Touch Meme Novels & Stories

Some cravings are too dark to resist. Behind closed doors, in hushed whispers and stolen glances, lies a world where love is forbidden, lust is untamed, and every touch feels like crossing the line. Forbidden Desires: A Forbidden Erotica Collection strips away innocence and plunges into the wicked realm of taboo romances, where stepfathers ruin virginal stepdaughters, stepbrothers become sinful obsessions, tutors seduce their own students, and best friends betray each other with raw, unfiltered passion. Each story is sharp, dirty, and drenched in temptation. From secret masturbations that spiral into seduction, to forbidden hands that should never touch but do. These tales aren’t for the faint of heart. They’re for the hungry. Desperate. The ones who crave what society says is wrong. You’ve been warned. Open this book, and surrender yourself to the sins you’ve always fantasized about.

"Benjamin! I swear, I never cheated on you. I am a pure woman. I never let anyone touch me. Please, believe me." Charlotte was on her knees, begging her husband to believe her Innocence. But he only looked at her with anger and disgust in his eyes for her. "Do you think I am a fool? If you didn't cheat? If you are that innocent? How come you are pregnant? Is that the reason why you didn't let me touch you in four months of our marriage?" Benjamin yelled at her, hatred dipped from his eyes for Charlotte. "I don't know anything! But please, believe me. I never cheated on you." Charlotte cried, trembling with fear. "That's it! I can't live with an unfaithful woman. I am divorcing you. Get your ugly face out of my sight and never show me your face again, you slut." Without listening to her pleas, Benjamin slapped the divorce papers. ---------------- Charlotte was full of life. With so many dreams in her eyes, she was looking forward to having a bright future. Until an arrogant man laid his eyes on her. And everything changed in her life. She was forced to marry the man she hated the most. When she thought nothing worse could happen to her, she found out that she was pregnant. But how? She was still a virgin and she never let any man touch her?

In a realm where light survives only as a memory, and the flowers of sin bloom from ash, two souls defy what has already been written. Kael, the fallen warrior marked by demon blood and the ghosts of his past, has long abandoned the idea of redemption—believing only in battle. Rhea, the White Rose whose touch both heals and wounds, carries within her the final hope of a world collapsing under its own weight. When their paths cross, fate begins to unravel. Between power and desire lies a fragile balance where every touch becomes a choice and every word a sentence. But what happens when the price of salvation is the soul itself—and saving the world means losing each other? The White Rose of Damnation is a haunting dark-fantasy tale of sin, faith, and forbidden love—where purity is not innocence, but the last chance left before the end.

He needs an heir. She wants his head. Too bad the moon bound their souls in blood. After five brutal years of slavery under the North Claw Pack, Naya escapes — bruised, hunted, and burning for revenge. But freedom slips through her fingers when she collides with him. Kieran, an Alpha. a Monster. Her enemy. The male responsible for everything she lost.He should've killed her on sight. Instead, he buys her because fate is cruel. Because the mate bond doesn’t care about hate. And because only Naya’s touch can break the curse consuming him. She swore she’d destroy him. He swore no one else would ever touch her, Now, hate is the only thing holding them together and it’s not long before blood turns to obsession, and blades turn to need.

“I’ve been in hell for years, Bella. Trying to forget. Trying to do the right thing. Trying to be the man Victor thinks I am.” I stood up, closing the distance between us. “What if the right thing is being honest about what we both want?” He reached out, cupping my face with one large hand, his thumb stroking my cheekbone. The touch was gentle, completely at odds with the hunger in his eyes. “If I kiss you now,” he said hoarsely, “I won’t stop. I won’t be gentle. And I won’t be able to pretend anymore that you’re just Victor’s daughter.” “Good, I don’t want you to.” I leaned into his touch, my own hand coming up to cover his. “I don’t want you to pretend.”

He was my stepbrother. My rival. My biggest mistake. We swore it would never happen again. But when he moves back in, all grown up and twice as cruel, the rules start to crack. One look, and I’m ruined. One touch, and we’re back where we shouldn’t be. This time, if we fall there’s no pretending it doesn't mean something, especially when I bait him,and he gladly bites into the trap every time. “I'll be the only one to ever fuck you, hurt you, break you, heal you and touch you, if anyone else dares to look at what's mine, I'll fees them their spines myself” he whispers, his teeths digging into my ears as he thrust his throbbing cock into my weeping wet Pussy.

WARNING 18+ CONTAINS MATURE SCENES “Touch my throne and lose your hand. Touch her. . .and lose your soul.” • • • • • King Kaelric is cursed and his kingdom withers without the continuation of his bloodline. Thirty-two maidens were ritually prepared to carry his child and all thirty-two failed to conceive. His enemies sharpen their spears, and King Kaelric is scarred from battle, cold with a duty to protect his people. Elira, a slave girl with no memory of her past, shares a forbidden yet passionate night with the King and bears his seed. But when the pregnancy threatens her fragile life, Kaelric has to choose between the heir fated to restore his kingdom...or the slave who gave him something greater than a kingdom. • • • • • Cursed Bloodline is the first book in The Bloodline Series-a dark, steamy fantasy romance full of fated mates, sacrifice and twisted magic.

Due to my heightened sensitivity, even the slightest touch causes an uncontrollable reaction. My husband, concerned, sends me to the hospital for treatment. As I lie on the operating table, the attending doctor unexpectedly triggers a wave of intense response from me—right in front of my husband.

BLURB ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** You can’t force me to go with you,” I sneered. “I will carry you myself, Vanessa, if you insist on acting like a kid.” “I‘ll yell out for help, someone will hear.” “And sentence your loved ones to death? I think not,” he squinted. “What was their name again, Alena… Eugene" “Kai, don’t you dare touch my loved ones!” I said in gritted teeth as I walked closer to him, warning him, “Or else I will— He scoffed, and he grabbed my hand. “You will what? Huh?” Tears began to fall freely from my eyes. “Kia, don’t touch the ones I love!” I said in between tears. “We made a deal,” he said, grabbing my hands as I struggled to be free from his grip. “There is no going back. If you ever run away again, I won’t even give you a preview, you will attend the funeral of your loved ones.” his voice was dangerously low. Hot tears fell from my eyes. “I won’t touch you, so that you can suffer for your mistake,” he smirked. “You and I know, the pain is worse than death,” he said in a whisper. I closed my eyes and let tears cascade down my cheeks. I now understood what I had done. Understood that I had made a deal with the monster who was once my lover. I was foolish to think he had changed.

"She threw her head back as he buried his lips into her neck tasting her, Cole's touch was all she craved and she could not keep herself from wanting more, no matter how hard she tried to stay away from him…"