forbiddenlove

CONTENT WARNING: /This novel contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, strong language, and adult situations. Reader discretion is advised./ --- She ran from the devil who raised her… And married the one who wore a crown. After her parents’ tragic death, Lydia Andreyevna’s life became a nightmare. Stripped of her name, inheritance, and freedom by her uncle—Lord Alexander—she was treated like property and promised to a Count four times her age. Desperate to escape, she fled into the cold night… and straight into blood. A stranger. Wounded. Beautiful. Terrifying. She should’ve left him. But she didn’t. She touched him once—and fate branded her forever. Her uncle caught her the next morning. Her escape failed. But when she begged Queen Olga for protection, the Queen offered her a deadly bargain: Marry the masked Grand Duke of Zolotaria. The king’s hunting dog. The butcher of the East. The devil in a crown. The man feared by kings. The heir to the throne. The same man she once saved. Ivan Romanov. They say he bathes in blood. That he kills without blinking. That he conquered kingdoms with a smile behind a mask. That no one sees his face—and lives. Some call him the devil. Others call him Death’s favorite son. But behind the mask is the same man she found dying in the dark. The same voice that haunted her dreams. The same hands she once held. Now, he’s her husband. Her jailer. Her obsession. She doesn’t know if she’s his prisoner, or his weakness. Cold and untouchable, Ivan doesn’t share his bed. Doesn’t share his secrets. But she sees it—the hunger in his eyes. The pain in his silence. The way he looks at her like she’s the only thing keeping his demons at bay. She should fear him. She should hate him. But the moment she dares to take off his mask… it’s already too late. Because Ivan wants her—her fire, her body, her heart. And in his world, what he wants, he keeps. Even if it means burning down the kingdom. She thought she was running from hell. She ended up in his bed. And the most dangerous thing of all? She doesn’t want to leave. ___________________________________ Just a Heads-Up: The spicy stuff doesn't happen right away. It begins from chapter 28. This story takes its time setting the mood and building the connection first—trust the slow burn!

CONTENT WARNING: /This novel contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, strong language, and adult situations. Reader discretion is advised./ She was born to lie. He was born to enjoy it. Vivienne Moreau is a fox. A beautiful dangerous fox in a corset. A thief. A con artist. A seductress. She robs nobles blind, strips them of gold—and sometimes their trousers—just for fun. She sleeps with them to make the theft more… satisfying. Seduction? Her weapon. Theft? Her art. Lying? Second nature. Trust? Never. Love? That’s for fools. Chaos? Her favorite toy. This is her last job. One château. One golden horse worth more than she’s ever dreamed. One chance to vanish forever. Rich and alone. Her plan is simple: pretend to be a maid, steal the treasure, disappear. Easy. Simple. Foolproof. Then she meets Duke André Rousseau. Calm as glass, handsome, harmless-looking—but mad, bored, terrifying… and completely insane in a way that smells like obsession. He knows she’s a thief before she even steps across the gates. Every lie she plans, every trick she schemes, every insane impulse—he sees it. And he decides to play. He doesn’t want her arrested. He doesn’t want her caught. He wants her undone. To watch her spin, unravel, claw, scream—his predator turned prey. Vivienne thinks she’s the hunter. That she’s untouchable. That she’s in control. She isn’t. She’s his game. His obsession. His chaos made flesh. And in this war of greed, madness, and teeth-bared games… someone will break. Maybe her... Maybe him... Maybe both.

Elizabeth, after being saved, resumed the identity of Sir Tansi's stepdaughter, who had mysteriously passed away. She knew being his stepdaughter wasn't all he wanted. ______________ Elizabeth had the disease. She sleeps each night only to have her soul in another body. She never gained consciousness inside those bodies. Until one day. "I'm dead-" she slapped her hand over her mouth. The Mayor is dead. His lifeless body laid before her. She needed to leave immediately! Her eyes darted to the window. Knowing it was the Mayor's residence, his house was a five-story mansion. She wouldn't survive a fall. But she had to. She stepped close to the window, peering out to assess the distance- "If you fall, you'll die." A voice came from the shadows of the room. Elizabeth had never been so startled. She almost tripped over the window frame. It was dark, so she couldn't see who it was. The Mayor's brother. "I didn't do it on purpose, I swear!" Elizabeth's heart pounded, almost bursting from her chest. The voice chuckled richly. "It's never on purpose." "This will never happen again, I promise, just let me go, please." From the direction of his voice, Elizabeth could tell he was sitting down. The smell of cigarettes reached her nose. "That's not my problem now, eh?" Elizabeth heard a little tapping, probably dusting off his cigarette. "My question is… how'd you gain consciousness inside the body?" Elizabeth hadn't had time to consider that yet. She just wanted to be safe first. The man continued. "And how'd you get here?" he said. "There's a lot of concoctions around the mansion to prevent your kind from entering." She wasn't about to respond when she clearly didn't know the answer. But then something clicked, and she asked, "Why didn't you stop me?" "That wouldn't be fun now, would it?" he said with a chuckle. "Security will be here in about five minutes. You can choose to follow me or jump.” _____ Author's Note: I'm not new here, I lost my old account. If you could read 5 chapters before leaving I'll appreciate it.

They say the body has memory. I didn’t believe that until I started waking up soaked in sweat and c*m, my heart racing, my fingers trembling, my lips parted as if I’d been whispering his name in sleep. But I never even knew his real name. I remember his voice though, how it curled around me like smoke, soft and deep, commanding yet kind, dark and dangerous. He never touched me. Never laid a hand on me. But I came so hard, I cried. Now, every night, I crave it. That voice. That whisper that made my knees weak. That sin I never thought I’d want. I thought I was straight. Now, I’m not even sure I’m sane. And I think I’d ruin myself just to hear it again. For 25 years, Zayn lived in a world of straight expectations, dating girls, chasing pleasure that always ended in silence and frustration. Sex was a routine, not release. Until one bored night, chasing a thrill, he said yes to something different. A man in a club offered him more than money, he offered a secret, a night of satisfaction like he’d never known. But when Zayn entered that hotel room, he didn’t expect him, the rich, cold, dangerously alluring heir of a conservative empire, whose father publicly condemns everything he hides in the dark. What started as a one-night experiment turned into a dangerous addiction. Without a single touch, Zayn was broken open, undone, and made to scream, cry, and beg, only through sound. Now, even back home, Zayn trembles when he hears his voice in dreams, in memory, in madness. His sheets are always wet. His nights are restless. His body wants more. And the worst part? He's starting to want him, too. 18+ WARNING This story contains explicit male-male content, intense erotic scenes, and psychological seduction. If you're not ready for a world where a voice can break you, proceed cautiously. Read at your discretion.

Condemned as a sinner for healing the poor, Leena is forced to flee India with only her maid and a secret medical box. In the forests of Tang China, she saves a dying man—unaware he is Li Wei, the Seventh Prince of the empire. Caught between exile and conspiracy, Leena becomes entangled in palace secrets, enemies in disguise… and a prince whose heart should never be hers. She was never meant to enter his world. Now, leaving might cost her life. Will Li Wei sacrifice his crown to protect the woman who saved him?

[Fanaa (n.) destruction of self, destroyed in love.] An ancient curse, a never-ending war, and a fate sealed by the gods themselves. This is a story of forbidden love, shattered friendships, and a desire that turned to hatred, all punished by the Almighty. But how did it all begin? And more importantly, how can it ever end? Saori Claude Moon, a young woman with a simple goal, embarks on a journey that will change her life forever. To fulfill their late grandmother's last wish, she enters the tournament with her younger brother and two cousins in a world not their own, And unaware of her charm being a magnet of royal bloods. As she navigates this new world, Saori finds herself the target of envy and resentment, for the power she wields is a force to be reckoned with. Little does she know that this small adventure will lead her on a quest to uncover a truth far greater than she could ever imagine.

Odette thought her world ended the night her father was murdered. Blind, sheltered, and suddenly powerless, she’s thrown into the hands of Evander, the cold, ruthless Alpha who ordered her father’s death. Evander rules with iron control, feared as both Alpha of his pack and Boss of the underworld. He doesn’t believe in love. He doesn’t believe in mates. But the moment Odette enters his life, she awakens the instincts he’s spent years silencing. She swears she hates him. He insists he doesn’t need her. Yet every glance, every breath, every clash of wills threatens to break them both. A dangerous bond ties them together, one born of blood, power, and a desire neither of them can escape. Will Odette remain a prisoner in his world, or will she become the one thing Evander cannot control?

“He says I belong to him. My soul stirs whenever he’s near, my wolf claws to break free just to reach him. But I am not his and I refuse to be. Destiny may call it fate, but I call it a curse. And I will fight it with every breath I have.” Adrian Carter has it all—an empire, a bride, and a destiny carved by his ruthless Alpha father. But beneath the mask of perfection lies a dangerous secret: Adrian is an omega. Female omegas are scorned. A male omega? That’s an anomaly. An Alpha’s son being one? A disgrace. To silence gay scandals and secure a billion-dollar merger, Adrian agrees to an arranged marriage. But on the eve of his wedding, one reckless night with two strangers leaves him ruined. By dawn, he is undone. By the altar, he is shattered. Because one of those men now stands before him, introduced as his bride’s brother. When discovered that this chance encounter had left him pregnant for the man he hated the most, Adrian is in a rage. Torn between the crown and duty, his forbidden desires, lies and lust and the two men who could destroy or save him, Adrian must choose: Bite. Bleed. Or Bow. When the outcast becomes king… what’s left for the prince who turned him away? Though it begins with the tenderness of a modern romance, this story unfolds into a world of hybrid Lycans, wolves and witches, where bloodlines and pack politics are as dangerous as desire. Expect fated mates, dark power struggles and an omega prince caught between sworn enemies.

Note: I'll be posting this story on https://www.royalroad.com/profile/820403/fictions and Dreame App “You shouldn’t be out here tonight.” The words weren’t a warning—they were a vow. Vincent Moretti’s voice was low, steady, carrying the weight of a man used to bending the world to his will. To Jennifer Lawrence, it felt like both a shield and a cage. At twenty-three, Jennifer has only ever known survival. Abandoned to an orphanage, dropped out of school at seventeen, she grew up with no family, no future, and no way out. The streets became her battlefield, and the night her cruelest master. Selling pieces of herself kept her alive, but it hollowed her—leaving a woman who aches for love yet no longer believes she deserves it. Vincent, thirty-four, has everything except peace. A billionaire built on discipline and ruthlessness, his empire gleams while his heart fractures. A bitter divorce threatens not only his fortune but the legacy his family name was built on. And then—in the middle of a storm—he meets Jennifer. Not as a client, but as a man whose brokenness recognizes her own. Their worlds should never touch. His is a golden cage of wealth and expectation; hers, a shadowed fight for dignity. But the spark between them is too fierce to ignore—dangerous, consuming, forbidden. Society will condemn it. His name could be destroyed. And her past might ruin them both. Yet in the ashes of what they’ve lost, love may be the only thing powerful enough to save them…or burn them alive.

18+(Contains Dark Themes) __ "That doesn't make this okay," I breathed. "I'm married. Why are you even interested in me?" He leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear. "I found a drop-dead gorgeous woman holding back tears at my welcome party." His fingers crept under the hem of my sweatshirt. "Interested? Catherine, can't you see I'm obsessed?" **** When Catherine Holloway’s gets drunk at a gala, she wakes up tangled in the sheets, and the arms of her estranged stepson, Soren Ashford. The dangerously alluring Lycan has always been a distant shadow in her life… until now. Their chemistry is raw, relentless, and ruinous. But when she discovers she’s pregnant, his dismissal destroys her before she could let him know: "It was just an affair.” Exiled and disgraced, Catherine rebuilds her life from nothing, until Soren returns a year later. Hungrier. Possessive. Unhinged. He’ll burn fortunes, break alliances, and slaughter every enemy who dares stand between them. Because Catherine isn’t just his stepmother anymore. She’s his obsession. And this time, he’s not just asking for forgiveness. He’s taking her back.

I never believed in magic… until it dragged me out of my dorm room and threw me into a world where wolves rule, humans are prey, and the most dangerous Alpha alive decides I should live. He’s Kairo — king, ruthless, untouchable, and infuriatingly arrogant. He doesn’t believe in love,especially not with a human, and he doesn’t tolerate weakness. And yet, somehow, he spared me when the rest of his court demanded my execution. Now I’m trapped in his kingdom, caged by prophecy, hunted by enemies, and forced to play a role I don’t understand. Every day is a test — one wrong move and I die. And Kairo? He’s watching, judging, mocking… and maybe, just maybe, feeling something he refuses to name. I should hate him. I should run. But the closer I get to surviving him, the more I realize that staying alive might also mean falling for the one man I can never trust. I couldn't fall in love not in a realm where supernatural creatures and humans being in love was seen as treason. Welcome to a world of power, danger, and desire. I hope you survive it.

Haunted by the lives he's taken. Determined to escape the life planned for her. Their survival is based on trust- but trust may be the very thing that gets them killed.

when the world gets over throned by mutated humans who called themselves quaristins, humans become pets, slaves even to this beings. sleeping in cages, held with leashes, eating scrap and serving a masters every need becomes humans normal. •••••• Dina has know no other life and knew one day that will be hers too but somehow her own master turns out to be kind and caring or at least that's what she chooses to believe. Kayik has always know that in life, quaristins are masters and humans are slaves and they can never ever be equals, so he knows he shouldn't feel what he does for his little slave but he does and he can't help it. can there be any other relationship between a quaristin and a human but that of masters and slaves or will this be the beginning of something new? excerpt: I am a slave and I have a master. But my Master as you can see , he is different,like what kind of master apologizes to his slave.Some might call me privileged. I have my own room, my own personal space,good meals served by servant who I must add are quaristins themselves, books and freedom others are could only dream of..... ......Now the best life a human can live is a life like mine, privileged in slavery.

A witch who hides as an apothecary. An Alpha cursed by the moon. One prophecy says she must kill him, yet every touch makes her want to save him. They say witches and werewolves are born to kill each other. But what happens when one touch feels like salvation instead of destruction? What happens when the only person who can destroy you is also the only one you can’t resist?

She never believed in destiny— until one reckless night changed everything. A foreign land. A stranger with eyes that felt too familiar. A one night stand. A moment that was never meant to last... yet refused to fade. Two years later, she goes to her mom boyfriend home—only to find her world colliding with a past she thought she’d left behind. Love turns into silence. Guilt turns into fire. And fate… has its own cruel sense of humor. Some truths are better left buried. Because when destiny plays its game, no one escapes unscathed.

In a world where curses are stronger than prayers and fate binds even the unwilling, there lived a witch whose childhood was stolen by cruelty and superstition. From the moment she was marked by ancient magic, her life was no longer her own. Her curse was merciless: every wound, every ache, every suffering of the nearest human would become her torment. Blood spilled on another’s skin would echo across her own body. Grief in another’s heart would drown her soul in despair. She was forced to carry the agony of others, chained to humanity’s pain though she had long been rejected by it.

“You want me back now, Ethan?” I laughed softly, though it sounded nothing like joy. “After your pack chained me, called me a spy, and nearly executed me? After you marked me by deceit, caged me, treated like a slave and made me believe I was nothing?” His eyes glistened, his voice cracking. “Soraya, please… let me make it right.” The wind shifted, the Moon casting her light on me like a crown. “You can’t fix what you destroyed,” I said. “You wanted to own me, Ethan. But the tide has turned.” I stepped closer, my power humming through the air. “I belong to no one.” --- Once, Soraya believed in love. Once, she thought Ethan Vander—billionaire CEO and cursed heir of the Silverfang Pack—was her destiny. But love became a cage, and destiny became a curse. Ethan was born with a curse: any wolf who bonded with him was doomed to die. Yet his father, desperate to end the curse, demanded a sacrifice—his first mate’s life in exchange for the curse. The blade was already chosen. Soraya had already been marked. On the night of their bonding, fate revealed its cruel truth. The Moon priestess exposed Soraya’s hidden blood—she was wolf-born, the Alpha’s daughter of Blackwood, the pack that once hunted her from birth for carrying the mark of the moon which they called a curse,and also a rival pack to Silverfang. Branded a spy, she was claimed as Ethan’s prisoner… and there, she discovered the final cruelty: She was carrying his child. But when the Moon finally answered her call, Soraya awakened. Her power rose like silver flame, ancient and unstoppable. The gift once called a curse became her crown. Now, both Blackwood and Silverfang want her—one to tame her, the other to claim her. But Soraya belongs to no one. And neither Silverfang nor Blackwood was ready for what Soraya became. --- "Your pack destroyed my life, exiled our mother and me, killed her, and now… because of you, they’ve killed Maya — the only family I had left. And you expect me to trust you?" "Soraya, I understand..." Kael tried to say but I cut him off. "No. You don’t understand. I will never trust my safety, or my child's with you, or with anyone from Blackwood. Don’t look for us again, Kael. Go back to your pack." He swallowed hard. "The Silverfang won’t stop looking for you. You need me." "I don’t," I said, voice steady even as my chest burned. "Tell your father this: he took everything from me. And one day, he’ll pay in blood." I turned away, clutching my son close as hot tears stung my eyes. --- Soraya’s journey is not just one of survival, but of awakening—of a woman who refuses to be broken, of a wolf who will not be caged. This is a story of betrayal and curses, but also of love, sacrifice, and the fire of a mother who will protect her child at any cost. --- Reader’s Note: This book contains mature themes, including intense romance and occasional erotic scenes. Reader discretion is advised. If you’re ready to step into a world of forbidden love, blood oaths, and a heroine who will rise from exile to shake the foundations of two rival packs—then welcome to Alpha’s Daughter.

Born in the Dark City’s blood arena, Mirelle was trained to kill—or die entertaining the crowd. She refused. Mercy made her the crowd’s favorite—and the owner’s problem. With Kirella, the guard meant to keep her caged, she runs. Together they cross a city ruled by the dark powers. Most monsters on the Dark side—bound by fear, coin, or twisted faith—hunt them for favor. Whispers speak of a hidden shrine and a relic called the Happiness Light—a spark said to open gates and break collars. From alleys to tunnels, from monster wards where even “beasts” protect their own, Mirelle and Kirella choose each other first. Clean slow-burn romance, close-quarters fights, and small cliffhangers every chapter—until they reach the last border and leave Elyka’s darkness behind.

Tokyo after midnight -- where lonely and the dangerous path cross . Ami Takahara , a single mother working part time to raised her son , saves a mysterious from the dangerous alley . The women's touched is cold ,her gaze sharper than moon light. Their meeting sparks a contract neither can escape -- one of hunger ,blood an desire . . Written by AkaAkibi