The Forbidden Shorts Novels & Stories

Frank was about to open his when the light went off. Mom asked us not to panic and send the waiters to get the lights fixed. We waited for the light to come on. Frank was so anxious to get engaged to his ex-wife. He suggested everyone bring out their phones and switch on their flashlight. That wasn't a bad plan, however, I can't possibly let him get engaged right. I shifted a little to him. He pulls out the ring from the box and when he tried to fix the ring on Nina's fingers, I slapped it out of his hands, it falls, and I also had mine tossed away too.

“I’ll do it!” She bent over to retrieve the slip of paper. This action was met by a chorus of “Wooo!’s” from the guys standing behind her. Somehow it didn’t seem her hot pink short shorts were leaving much to the imagination. Quite the contrary. Paige didn’t bother pulling out the wedgie she had given herself. She knew from experience it would look damn good just the way it was (however slightly uncomfortable). “I’ll take that, thank you!” Sienna quipped, snatching the paper away. “Hmm, let me see here...”

*** THEON XEDRIC LEE Undefined shapes of sure perspiration formulated on my temple as I ran over on a charred, red-blooded forest in an unknown place, carrying nothing but a gasp of impotent rage. I was chased by unknown creatures, definitely horrendous and fear-inducing entities which might bring agony on my life, I surmised. Running was the only option. Moving away from them was a sure path of undisputed salvation. I was running, barefoot.

Lauren hissed. "You are going to kill her!" Osler yelled, yanking the knife from her. "You know what, maybe I should. She stole Damien from me. Who knows what else she'll steal from me!" Lauren shouted. She grabbed the knife from Osler's shaky hands. She sliced Tierra's skin. Tierra shrieked, tears running down her face as she sobbed in pain. "You got yourself into this, Osler. You made a deal with the devil and if I burn-" Lauren grabbed Tierra by her chin making her look at him, "you burn too."

Jessica huffed, her eyes blinking rapidly and then she turned her attention back to the first man who was the one that invited her to this treaty. “Mr. Wilfred, is t-this the man s-same man who'd taken interest in working with me?” She asked unsure, wanting more than anything for Mr. Wilfred to assure her that ‘No, this man standing tall before her can never be the investor and that the real investor is just on his way here,’ Instead of hearing that, Mr. Wilfred adjusted his brown suit and nodded his head firmly then introduced, “This is Mr. Antonio Flores, a multi-billionaire who is quite prominent for his electronic products around the_”

“That’s why you wouldn’t let me touch you when we first met.” He bit his lips, and nodded, “Yes, and it’s one reason I don’t undress before many people. The king believed I had a fear of fountains, but it was just my way of keeping my scars hidden. You were the first maiden who didn’t freak out or run after seeing my ink. I liked that. You became the first maiden who saw me with no barrier, the first to touch all parts of me.”

The pain in his chest is unbearable; the agony and failure that he's feeling right now are too much for him to handle. "Just look for someone else, grandson. Because from this day onwards, Ariana is your sister. She's off-limits for you, Brian Gil. She's forbidden."

“Cindy huh, the one you’ve been pining for since our freshman year. You want to tell her about a corpse you saw on the road, are you crazy, what makes you think she'll talk to you ever again?" “Hey keep your opinion to yourself man, Cindy and I were meant to be she just can’t see it yet” Jacob said looking at Marcel who gave him an incredulous look knowing fully well who the girl they were talking about was, but all he could do was shake his head and keep walking. “Whatever man... and what was that about you and strange women underwear, I thought you stopped that already” questioned Marcel “Old habits die hard c’mon forget it" replied Jacob

A small, flickering light inside her that refused to go out. Her phone vibrated beside her. She reached for it, already knowing who it was. Stranger: Long day? She smiled, fingers gliding over the keyboard. Amara: Surprisingly… not terrible. Stranger: I should mark this day in history. Amara: Oh, shut up. Stranger: I’m serious. What happened? Did the universe finally decide to stop screwing you over? Amara: Maybe just for today. I made a friend. There was a pause before the next message came.

She was playing a dangerous game, trapped between a father’s love and a son’s desire, while an enemy stood at the gates with a shovel, ready to bury her. As she stared at the door, she realized the "forbidden" nature of her life wasn't just a thrill anymore. It was a noose, and it was tightening. She wanted Jayden to be with anyone he wants, even though it will hurt, but not Scarlett of all people. That night, Lena dreamt of a house made of glass and Scarlett standing outside with a handful of stone s, waiting for the perfect moment to shatter everything.