Taboo Books Novels & Stories

“Sophie let me explain everything…he’s real here okay?. These books you see are fantasies that make things happen. Whatever sex you read from this erotic series, you would feel it. You want to feel it too?” Sophie nodded eagerly, already breathing faster. “Yes. God, yes I do.” Lucian looked at me. His eyes were still furious, he must think i’m stupid. Unfortunately, this was the only way out. Trapping another soul would protect me from being caught. I picked up the most forbidden book. “Shadows of Three” : a story about one powerful man claiming two willing women. As soon as I started reading aloud, the magic surged. Lucian’s melted into dark hunger. “Then let’s give her what she wants.”

Sinclair didn't mind in one bit. He still went on grunting, his hands locking my waist in place as he rhythmically smashed into me. “Close the door on your way out.” He ordered, not even sparing him a glance. Whenever we had episodes like this, he would keep the door ajar. It was a kink of his. The exhilaration and excitement rush of getting caught. Desmond stood rooted to the spot for five seconds trying to understand the scene happening in front of me. And it was just when the orgasm rush was starting to get to my head. I gripped the edges of the desk and threw my head back moaning Jeff's name like a wild animal.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

I said wondering where this whole conversation was heading, "I want you to protect her," he said turning his phone screen to me, 'her'? my eyes slowly fell on the screen, a girl with her blonde hair packed in a ponytail sat with a pile of books by her side, she is obviously a nerd even her big round glasses say a lot, she looked fixated on whatever information she was getting from the book that even if an attack was to happen in the room right beside her she may not even know, but something about her made me feel there was more than what meets the eyes, "A girl really?" I asked in a bored tone,

When the call ended, she let the phone fall on the bed, Her body trembled, this time not from Tristan but from the fear and dread eating at her inside. End. ⚠️ Reader Alert: Things get wild, the following chapters after this contains LGBTQ+ romance, harem/reverse harem dynamics, and explicit sexual content including gang bangs. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed only if mature content is okay for you. (Sex With My professor) The lecture hall hummed with low chatter until the heavy iron doors swung open, the sound cut through the room, pulling every eye toward the man striding in. Professor Ethan Metch.

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 61: Unholy Addiction “Oh my God…” she cries out, her voice loud, raw, and soaked in overwhelming pleasure. Moans spill from her lips like confessions—explicit, fevered, and uncontrollable. Lust, dark and consuming, pervades every inch of her senses, stealing her breath and reason.

I thought the sessions with the psychologist would be more difficult. The topics we address are heavy, yet I find it easy to open up to her. Like Jane, I’m a very reserved person, and it embarrasses me to admit that I endured severe psychological abuse from my husband. I'm also ashamed of having had a lover. According to the values I was raised with, that was immoral—no different than being a prostitute. And on top of all that, I danced in a nightclub where illegal dealings took place.

I frowned, I was getting scared. He gripped my hands.. “ Please, what are you talking about I don’t understand you?” I cried, when he mentioned about killing, I had started getting seriously scared. “ I saw you few hours ago. I saw the males crowding and fighting over you. It means you are not a normal wolf like us. You are a Taboo,’’ his hands were clenching tightly together. “All sigma wolves are taboo and abomination to this pack!” he lashed out. “ S-sigma?” I stuttered, feeling my heart about breaking into pieces..

Nicholas viciously snarled before turning around and leaving. "This is complicated……" Lucien confusingly murmured. "This is a taboo and couldn't be gently handled," Mr. Peter cruelly uttered. "What makes it a taboo, huh?" Mr. Philip spitefully glared at him. Tears were flowing down my cheeks because I knew that I couldn't come out of this condition in peace or alive. "Have you ever heard of this….." Mr. Peter meanly uttered. "And that makes it a taboo to you," Joyce mumbled.

Raf would get curious if I took too long and start looking for me, and I could already imagine the face she would be wearing when she found me hunkered down in the 'Mates' section of the reference area. Superstitions. Taboos. Curses. Here! Was this it? I grabbed the slim volume off the shelf, ignoring the thin film of dust that laced the hard edges. No one had taken this book out in ages, and no surprise. Who besides me would ever be interested in this kind of thing? Even I was only invested because of a personal matter.