Taboo Books Novels & Stories

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

Samantha In all my years of owning a publishing company, I've read countless books about taboo themes. From reverse harem, erotica, age gap, incest, mafia romance, dark romance, and all the hardcore topics. I realised that, in New York, people shunned books like these, and they made sure to shut them down before they got to the public eye. I built my company to give people a chance to see through their creative imagination, no matter how dark it is. There are people who actually like reading books like these. They are invested in them too; hence, they need their fix.

The wet heat of her mouth clashed with mine, a desperate tangled mess of lips and teeth. We held onto each other like drowning people while the wood of the desk vibrated beneath our bare backs. The scent of the room was thick, heavy with the sharp, musk smell of two dominant wolves completely taking over the space.

“This doesn’t just seduce you. It ruins you for anyone else… including any normal life next door. You’re my dirty little secret now.” I slipped back home leaking and addicted, knowing I’d be back tomorrow. The next few days became a dangerous game. Tyler fucked me in his garage while Lauren was at yoga. He fingered me under the table during a neighborhood potluck. Once, he pulled me into his bathroom while Lauren was in the shower and made me ride him on the toilet, hand over my mouth the entire time. Each time he filled me. Each time he told me I was his. But the real risk came on Friday night.

Our bodies said everything. “I love you,” Frank said suddenly. “Not just this. I love being with you.” My heart swelled. “I love you too,” I whispered. “More than I should.” We talked about our feelings. It was more than sex. We connected deep. He understood me. I made him feel young and alive. The taboo made it stronger. But it also made it scary. The next day we took more risks. Mom went to the store. We had thirty minutes. I sucked him in the kitchen. On the counter. I took him deep while he sat on a chair. Then he bent me over the table and fucked me. We came together fast.

I reply, my fingers trembling as I type. My body is gradually reacting, and I’m lost in the fantasy—snowy nights, his hands, no rules. This is my escape, where I don’t have to be perfect Zara, the girl who’s got it all together. A key turns in the lock, and Jess’s voice snaps me back. “Zara, you better not still be texting that creep when I’ve got pizza!” I laugh, locking my phone fast, but not before ShadowWolf’s latest message flashes: I’d taste every inch of you. My cheeks burn as I sit up, shoving my hair back.

“I… I can’t really stand right now.” Kai’s dark eyes dragged over her naked body, the obvious wetness between her thighs. His jaw tightened for a brief second. “You were warned beforehand,” he muttered dryly. Without another glance, he turned and walked out, the door clicking shut behind him. Lila sat in silence, heart hammering. 'Holy shit! Kai Lennox just… ' She pressed the towel between her legs, still pulsing as guilt crashed into her. The famous Kai?? The man she wrote endless filthy scenes about just made her cum harder than she ever thought possible and even acting like nothing happened?

She casually drops the bra on the floor, still focusing out the window. '"Taboo?' Really? Where the fuck did you find that word? Incest, Father. We are talking about incest. Having sex with your family." I shift in my chair. Maybe I'm too careful, but I need a clear sign. "Which is also illegal, and for very good reasons."

The book exploded upon release. Reviews called it groundbreaking. “Raw. Honest. The ultimate study in taboo desire.” Emma became infamous overnight. Job offers dried up—too controversial. She stayed with Elias. Co-author on every subsequent paper. Her body the living archive. Forever linked in academic infamy.