Prohibited Novels & Stories

ADAPTATIVE COLOURATI A. Camouflage: The organism has the same colour as the environment e.g grasshopp B. Warning colouration: The organisms have attractive colours that serve as a warning to predator's e.g brightly coloured lady bettle and toads C. Mimicry: The organism resembles another object that the predator doesn't eat for protection e.g stick insect resembling a tw D. Nest parasitism: Some birds lay their eggs in other bird's nest for protection e.g cuckoo bi BEHAVIOURAL ADAPTATI

He had his bath, packed some valuables, and some weapons. Ken was going to be gone for a very long period of time. He had a bag hung on his shoulder and walked, loaded up the booth. Ken stood still in front of the apartment, scanning the premises. "Bloody zone. " Ken cursed, turning to leave. The vehicle started and zoomed out through the bush part towards the road to a place unknown. Ken's eyes became open to the fact that one shouldn't allow love to turn into lust, setting off a downhill slide into sexual promiscuity, filthy practices, or bullying greed.

It's from Monika. *How is your little peanut doing?* She texts. This little whore did not! ... (to be continued)

“We hear he could be your mate. Is that true?” Taken aback by this question, I paused, wondering how much I was allowed to share. Thankfully, the girl massaging my scalp flicked her forehead. “That’s none of your business. Besides, the Priest cannot have mates. He is forbidden to.” My ears perked up at her revelation. Not sure my wolf liked the sound of that either. The girl was relentless. “So what if the goddess blesses him with one? Is he going to reject her?” “Maybe he’s going to hide her identity away.” The second girl pouted. “Priests are not allowed mates since they’re meant to be devoted to the goddess. That is what the High Priestess says.”

They were both silent for a while listening to the movements around them. “My father thinks this Union would strengthen his rule. Of course it is for his benefit.” Lucian broke the silence. “So you agree with him?” she asked. Lucien looked directly in her eyes. “I do not like being controlled.” “That makes the two of us.” she said. “But resisting only means your father pushes harder.” “That is why you agreed to meet with me”. He asked. “Yes. To see if cooperation is possible or if it will become unpleasant.” she said.

I stood there awkwardly near the doorway, completely unsure how to draw his attention toward me properly. I remember I was told to initiate to show willingness and if he doesn’t like me, I could get a strike. 3 strike and I am out and would be needing to refund the eighty grand, I can’t do that when spending it was worth it. So, a crazy Idea pop in, I pick a grape in my mouth and gently remove his newspaper, his eyes found mine as I sat on his lap, I place it at the tip, watching him slowly want to take it.

Trying to shift away from whatever the fuck was standing at attention between his professor’s legs, “H-hey! That’s not going to f-f-fit!” Noah’s response was a low chuckle, his grip on Rabbit’s hips tightened as he drove into him in one single, powerful thrust. Rabbit let out a strangled cry, his back arching off the counter, his fingers clawing into Noah’s shoulders. It was too much and not enough all at once. Noah didn't give him time to adjust; he began to move with relentless intensity. Each stroke was deep and punishing, hitting his prostrate with a precision that drove Rabbit toward the edge of sanity.

The dirty thoughts kept flooding in my mind as i saw the way his fingers moved while typing on his laptop. Fuck, he’s hot. The thought hit me like heat between my thighs. I imagined those big hands grabbing my waist, pinning me against the counter, that low voice growling my name while he did the most unthinkable things to me. I squeezed my eyes shut for a second. No. Stop.This is someone’s husband and my boss and it's just been a few minutes since I came here and I am already lusting after a man that is supposed to sign my paycheck. But the ache was already building.

The screams of the crowd almost swallowed my voice when I turned to Melz in sincere surprise. -A mortal fights? But...but...it is prohibited by the... The mocking look makes me realize the absurdity of what I was going to say. But still, it is. .....horrible That...No? Melz must surely have noticed my pale appearance because he explains to me calmly. -Despite everything, mortal combat is rarely fought, you know. As MG (the presenter) said, it’s a pretty special meeting. If this happens this way it is because both parties want it this way. And NOBODY forced them you understand. Until now they can forfeit.

Either way she is expelled. I feel so sad for Lulu.It’s clear that she is really sad to leave.I think my mother would actually kill me if I was expelled for such a reason.My mother is an ardent christian and she is very religious.I have never missed church in my life.The only exception is sickness and I have been a healthy child for as long as I can remember with only concessional colds which were never an excuse.Not in an African household.I was enrolled in all church groups for people my age and never missed a rehearsal or event in church.I have never really heard her express any opinions gay people but I can always see the distasteful look on her face.I guess she’d rather not dignify a re