The Diva Serves Forbidden Fruit Novels & Stories

Their bodies convulsed in ecstasy as they reached the pinnacle of pleasure, each one experiencing a release that left them breathless and yearning for more. “I love you, Jade! I love you so much. Let’s be together forever! I won’t hold back from making you happy, baby. You belong to me, my love. You are my forbidden desire that I won’t regret!” Ceynol shouted as he reached his own zenith inside her.

The Maledictus were a force of nature—twisted, dark, and driven by an insatiable hunger for power. Diana stepped forward, her presence steadying the rising panic. “Let’s not all act like we haven’t been expecting it. Word must have gotten out that we’ve found the Alpha who has the power to end this meaningless fight. Ideally, they’d want to destroy him before he gets the chance to fully manifest his potential. We’ve been preparing for this, and there isn’t a doubt in my mind that Jaydon would lead us to the path of victory.”

Davina only needed the right channel, the right support to become her best self and if she wasn't saddled with revenge, she would make a cheerful heiress, one others found comforting yet dangerously powerful. “Can I indulge myself tonight? I want alcohol.” She demanded suddenly and I nodded without hesitation. Just one night of freedom to eat whatever she wanted, wasn't going to ruin her progress. Even in her indulgence, she did it gracefully. Downing the glass of wine with pristine movements and her hair flowing down her face and body lovingly. Her dress hugged her just right, enough to conceal what was hidden and also show off her curves. I caught myself staring at her, her clear and beaut

Now he saw her as a threat. Soren's grip on the dagger tightened. "What is she?" Diva forced herself to stand, her legs shaking but unyielding. "I don't know," she confessed. "But I don't want to hurt anyone." Soren's eyes turned black. "It's not what you want, Diva." His tone was icy. "It's what you are." For an eternity, no one moved. Then— There was a harsh crack in the darkness. The trees trembled.

Her cries soon turned into moans. "Adriana served me divorce papers," I whispered, barely able to hold back my release. "I know," she said breathlessly, eyes shut tight as I came deep inside her. Oh, Shit. I was so messed up. The craziest thing about right now was that I didn't think it was wrong to shoot my load deep into my Ava's pussy, barely a week after getting divorce papers from her sister. I collapsed beside her, panting. There was a slick, wet sound as I slid out of her. She didn’t flinch. Instead, she climbed on top of me, her mouth finding mine again in a slow, lazy kiss.

So I plastered a fake smile on my face, determined not to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had any effect on me. I had to keep reminding myself that this was all just a game to him, and that I couldn't let myself get caught up in it. I had to be stronger than that. “I need to travel,” Diva said, her voice soft as she caressed Franco's cheek. “What for?” he asked, his voice filled with curiosity. “It's for a business trip,” she explained, “and I would really like to attend the program in person.” I could tell that she was trying to convince him, but I wasn't certain if he was buying it. I couldn't help but wonder what her real motives were. What was she up to?

“You'll need a job to work and get your ticket back to America. And so, you seek employment at the hotel closest to you.” “Sole Dorato,” “Yes,” he sighed. “I've arranged for someone to meet you there and ensure this plan goes smoothly. But finding hell is your task. Proceed with caution. The people in Sole Dorato are quite tasty.” “You sound like you have been there-” Whatever I was about to say was cut off by Luca muttering a series of expletives in Italian. I glanced behind me to see Olivia walking towards us, and my jaw fucking dropped. She wore a white dress that wrapped her curves rather tightly. The neckline was a low V cut that showed the top of her breasts propped against each other.

With what must be a paling face, I stare up at the nun smoking a cigarette, choking when I realize it's Daria. The billboard says, "Forbidden Fruit Taste The Best," and then it switches to a website where you can read her story. There is a small text about her cancer and that she is finally living her life again, enjoying her forbidden fruit—whatever the fuck that means! "Killian?" Jenny asks, following my gaze to the billboard before turning around and aiming her massive smile my way. "Pretty right? I've already read her story. Her name is Daria, and her forbidden fruit is falling in love despite having cancer. It's so romantic. She is deeply in love with someone she calls Mr. Mysterious, b

What Diva did was probably for the best after all a maid should know his or her place. "I'm going back to my chamber," he announced and left with his escorts following him closely. Diva finally let out a satisfied grin when she was sure that she was all alone in the garden. Her hands had been itching to hit that maid all day and as fate would have it she got the opportunity to beat her as much as she wanted. "If only I could hit her like this every day," she thought and smiled again. She looked at her palms which were red from whipping Sarah hard. "That will teach her to stay away from Jake, Jake is mine and no one can take him away from me," she muttered, breathing heavily.

“They believe you’ve tamed me… Domesticated me.” He raised her arms above her head, holding her wrists against the tree trunk. A slow wicked smile pulled at his lips. “If they only knew the truth...” Dea’s skin flushed as she remembered how she’d driven him to the height of ecstasy just before dawn. His response had been aggressive and primal as she’d held him spellbound. “Demitra will banish me from this house,” Dea warned as she arched against Theo. “I don’t care… I go where you go,” Theo reminded her in a husky growl.