The Forbidden Uncle Novels & Stories

He was trained to repair failing hearts. She never imagined hers would be the one placed in danger. When Iris Moore steps into Hale Heart Institute as a newly graduated medical trainee, she carries ambition, grief, and hunger beneath her calm exterior. Raised by her grandmother after losing her mother early, Iris chose cardiology to honor love, survival, and sacrifice. Desire was never part of her plan. Until Dr. Nathaniel Hale. Powerful. Controlled. Forbidden. Nathaniel is the hospital’s most respected cardiologist, bound by legacy, family, and expectation. The woman chosen for him has his name, not his heart. Discipline built his world. Iris threatens to burn it down. From their first meeting, tension coils tight and breathless. Training becomes intimate. Touches linger. Hands brush skin too slowly. In quiet labs and shadowed corridors, restraint frays, desire pulses, and every heartbeat feels like a risk. But hospitals whisper. Nurses watch. Jealousy sharpens. And the woman waiting to claim Nathaniel’s future moves to destroy the threat. A complaint is filed. Warning arrives. line is crossed. Iris is targeted, isolated, and tested. Nathaniel is forced to choose between duty and desire, control and craving. Every stolen look costs more. Every step closer invites ruin. Because when forbidden hearts collide, consequences are brutal. And when restraint finally snaps, passion will demand payment. Some loves are dangerous because they feel too right. Some choices shatter everything. In a hospital built to save lives, this love might destroy two. And when secrets surface, survival will require courage, sacrifice, and surrender. Iris must decide whether to run or stay. Nathaniel must risk his name, his family, his future. Because once desire claims the heart, there is no safe way back. This story burns slow, deep, and unforgiving, pulling readers breathless toward scandal, surrender, obsession, desire

Amelia was nothing more than a rejected omega—discarded, humiliated, and used by the very man who was meant to cherish her. But the night she chose herself, everything changed. Because Amelia isn’t just a wolf. And every pack wants her. Every alpha would kill to own her. And the most dangerous of them all has already marked her. Duncan—the exiled alpha, the rogue lord, the man whispered about in fear—doesn’t believe in love, loyalty, or second chances. But fate has bound him to the one woman who could either heal his broken soul… or shatter it beyond repair. She doesn’t trust him. He doesn’t need her. But their bond burns too fiercely to ignore. With enemies closing in, betrayal lurking in the shadows, and war on the horizon, Amelia must decide— Will she become the weapon they all desire… or the queen who will bring them all to their knees?

I've waited five years for my mafia fiance, Daniele Moretti, while he keeps pushing our wedding back again and again. I've turned down every man who approaches me and put up with all the snide comments from high society. On the eve of exchanging our marriage alliance contract, thanks to a bet with his lover, Daniele decides it's hilarious to switch the groom's name. He replaces himself with his uncle, Samuele Moretti, a man who is practically on his deathbed. Daniele laughs as he brags to his friends, "Regina's obsessed with me. When she finds out, she'll cry and beg me to change it back." I stand just outside the door and hear every word. On the day of the wedding, I take Samuele's arm—the "sickly wreck" Daniele keeps mocking—and walk him up the aisle. When Daniele finally shows up late with his lover and tries to turn the ceremony into a spectacle, I slap him across the face. Now he's the one who has to call me Aunt Regina.

“Compared to you, I’m too heavy,” she says softly. I scoff, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her down onto my lap. Her breath hitches, and I lean in close, my lips grazing her ear. “I bench twice your weight at the gym,” I murmur, watching the shiver ripple through her body, her skin blooming with goosebumps under my touch. “Next time I tell you to sit, you’ll do it without hesitation. And you’ll sit exactly where I want—on my fking cck.” ** I’ve always been known as many things—the cursed Alpha Prince, Shadow Pelt High’s hockey captain, the playboy who can’t keep a girl. Life is simple, and easy… until her. Ginger Orbblood. One night—just one fing night, changes everything. She’s my best friend’s girlfriend, but she’s also my mate. Our mate. Born during an eclipse, Caspian and I are tied to her by the curse of the eclipse, but she can only have one of us. It is quite a relief because I am not good at sharing. I always get what I want, and I’ve never wanted anything like I want her. I sure as hell can’t let her go, so I do not care if it ruins anything or anyone. I’ll burn the whole damn world down if I have to—just to have her.

When Claire and Christian's lives collide on a cruise ship, their worlds are turned upside down. After a steamy night between them which leads to a misunderstanding, mistaken identities, and a leaked sextape, they're forced to pretend to be engaged to save their reputations. When the ship docked, they both go their separate ways, puting an end to the charade, until Claire turns up pregnant a month later with Christian's child. What starts as a fake engagement becomes a twisted, complicated reality as Claire and Christian find themselves trapped in a contract marriage, fighting against their past, the danger lurking in the present, and their growing forbidden feelings for each other.

I didn't just buy your debt, Elara. I built it. I sculpted your ruin so that when you finally fell, mine would be the only hands there to catch you." After her mother’s sudden, tragic death, art student Elara Vance inherited a legacy of shadows and a $50 million debt she couldn't hope to pay. She thought her billionaire stepfather, Julian Vane, was her only sanctuary, the man who stepped in to save her father’s legendary art gallery from the auction block. She was wrong. Julian isn't a savior; he’s an architect. Behind the cold, grey eyes and the custom-tailored suits lies a man who spent three years systematically destroying Elara’s life from the inside out. He bankrupted her mother, sabotaged her future, and waited for the exact moment the trap would snap shut. Now, Elara is a prisoner in a gilded cage of obsidian marble and glass. To keep her father’s soul from being incinerated, she must follow Julian’s rules.

It was the holiday season, so I took my foster daughter, Megan Delgado, to our mansion for a vacation. However, I found out that the property had been occupied by someone else. The woman who opened the door looked at us with an impatient expression. “What do you want? You’re interrupting my daughter’s birthday party. Are you asking for trouble?” For a moment, I thought I might have the wrong house. That was until I noticed the clothing and jewelry the woman was wearing. Every piece was an exact match with what I kept in my wardrobe here. The timing could not be more telling. Just a week ago, my husband, Richie Delgado, said he was planning a surprise for me and Megan. He asked for the spare key to the mansion. I glanced past her at the crowd of party guests in the living room. “So, you’re saying you’re the lady of the house?” She sized me up and noted my simple outfit. “Who else if not me? You? You’ve ruined my daughter’s party. You’d better beg for her forgiveness now!” she said in a condescending tone. When I did not move, she warned, “My husband will be home any minute now. Do you know who he is? He’s the CEO of Beran Corp! A nobody like you can’t afford to cross him!” They were using my mansion to throw a birthday party for his illegitimate daughter. It was quite the surprise indeed!

“Let’s play a game, little stepsister,” he said, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief as he stepped even closer to me, leaving no space between our bodies. “If you win, I’ll do as you wish and let you go.” His lips were inches away from my face. I was afraid that my heart would beat right out of my chest because this was wrong…all of it was. “I’ll do whatever it takes. Just tell me what you want!” A wicked smirk curved his lips as he whispered, “Fine. I’ll shove my hand down your panties, and if you aren’t wet for me, you can go. Sounds fair?” My heart skipped a beat. Because I lost this game before it even started. *** After her father’s death, Filomena Averette’s life turned upside down because she was now forced to live with her estranged mother and her new husband, the Alpha of the Black Dawn Pack. Her stepbrother, the notorious Jude Trevelyan, was also a part of the package, and Filomena discovered what true hell was like after moving in with them. Jude was known for being a playboy. The fact that he hated her for reasons she didn’t understand didn’t make things easier for her. But this soon turned into a dark, explosive attraction when Jude started looking at her as more than just an annoying stepsister, and when he marked her as his own, that was when things really started to fall apart. Filomena found herself in the middle of a conspiracy that could cost her life, and meanwhile, there was Jude. Sexy. Forbidden. Wicked. Playing games that could ruin everything. What happened when the line between love and hate started to really blur? How will their story end?

"Keep them open!" he growled, his fingers trailing up her thigh. "You know you’re my ruin, don’t you?" She whimpered, feeling the heat of his breath against her skin as he leaned closer. "Let me see you. I want you spread wide for me. Now!" he demanded. ** Tainting a good girl’s innocence has always been my super power, but with her, I crave something more. Bending my wickedness until it’s twisted enough to be worthy of her purity. I’m Hiram Howler. This is the story of a depraved alpha prince.

“Are you sure that's the only thing you want? For me to fuck you until you can’t think of whatever that’s bothering you anymore?” He murmured against my throat and I nodded my head immediately, biting back a moan when he bit the side of my neck. “Yeah, that’s what I want.” I stuttered out a response as I tried to stop my heart beat from racing to no avail. ——— Nate is a smoking hot billionaire who was brought up to take over from his father, get a wife and produce grandchildren. But, Nate was completely gay and also closeted, which made him learn how to put out a facade for the limelight. Suddenly expected to get married to the daughter of his father’s friend– for the sake of the company, Nate got thrown in a tight, uncomfortable corner— not only because he wasn’t attracted to women at all, but because he had unexpectedly began to fall in love with a man, that shockingly turned out to be the older brother of the woman he was expected to get married to.