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,

After Julian had stiffly shown her to the guest suite, a room that felt more like a luxury hotel than a bedroom, she had sought out the library, hoping to find a quiet corner. Instead, she found the study. The room was vast, lined with leather-bound books and smelling of expensive wold paper. The heavy curtains were drawn, plunging the room into a dim, amber-hued twilight. She was scanning the spines of the books when the heavy door clicked shut behind her. She didn't hear him come in. "Looking for something to read?" Leo’s voice was smooth, deceptively lazy. Maya turned. Leo was leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed over his chest, his sweatpants hanging dangerously low on his hip

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.

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.

Someone managed to click a picture of them kissing. "Fuckkkk". He cussed under breath. He looked for more and found someone blackmailing Zee to expose those pictures in return of some confidential information. That stated, it wasn’t only about money. ---- Tabby

Aria cried out, her fingers digging into his hair, pulling him closer. The sound of the kitchen was filled with the wet, rhythmic slurping of his tongue. I watched the way her body bucked, her heels drumming against the cabinets. It was sick. It was twisted. It was the most inappropriate thing I had ever seen in my life. And yet... I couldn't look away. A dark, heavy heat began to coil in my gut. My pulse was racing in my ears, a thick, steady thrum. Despite the horror of it, there was something incredibly wicked and satisfying about the scene. It was pure, unfiltered taboo.

It was Silverfish, the big, library-style bookstore where she'd worked part-time back in high school. Even from this distance, as they got stuck in traffic, she could see the thick volumes displayed within the wooden frames of the windows. She could see the outline of the shelves from inside, the red wash of the old plushy carpet, and the low circular tables laden with paper flowers. It was moderately populated, just enough people scattered within the area, poring over all kinds of books imaginable. It was what the shop prided itself for, the sheer variety of their stock. And if she remembered correctly, Silverfish also housed the taboo books. Witchcraft, demo