Novel & Cerita Mother Son Incest Taboo

"Something you’ve forgotten how to be. You think because you bought a debt, you bought my soul? You think because you hold a contract, I’ve stopped being a person with a choice?" "You lost your right to a choice the moment your mother signed that paper," Julian whispered. He reached out, his hand not striking, but wrapping firmly around the back of my neck. His thumb pressed into the sensitive hollow beneath my jaw, forcing my head back, forcing me to look at the monster I had lived with for three years. "But tonight isn't about the contract. It’s about respect. I told you the rules. No other men. No other hands. And you stood there and let him kiss your knuckles while the whole city watched

Their bond had shaken the balance. “The Monroe family has no rules when money is involved, uncle. If they discover that Elena has accepted Seraphina as her mother and then compare the timing of when Seraphina was found, what do you think they will assume? They might believe Seraphina truly gave birth to Elena. And Andrew, that child of theirs, might even convince himself he carries Farrington blood. What if they come knocking, demanding a mother. With people like them, scenes come easy. If they target Seraphina again, her mind may not survive another blow.”

“I may not be your father by blood, but I am your mother’s husband.” “That’s not an answer. That’s a title.” She spatted angrily. You both don’t even love yourself, so why are you even married to each other? I just looked outside the window. She didn't have to know why Davika and I got married. But how would she react when she finally finds out the truth? “Zina, that changes nothing,” I continued. “Because what you’re asking for isn’t just risky and complicated. It is a line that cannot be uncrossed once crossed. I am married to your mother, and in the eyes of every person in our lives, I am your father. What you want is not simply forbidden. It is a destruction that you could end up regrett

It was addictive. However, a small voice in my head kept reminding me, 'He's your boyfriend's brother!' We were not married yet, but Nicholas and I already slept together. This felt wrong, almost taboo. Matthew did not care about any of that. He was too far gone. Before I could stop him, he lifted my shirt. My knees nearly buckled right there. I pushed him off me, keeping my voice low. "Are you insane? Nicholas and your mom are both inside. What if someone sees?"

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, and I figured it was better I speak fast or I’d lose my head before I get the chance to. “Her mother was a witch, and her father was an alpha with elemental blood.” I continued, I saw as they all tried to process what I had just said, “Yes, you know mating between an alpha and a witch has been prohibited decades ago, but it just kinda happened between her mother and her father,” I said, explaining how one of the greatest marriage taboos happened in history. “But what has this got to do with Lila?” Brian asked, narrowing his eyes down on me like I was the one who made the taboo.

“Had an episode. Went home. Talk tomorrow.” Irene knew about my Urticaria. She wouldn’t question it too much even though it had been a pretty long time since I had the rash. If I told her the truth about Mason, she would probably laugh and say I was too old to still be a virgin. There were no awards for keeping it this long, according to her.

Pamela's eyes danced with amusement. "That makes me, Daphne and Brielle incest," I pointed out. "Amazons don't have an incest taboo," Pamela retorted. Duh. They are all women – no chance of seven fingered, Cyclops babies. "Ah...women, misunderstanding and pain – Buffy, would you check out Quebec and see if I'm still wanted in that province for bestiality. It could be important later," I commanded. "Bestiality?" only one woman failed to mutter, sputter or exclaimed.

He didn't understand it, but supposed he could see it in the sense of the 'mom' being a sexy older woman and a son with a serious Oedipus complex. The sexual aspects were one thing, but crap like that; 'back where he came from' was just kind of gross. There were a slew of similar comments as well as people begging her to please not only let them know when she fucked her son, but to post pictures of it! All of them had incest related Twitter handles and bios going on and on about wanting to fuck their mom or son. The young guys saying they wanted their mother didn't shock him as much as the older women lusting for their sons and wishing his mom luck.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

From his silver-coloured eyes, I can see different emotions, from shock to lust. My mother, Naomi, looks at us confused, knowing that it's my first time between me and my proposed stepfather, or I'll say be obsessed CEO. "She's my secretary of the company I am managing currently", Lucas broke the unsettling silence between the trio. "That explains it. I'll call it a lucky coincidence between a boss and his employee getting new titles today." My mother exclaimed gracefully as she was completely ignorant of the behind the scenes between us. Come to think of it, how can someone whom I lustfully looked at and had an affair happen to be my stepfather? Is this fate trying to punish me for my high