Taboo Sister Novels & Stories

As if everything that had already happened wasn’t enough I had to gave him again at the celebratory buffet and I couldn’t decline the invite because it was my sister…. The next event was even bigger than the engagement party. A celebratory buffet my sister insisted on hosting, something about “bringing both families together properly.” It was elegant, controlled, perfect. Just like her. And somehow… I was there again. Dressed up, smiling when necessary, pretending everything was fine. Pretending I wasn’t falling apart inside, but I kept my distance this time.

I softly hum along to the tune, not wanting to give away that I don’t know any of these songs. I pull my phone out of my pocket and put it on silent. Dean looks at me and smiles, still singing along with the crowd. I lean closer to his ear. He bends slightly down to hear me. “You know, this feels like stabbing my sister in the back, and it sucks because she’s always looked up to me.” I shout into his ear. He moves his arm from around me. “I’m sorry. But, I’m just trying to get over her.” He says.

Matilda I blink before I immediately turn to look at my sister. My sister inhales as she holds me tightly but she doesn't stop crying. “Are you making fun of my suicide attempt? I would have never thought you could see my suicide and depression as an object of ridicule.” “What is Grace talking about, Seraphina?” Dad now asks my sister and I feel that my sister is scared and feels that everyone is now going against her.

NEW STORY TITLE: Sister, Brother & Son Make One (Incest/Taboo) 4 family members show how perfect life can really be. Oliver and his sister Brooke hook up. But not before Brooke gets with her nephew, who is her brother's son. Then, a specially created sister arrives. >>>>>>> ​" He was like that piece of chocolate you know you shouldn't have, but the risk is worth the high." . . In the midst of a scorching Florida summer, the air conditioning was laboring nonstop to combat the oppressive heat.

It was also the first time I had ever fought back against them. Mom was so furious that she locked me in my room and starved me for several days. Nevertheless, I did not give in to their demands. Mom started beating me up three times a day, but I still did not give in. Eventually, though, fate itself forced me to make a compromise. I suddenly collapsed the day before the wedding. All of Henry's relatives and friends had already come into town. To avoid embarrassing him, Diana, my twin sister who looked exactly like me, took my place at the ceremony.

I was supposed to be the hopeless romantic marrying into high society, but my younger sister couldn't stop copying everything I did. When I tried on wedding dresses, she tried them on too. When I put on diamond rings, she wore them too. When I called Elliot my fiancé, she turned around and called him the same. Until one day, I overheard a conversation between her and Mom. "If your sister refuses to marry him, you can take her place. The position of Mrs. Fitzgerald shouldn't go to someone else." I smiled. After all, I had been lying to them, with zero intention of marrying Elliot. Trying on wedding dresses was just to make her jealous. Wearing diamond rings was to set the bait. Even havi

"The sin is in letting it poison your relationship with your sister. Have you considered talking to her about your feelings?" "I'm too ashamed, Sister." Marcus's thrusts became slightly faster, and Veronica felt one of his hands slide around to play with her clit while he fucked her. "Shame keeps us isolated," Veronica said, struggling to focus. "Honesty builds bridges. Your sister likely has no idea you're struggling. Tell her. You might be surprised by her response." "You're right, Sister. Thank you." Marcus was pounding into her now—still quiet, but hard, brutal thrusts that had Veronica's whole body moving with the impacts.

“Yes! There’s something wrong with you. You need help! I also think you have a taboo fetish.” He pauses in the middle of scooping vegetables into our food bowls. “Fetish?” “Yes. That’s why you’re fixated on me…” I wave my hand as I try to find the right word. Thinking hard about it, it actually makes sense if he has maybe some sort of Taboo fetish. People easily have one of those. “If I wasn’t your step-sister, I’d be nothing to you, Cicero.” His eyes narrow, but I’m currently on a roll and can’t stop. I need to get this out.

"You refuse to examine my sister in front of my pack like cattle. We will discuss alliances inside if you have any queries. By myself. Kael refused to give up. Not finished yet. When I say you're done on my land, you're done. The temperature in the garden decreased. Kael's fighters moved in unison. Our own fighters tensed up. Though they didn't quite touch the weapons, hands grabbed for them. My cracked chest lock throbbed with each heartbeat as I stood still between the two alphas. Kael's voice did not waver. "Your sister has a bad odour. Not in debt. Not absent. *Bound*. I've previously melted silver locks. They all didn't smell this bad. His gaze darted from Ronan to me once more. It appe

When the second avalanche hit, my older sister, Irina Wilson, who was the rescue team captain, gave the last seat on the helicopter to my skiing rival, Blake Dawson. Standing ramrod straight in front of the cameras, she spoke with unwavering conviction, "Because I've always followed the principle of rescuing those found first before those found later, this rescue operation was nearly flawless. Out of 300 people at the scene, only one was injured!" My coach roared in anger. "Robert is your own brother! Why didn't you save him when he was the first one found?" Irina shook her head in anguish. "Precisely because he's my brother, I had to avoid any appearance of favoritism. Blake is an orphan