Taboo Novels & Stories

Royalty indeed. “I am saying this now because I may be needed back home” Colter said quietly, the dread in his voice was obvious, “Yet as per the rules of our kind, I cannot because I had sexual relations with you. To consort with a human being is one of our greatest taboos. It has always been this way since the beginning of our species.” “It’s a like a fantasy novel come to life…” Vida whispered and Colter heard this, his eyes widened in fear and worry.

I stumbled back two full steps, my hands dropping to my sides, my legs trembling beneath me. Olise stayed pressed against the wall, his lips swollen, his eyes dark and glazed with an intense, heavy arousal. He looked at me, bewildered, his hand rising to touch his wet lips. "No," I choked out, the word tasting like ash in my mouth. I ran a trembling hand through my hair, turning my back to him because the sight of his undone state was making the guilt claw violently at my throat. "No. I shouldn't have done that. That was an absolute mistake. I lost my temper, I lost my head—"

I hope she has noticed how I gape like a fish when she talks to me or the stars in my eyes when I look at her. You see, I'm worried because despite how stalker-ish I've been, I can't quite establish whether she's gay or not. People here are not too keen on sexuality and seem to skirt around the topic and talk about anything but that. In our traditions, sex is a topic that is something of an abomination especially at our age. But no, today's entry was supposed to be really happy so I won't bore you with our traditions and what not.

That’s so fucking hot. Rowen’s eyes darken with lust as he smirks. Hell yes it is. I cannot wait to see you two step-sibs go at it. Summer rolls her eyes. You two are sick. How is that sexy? It’s icky. It’s the taboo, babe, I murmur, letting my fingers slide along her inner thigh under the table. Her legs part slightly, and I know it’s not my words doing the heavy lifting—it’s the tension. It’s technically fine, but still forbidden. It’s dangerous. It’s hot. You know it.

So distracted was she that her usual past time of reading was not enough to hold her attention. At school, Isis tried to calm her nerves but her hands wouldn't stop shaking, any minute Mr. Greyson was going to walk through the door and she didn't trust herself in his presence, yet she couldn't wait to be in his presence. She tried to remind herself about her thoughts of forbidden fruits and the circumstances. She couldn't risk his job or reputation even though they hadn't exactly decided on anything but she needed to keep more control. She kept repeating the words softly like a mantra.

Not that I’m the jealous type or anything; I just want to make sure these pesky males stay away from my beautiful mate. “Sure, you’re not.”, Zaff teases me. “Shut it, Zaff. We’re more territorial now, because of what the moon goddess told us. So I don’t want to hear shit. Plus, being jealous differs completely from being territorial and you know it.”, I say to him.

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..

he defended. I swallowed hard, “Okay then, suit yourself… you didn’t tell me today was Dad’s birthday, why? You don’t consider me as part of the family?” I shot. “No… Noo… it’s not that way… but celebrating birthdays is a taboo in my religion, so I just felt like there was no need to let you know, I mean it won’t make a difference.” “Huh!? Wait wait wait… you’re deadass right now?” I scoffed.

“Except maybe Jackson.” “Pfft,” Jackson snorts, “I have a taboo list. And I’m seriously considering adding ‘kettle with a vagina’ to it.” “You have a taboo list?” I ask, genuinely alarmed. “You don’t?” Lucinda straightens her glasses and blinks like her worldview just shattered. Great. Now I feel like a nun. “I don’t even have a to-do list,” I mutter. Which is painfully true. No lists. No experience. No action. And every single one of them is to blame.

Jane said, as she pulled her girlfriend to her and kissed her hotly on the mouth. Lara smiled as she watched her best friends passionately embrace. She did have to admit that Tabby’s suit was shockingly small. The tiny micro bikini was made of pink lace and was virtually transparent. Tabby’s pierced nipples shone through the cups of the small top and she could even see the outline of her vaginal lips in the minuscule thong bottom.