Revandles Forbidden Books Novels & Stories

I stand there, heart already racing at the thought of freedom. Mom walks in from the kitchen, Bible clutched in her manicured hands. Even on a weekend she’s dressed in her lawyer attire, posture straight and serious. She lives between the courtroom and the church pews, constantly praying away sins,especially Dad’s. “You almost forgot this, Lisa,” she says, pressing the heavy book into my palms. Her voice carries that familiar mix of love and fear. “Pray every single day. Stay a good girl. The world out there is full of temptation waiting to corrupt pure hearts like yours.”

She crossed her arms, her posture rigid, as if she were holding back a storm. I couldn't breathe. My hands trembled in my lap, memories of that forbidden night flooding back, Mr. Alfred's strong hands gripping my hips, his thick cock thrusting deep into my wet pussy, our bodies slick with sweat as we fucked wildly on his bed. It had been pure ecstasy, raw and unfiltered, but now it twisted into terror. Had that one reckless moment doomed me? “I... I need to get tested,” I whispered, my voice breaking. Tears welled up, blurring the faces of the two people who'd become the center of my chaotic world.

Chapter – 0014 Lila POV The fallout was nuclear. By morning, our parents’ marriage was over. Richard was in custody, Mom was under investigation, and every news outlet on the East Coast was running the story: “University Embezzlement Scandal, Murder Cover-Up, and the Forbidden Step-Siblings at the Center of It All.” We didn’t care. Damon and I spent the next three days holed up in a cheap motel just off campus, ignoring the world. We fucked, we talked, we fucked again. No more hiding. No more rules.

This business thrived on its reputation as a danger in the city. The dangerous Alpha has recently returned to Delhi, and everyone in the city is aware of it. To celebrate my father's return, a party will be held in his honor. But my father believes that this gathering is only taking place to remind him of what happened when he turned 21, and he insists I follow in his footsteps by beginning my time as a leader and werewolf.

Finally, they reached the end of the stack, their eyes tired and their minds exhausted. Liam's hands trembled as he opened the box to reveal more letters. Each one seemed to reveal a new and darker secret than the last. As he read through them, he discovered that his great-grandfather had not only wanted to eradicate werewolves from the earth but he had also been involved in numerous acts of treason against them.

I say hopeful at the part that were narrowing down suspects. "Exactly. Now if you look at the second segment the only noticeable thing on this guy are the black gloves and the tattoo of a sword on his forearm poking out from underneath the gloves." I can't believe he was able to notice the tattoo on his arm, because neither I or Adair were able to. "I cross matched the gloves with glove companies and only the company Rebel sells them, well used to sell them." He clarifies. "Rebel?" I ask never hearing this name before.

She got up and got down on her knees, making her forehead touch the floor. “Your majesty, please give me access to the library of forbidden books.” An uproar arose among those with us. They were all high ranking officials with years of discipline and experience, but they couldn't control their shock and screams of disapproval. Even her maid looked visibly terrified. I was not an exception. My heart jumped, and not in a good way. The library of forbidden book houses the most evil record of magic arts, malicious techniques and dark sorcery. Why will she request access to such a thing when it can only be used to harm people?

“What?” “Not forever,” she muttered, already backing toward the hall. “Just a few hours. Maybe the night.” “Why?” Sevrin asked flatly. “Because I have… books.” Her voice dropped into something suspiciously close to a whisper. “Books I’m not supposed to have.” Daxos arched a brow. Nyra gave him a pointed look. “The Council burned every archive that had information on soul severing. Forbidden bonds. Prophecies tied to rebirth and magical inheritance. But before they did, I—may have—taken a few things.”

I appreciated that more than I probably should have. The library was behind a set of heavy doors at the end of a corridor I hadn't seen before. The room was massive, with bookshelves climbing all the way to the ceiling and a fire crackling low in a stone hearth. Someone had already set up a table in the center with stacks of old texts piled high. Kaelith picked up a book with a cracked spine. "These are the forbidden ones. Histories the fae courts tried to destroy centuries ago."

Peaceful. Vespera Hale walked along the mahogany shelves, trailing her fingers over the spines of the books. Philosophy. Strategy. History. She stopped. On a shelf at eye level, nestled between The Art of War and a first edition of The Count of Monte Cristo, was a book she didn't recognize. It had no dust jacket. The binding was matte black, textured like volcanic rock. The lettering on the spine was silver, sharp and angular. SAVAGE REBORN.