Our Forbidden Romance Novels & Stories

"I don’t care about your excuses anymore. I don’t care about the 'business.' I’m tired of being a ghost, Finn. Look at me! Touch me." She leaned in, her lips brushing against his neck, desperate for the connection she’d been denied for months. "You miss me... I know you do. You're just too proud to say it." Ronan’s grip on her waist tightened, his fingers digging into her skin with a possessive force that was nothing like Finn’s calculated indifference. He loomed over her, his shadow swallowing her whole as he watched her with a dark, predatory curiosity.

I’m about to fall into the abyss. I want to see her climax, so I speed up. The girl closes her eyes and doubles over, letting out a deep, hoarse moan. I quickly free my cock, place it at her hot entrance, and lose my mind. I thrust my hips and plunge my tongue into her mouth simultaneously. The brakes have completely failed. I'm having sex with a girl I'm seeing for the first time, without protection. I'm experiencing a thrill I've never dreamed of before. I furiously pound my cock and tongue into her limp body. Yes, I'm kissing a slut. But I'm not disgusted; quite the contrary. I'm so intoxicated that I can't hold back; I start moaning hoarsely in rhythm with my thrusts.

Asbeel crossed his arm around his chest angrily and teleported away with his grey smoke. "I hate that grey smoke" said Daniel annoyed. "Daniel" said Mariana angrily. "What he was doing with your cousin?" he asked angrily. Mariana shrugged. "He banged with you?" said Daniel startled. "Dan" said Mariana angrily. "Its forbidden, its totally forbidden" said Daniel. "As for the talking of forbidden, what are you doing with my sister" asked Sophia. "Damn she had a brain like them too" he thought. "I can read thoughts "Angel" " said Sophia air quoted and left inside the school.

“There’s a man. He’s got two days left of bachelorhood, and he wants to spend it with a private performance. His last gift to himself before he ties the knot.” I blinked at her, unsure if I heard right. “Wait… he’s getting married? And he wants a strip performance from me?” Madam nodded. “That’s cheating,” I blurted out before I could stop myself. “Isn’t it? He’s about to mate some woman, and this is how he spends his last days single? That’s wrong.” Madam gave me that look—the one that always made me feel like a kid. “Liora. You’re getting paid to dance. Not to worry about morals. Leave the right and wrong to councils and seers. You just do your job.”

Because if he came back—if he dared to return—then I would not push him away again. I would claim him. No matter how wrong it was, no matter how forbidden. I would do whatever it took to make him mine. And one day—if not now, then someday—he will love me more than he loves her. I will do what my mother failed to do. I will fight for him until the end. Because we should be perfect together—two powerful beings from renowned bloodlines. And even if he is like a forbidden fruit—one I shouldn’t touch, shouldn’t love, shouldn’t claim…

We didn’t go all the way… but I wished we had. I wanted him to take me. To fuck me senseless. To claim me completely. God… what’s wrong with me? Why does the forbidden feel so damn good? I love him. I love Vincent Lucas. I love his eyes, his voice, his hands, his mouth, his soul— But it hurts. It hurts to know I’ll never have him. Not really. Not the way I want. I wiped away a single tear sliding down my cheek. I don’t deserve to cry. Maybe this pain is my punishment for falling in love with someone else’s husband. If so, then let it burn. Let it consume me.

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!

“It’s perfect… I’ll never take it off.” “I’ll never leave you,” she whispered fiercely, nestling into his chest. “I’ll never want anyone else. You’ve ruined me for everyone forever.” He kissed her deeply, possessively, his arms tightening around her. “Good. Because I’ll keep corrupting you, claiming you, loving you like this… forever.” They fell asleep tangled together in the mirrored sanctuary, surrounded by infinite reflections of their forbidden bond. Clara was completely ruined. And she had never been happier. Forever his. THE END

“I’m falling for you, Cassandra. Not just the sex. You.” Those words made my chest tighten. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him deeper. We made love like that for a long time, slow, intense, emotional. I came twice more, clinging to him, and when he finally finished inside me, he held me tight afterward, stroking my hair. We talked for hours after. About how scared we both were. About what might happen if our parents found out. About Brady. About the future after university. For the first time, it didn’t feel like just forbidden lust. It felt like something bigger and something worth the risk.

She closed the gap between us, the bounce of her breasts sending a sharp jolt of heat straight to my gut. “W…why?” she whispered, reaching out to take my hand. “Why can’t it happen? I want this, and I know you want it too.” “You’re wrong.” I forced the words out, my fingers clenching into a tight fist just to stop myself from pulling her back into my arms. “I don’t want this. It is forbidden.” She didn’t say a word. She just stared at me, challenging the lie. “This is a grave sin, Safira. It stops here.”