The Forbidden Novels & Stories

Their mouths collided in a beautifully tender way which eliminated all those firmness and rigidity that had been forced on them by their surroundings….that they were not meant for each other, that they should never desire each other ... ... ..that they were forbidden for each other. That kiss completely faded that invisible line between sin and virtue for both of them and trapped their hearts in that unnamed spell of turning their bodies into one.

he revealed his little secret, more detailed, then corrected it slowly, "The only one girl...that I can touch in my life." His words hung in the air between them, heavy and complicated. Izzy didn’t know what to say or what to think. Did she hear him correctly??? He cannot touch any girl!! Except her?? So was that all true!! He can't touch a woman! Except for her!! How is that even possible? And why?? She repeated it in her mind recalling everything that had happened earlier in the past.

"It’s…alluring." Linda didn’t like the way he looked at her—with a glimmer of malice in his eye. And even staring at Evans shirtless wasn’t enough to keep her there much longer. "Look, I lived in Manhattan for five years. I’m hardly ignorant compared to almost everyone else who goes to our school, and I’m tired of this. Get over whatever it is you think you know about me, and leave me alone."

#Flashback. Lorenzo, the beta of the Silver pack had a mutual relationship with the queen mother of the Blood pack, Annabelle but this is a taboo and no figure if out until one day Axel was on night duty and had caught the both of them having wild sex. They bribed him and he promised to keep it a secret until he used it against them. He starts to demand something that is impossible until one day he left his duty and went to pay Lorenzo a visit in the office. Xalorad doesn't like the relationship between them but anytime he brings it up, Lorenzo came up with an excuse that he is only training him exclusively.

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.

She was gone—sold out to the one person our blood had been taught to hate. And Sebastian Perez wasn't just an adversary. He was a snake. Sinister, manipulative, vicious. If Evelyn thought I was controlling, she had no idea what he would do to keep Amelia tied to him. I balled my hands into fists until my knuckles cracked. The need to draw Evelyn close, to pin her against my chest and promise I'd never let perez's poison come near her, seared like flames. But when I moved forward, she jumped back—not from terror, but from the blow I'd struck into her.

Another Lord Venric suggests. The forbidden dungeon is a place where I've come to learn houses the worst criminals of the kingdom. Prisoners there are held captive with a magical chain which restricts you of all your powers, including shifting into your wolf. It's also rumoured to be filled with spirits that constantly remind you of your worst fear daily, slowly rendering you insane. Every other council member drops their own suggestions, except Elder Huncho. “Elder Huncho,” I turn to him. “You're oddly quiet. What do you suggest?”

They all gasped at that point due to disbelief. “Is that ordinary woman your mate?” asked Lena in disgust. “She is my mate, my future Moon, and the woman of my life, so you guys are not going to go unpunished for this outrage,” I said and tapped the cell barriers to pass sentence. “As of today, all of you are forbidden to set foot in the Eclipse Pack; none of you may buy anything from here, nor use any artifact that this pack provides. You are banned not only from the city but also from trade.”

She was still thinking when Rowan nudged her arm lightly. Suddenly, Mr. Wallace’s sharp eyes landed on her. “Yes, Jordan,” he said calmly. “Tell us—why do you think Forbidden Arts are kept from werewolves?” Philipa froze. Slowly, she stood up. “Because they are dangerous,” she said after a moment, “and of no real use to us.” The class murmured in agreement. Mr. Wallace chuckled softly.“Sit.” She sat down, confused. “Forbidden Arts were not banned because they were useless,” he began. “They were banned because they were abused.” He walked to the board and wrote a single word in bold letters: DARKNESS

Her veins glow faintly violet beneath her skin, pulsing with some rhythm I don’t understand. “You’re using it,” I rasp, but it comes out more like a ghost of a voice. She doesn’t answer. Her hands press against my ribs, and the magic hits me like lightning and frost all at once. My back arches involuntarily, a scream tearing from my throat, not from pain, but from the sheer unnatural force of it. This is forbidden magic. Not just dangerous, but outlawed in the Fae realms for centuries. The kind that draws power from the deepest pits, from the old gods themselves, the ones even Elders whisper about.