Our Forbidden Romance Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Fuck, you smell so sweet. I’ve been starving for this.” Before she could argue, I hooked my fingers in the fabric and tugged her panties down, leaving her bare under me. I paused for a second just to look, her folds were glistening, swollen, trembling like even the air on her was too much. “Goddamn,” I muttered, spreading her thighs wider with my hands. “You’re perfect.” She covered her face with her hands, groaning. “This is so wrong.” “Wrong feels pretty fucking right from down here,” I said, and then I buried my face between her thighs.

“Right. I am your pretend girlfriend.” “Which reminds me.” He pulled out a document and slid it across the desk. “Sign it.” I took it and scanned through. The contract. The first clause stood out immediately. No falling in love. “Do I get to make my own rules?” I asked, stepping closer. He looked up. “What rules?” “You do not get to touch me for the six months.” A quiet hiss left him. “Not possible.” I signed the document anyway and placed it back on his desk.

“But no. I couldn’t read that.” My heart, which had just begun to settle, gave a nervous flutter. “Why not?” I asked, my voice suddenly tight. Her face crumpled in an expression of sheer disgust. “It’s a forbidden romance,” she explained, her voice dripping with revulsion. “Between a girlfriend’s best friend and her father.”

After a few minutes, she found one: 'The Forbidden'- a BDSM club, known for its intense encounters and open-minded clientele. A shiver ran down her spine as she read the reviews. It was a world she knew nothing about, a world of whips, chains, and dominance. She had always pictured her first time as beautiful and romantic. In all her fantasies, her lover was gentle, romantic and cared about her. He took her on a date first, serenaded her with music and got her flowers. Now was not the time for all that romance ideas. She was desperate and desperation was a powerful motivator. She decided to take the plunge. What was the worst that could happen?

Warning: This is not your regular soft romance.This is the kind of forbidden collection that ruins self-control. Within these pages you will find stories of people who know better… but choose to break the rules anyway. Temptation becomes obsession,chemistry becomes addiction. Forbidden connections that start with a single look and end with someone on their knees, begging for more. In the heat of forbidden desires you will encounter characters who cross every line they swore they would never cross, therefore surrendering to their deepest, wettest desires. Neighbors who watch in the dark. Professors who turn private lessons into something far more dangerous. Bosses who demand complete sur

Celine reminded, Serefina was a former member of the council, who was sent into exile for using black magic by the witches, this is the first time they're hearing of her after a very long time. " She wants revenge.." " And the only way she could get revenge against us was to create something to use against us." Pierre concluded. " But how did she…." "She used a Forbidden spell.." Estelle said, Moreau came to her last night and told her about everything, Serefina kind of tricked them also, they never knew they would have to start depending on human blood to survive. "So what do we do there, there must be a loophole to convert the spell, we have no time" Henri voiced out, as members of the cou

"Why, Liam, why is it too hard to understand? To ensure that our Pack is united and great, it has been passed down that we can only mate with our kind. But you have chosen to desecrate with that abomination you call a mate. A werewolf is an enemy and an anomaly that cannot be. With her, we can never be free, And your life's outcome will be something none of us will foresee because of how evil and how cunning they are. With her, be sure of a future where the danger lies, a future filled with sorrowful cries. But despite all I have said, you chose to ignore the pack's cries and chose to let your love rise. I have not started yet, I'm afraid that you might be dead when I'm done with you."

I could see streaks of silver on them and it looked so good, almost ethereal. I arranged his bushy dark brows with my fingers. I always found the slashes between them hot. How on earth was I expected to give up a man like this? To who? Isla? She didn't even do half of the things I did to get his attention before he finally decided to marry me and now, she was trying to ruin it? “Don't worry, Roman,” I said softly. “In a few weeks, I will be giving you some really good news.” I made sure to coax him into releasing inside me. When you're drugged, a condom doesn't really make sense to you.

Angel's POV: I gripped the edge of the counter hard enough that my knuckles went white. “Stop, Romeo, mom and dad...they’re right there.” “Shut up and take it like the good girl you've always been.” he said, his voice dark enough to shut me up. His fingers pushed the fabric aside and slid through the mess he’d left and two fingers slid inside of me easily. I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted blood. He pumped my cunt slowly and deep a few times, just enough to make my knees weak, then pulled his fingers out, wiped them on the inside of my thigh, and walked away like nothing had happened.

Although beside him Rose looked so angry. "You cruel, heartless, selfish bastard." If a grenade was in Rose's grasp right now. She was sure, Theo was the most appropriate human to receive the explosion and become pieces. Rose sighed. She rubbed her face in frustration. She forced herself to endure the air that made her even more suffocated. "What good will it do you to trap me in marriage?" . . . Guys, my book 'Forbidden Agreements' now available on app. Now, you guys can come closer to get to knowing what forbidden love feels like. Don't forget to give coment and gems' it'll be lovely. Love you ....😍