much for him to handle. "Just look for someone else, grandson. Because from this day onwards, Ariana is your sister. She's off-limits for you, Brian Gil. She's forbidden."

Canna P.O.V. My mother looked at me skeptically, still concerned about my injury. "Are you sure?" she asked, her eyes fixed on my finger. I nodded, pulling my finger out of my mouth to show her. "See, I'm fine," I said, holding up my finger to demonstrate. However, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as I examined the cut. It was strange that the bleeding had stopped so suddenly, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. "That's weird," I muttered under my breath, "it's not bleeding anymore." I lifted my finger to show my mother, but all I felt was a numb sensation. How could a deep cut just stop bleeding like that?

Mira said dramatically, spreading her arms, “is my sanctuary.” “You say that about anywhere that sells sugar,” Kylie replied, already scanning the menu board. “And I stand by it.” We joined the short line, the rest of the group filing in behind us. Freya leaned toward the glass display, her eyes lighting up. “Why does everything look illegally good?” “Because it is,” Greg said. “That’s how they get you.” When it was my turn, I stepped up and studied the options for a second longer than necessary. “Um… chocolate fudge brownie,” I said finally, “in a waffle cone.”

Raymond Drake stood in the shadows beyond the greenhouse, his phone in his hand, the video he'd just recorded playing on a loop in his mind. The moonlight had been perfect, just enough illumination to capture Leonard Heyden and his security guard locked in an embrace that spoke of desperation, longing, and forbidden love. He could go to Lissa right now. Show her the video. Watch her world implode as she realized her carefully constructed heir was gay, in love with the help, and lying to everyone about his engagement to Victoria Ashford.