Taboo Discord Servers Novels & Stories

[ AMAYA ] I sat quietly in the gazebo, the cool evening air doing absolutely nothing to cool the sudden, fierce heat spreading beneath my skin. Just a few feet away, the two most powerful and breathtaking men in the entire pack were locked in a tense discussion about the rogues that had been terrorizing our borders. One of them was my mate. The other... was the Alpha.

Fenriz has taught me a few things about the Lycan laws and how they match Werewolf laws; this one is on the top of the taboo list. “The Mate Bond is absolute, and you have defiled it with witchcraft. Breaking The Taboo is punishable by death; you know this, right? By doing this, you have not only lost Carina, but you will lose your life.” I say, then get up, walk towards Fenriz’s desk, and sit on the leather seat next to where he’s standing. He places a hand on my shoulder, and when I tilt my head to look at him, there’s evident pride in his crimson eyes.

Ren fell out of the chair, coughing. "Did they see it?" Ren gasped. "Did they see the money?" Kara was staring at her laptop, which was running on battery power now. She looked up, her face illuminated by the screen. She was grinning like a maniac. "Ren... look at the forums. Look at the external net." Ren crawled over. The Aegis Online official forum was crashing. But on the dark web mirrors, on the underground social feeds, the screenshots were everywhere. #ServerZero was trending.

"But that's exactly what makes us keep going. The forbidden, the taboo... and you." The taboo of their age difference, the forbidden intimacy of their relationship, the risk of being discovered—all of it mixed with pleasure, making every moment more intense, more exciting, more impossible to resist. They remained there, entwined, sweaty bodies, warm skin, racing hearts, aware that this total surrender would change everything forever.

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

I moaned, trembling, my body slick, my pussy still throbbing around him. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear, whispering filthy commands as he gripped us both in his hands. “This is the unholiest thing you’ll ever feel… and you’re going to crave every second of it.” My body quaked at the thought. This wasn’t just sex… this was taboo, raw, and filthy, and I wanted every second. Every rough thrust, every cruel touch, every filthy word from him.

The dangerous flare in his eyes was instantly masked by a cold, business-like detachment. "Since you’re going to be staying under my roof for the foreseeable future, Olise, we need to establish some boundaries," he said, his voice smooth and empty of the heat from a moment ago. "I run a quiet household, and I intend to keep it that way. If you want to live here, you will abide by three simple rules." He raised three fingers, ticking them off one by one with agonizing precision: * No wild parties. This is a place of business and rest, not a nightclub.

I tried to sound like I was standing somewhere ordinary, fully dressed, with nothing inside me. “Hello?” Rico’s voice came through at once, loud and annoyed. “Where the hell are you? You’re on the board for first set. I held the room and you’re not here. What’s going on?” Damon thrust deeper, and whatever I meant to say fell apart in my throat. I bit down on the sound before it could carry, my free hand fisting in the sheet. "Tyler? You there?" Rico's voice, tinny and confused. "Yeah—yeah, I'm—" Another thrust, slow and deliberate, and I lost the sentence entirely. My hand was shaking too hard to hold the phone steady.

Isis: Technically speaking I am with him and so is seven other people. Alex: Damn! Couldn't those people have stayed at home! BTW I am glad you decided to join. Isis: Lord! Lol well I haven't decided if it was a good decision yet. Alex: It's the perfect decision! Hey, I got to go. Jared just came, we are going on a date. Love you! Isis: Awesome! Have fun! Love you too. She tucked her cell into her handbag. "Hi." Isis turned at the unfamiliar voice and came eye to eye with one of the boys from the club.

He was staking his claim, marking his territory. Mr. Dubois smiled, a knowing, predatory smile. “I can see that. She’s a very… capable assistant.” Emma’s blood ran cold. She knew what was happening. This was another test. Another punishment. Another layer of her humiliation, another layer of his control. He was going to share her. Again. “Mr. Dubois and I have some business to discuss,” Mr. Carter said, his eyes boring into hers, his gaze a physical force. “We’re going to need some… entertainment. Why don’t you pour us some drinks, Emma?”