Forbiddenlove Stories

A teen monster will stop at nothing to get power, even if that means eating the forbidden fruit that will forever bind her to the keeper of death itself. ***** After rejecting the Wolf King and refusing to be his docile, powerless bride, Korin escapes into the mountains in search of forbidden fruit. And while the legends say that anyone who eats the fruit will be enslaved to the keeper of death itself, Korin is confident she can become something more. Because the power that comes with being queen of the underworld is everything she craves, as she'll finally be able to destroy the society that ripped her werewolf identity from her soul. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION The Bro Code says to leave no bro behind... But what happens when you have to choose between love and friendship? ***** Nick Maguire would never betray his best friends, Carter and Austin, by breaking The Bro Code, and he knows they'd never do that either. They've got each other's backs. That is, until Carter's sister, Eliza, returns from Australia. Unfortunately, Eliza is basically incredible, and Nick almost immediately falls head over heels. The two begin to form an undeniable bond that crackles with electricity - and spells a whole lot of trouble. Nick is about to find out that codes are made to be broken. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

They had been in an arranged marriage for more than a year. For her, it was nothing more than a convenience, and for him, it was completely loveless. Everything was going as usual-two lives under the same roof, but staying in different rooms. He went on long business trips and buried himself in work just to avoid being near her. He kept telling himself that he hated her, and he forced his mind to believe it. But then, something changed. He tried to keep up the act, but his heart was no longer listening to him. It didn't belong to him anymore; it belonged to her. He wanted to stay cold, but his own heart refused to obey his commands. No matter how much he claimed to hate her, his heart finally fought back, refusing to hate the one person it was meant to love. Finally, he found himself falling for his wife all over again. But what about her? Will she finally accept the man who waited for her for more than a decade? The man who has only ever loved her, whose very existence finds its purpose in her, and whose heart beats with only one rhythm which reminds him everytime - SIRF TUM❤️ Sirf Tum. Only Her. _._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._ | Dreamy • Devoted • Enternal | Welcome to my book, Sirf Tum: Only Her ★★★

He executed her once. Now Elara has returned three years before her death - forced back into the empire that betrayed her, and engaged once again to the emperor who signed her execution. This time, she swears: Never trust Kael Varethis. Never fall for him again. But the man who once watched her die is no longer the same. Kael remembers. The ruthless emperor now shadows her every step, destroys anyone who threatens her, and looks at her like losing her once already ruined him. Elara came back to survive. She didn't expect an emperor obsessed with keeping her alive. But in a palace filled with secrets, prophecy, and bloodstained fate... the most dangerous thing she can do is love the man who killed her.

|• Maybe God engraved Mandira & Andhkansh together FOREVER ❤︎ •| PROFESSOR × STUDENT "As if angels whispered their names together in the stars." It was her engagement... To the younger son of the BEDI family-heir to one of India's most powerful advertising empires. Mandira arrived to meet her soon-to-be family, nerves fluttering-until her future father-in-law introduced her to another member of the Bedi household... As their eyes met and hands joined in greeting- A chill danced up her spine. Her hands trembled. Her eyes widened. And the man before her? He stumbled back in shock. But why? "Because it was him!" Some truths you try to forget... But destiny never does. ✨ Open the pages and walk with Mandira... to discover who he really was. 💋

"Yeah, I, I, I hate that I made you love me Sorry if I made me your type Yeah, I, I hate that I made you love me 'Cause I barely tried, yeah, I, I, I"

Being around Charles Leclerc should come with a warning label: Heart hazard. Emotional whiplash. Excessive charm. Occasional Ferrari-level chaos. These are the moments you didn't see on TV - the teasing, the tension, the almost-kisses, the arguments, and every version of what if? that happens between you and him. Each chapter is a standalone snapshot. A different universe. A different way of knowing him - or not knowing him at all. But always the same Charles. Always the same electricity. Romantic. Chaotic. Tender. More than Monaco.

Draco x Reader fanfic - A Hufflepuff falls in love with a Slytherin. Y/N's journey began at the start of a new school year at Hogwarts. Both she and Draco were pure-bloods, and she took pride in her heritage. She already expected to be sorted into Hufflepuff, just like her parents, who had met at Hogwarts and were both proud members of that house. When the Sorting Ceremony began and each student was placed into one of the four houses, Y/N couldn't help but glance toward the well-known Draco Malfoy. To her surprise, when she looked at him, he was already looking back at her. However, he never spoke to her in the same way he did when addressing Harry Potter. All rights belong to J.K. Rowling.

✦ Dark Romance | Forced Marriage | Obsession ✦ The first time she came to my house, she was five years old. She held my sister's hand, walked past me, and didn't even notice I existed. But I noticed her. Every laugh. Every careless smile. Every stupid ribbon in her hair. I lost a cricket match that day because I couldn't stop adoring her. A year later, she called me *bhaiya.* Everyone thought it was cute. I didn't eat for two days. She forgot about it the next morning. I didn't. To her, I was always just her best friend's older brother. To me, she was the only thing in the world that ever made sense. Years later, I married her. Yes, she hates me for it. But hatred is still a kind of attention. And I've waited my entire life for her attention. Sakshi Malhotra was never meant to belong to anyone else. She just hasn't realized it yet.

When Willow made a deal with a reaper to save her little brother, she never expected to end up as one's bloodbag. Or, as Jack likes to call her, 𝙋𝙚𝙩. Join Willow on her journey as she discovers the hidden supernatural world that has been right under her nose for longer than she even remembers. One where love is forbidden and can get you killed. And pray to Death for her soul, because 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯, she's gonna need it. "I love you," Jack smiled. They looked at each other for what felt like a decade. "...No. No you don't." Willow rolled her eyes. "It seemed like the part of our fight where I should say it," he smirked, only making her anger rise. "Why are you doing this?" His expression faltered for a second as he heard the fear in her voice. "Treating me like this? Do you hate me or something? Or do you just not care if I live or die?" His eyes widened briefly before he shook his head. "I don't hate you, or want you to die. But I can't like you either. Humans live a short life, I live forever." He paused, taking a breath. "I can't let myself get attached to someone that will just die on me, or put you in danger," Jack sighed, scratching his neck. Something in his voice made Willow believe this wasn't his words, but rather, words he had been told. "𝑨 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒆." 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍. "𝑰𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉," 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅, 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒆, "𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉." Parts 1-2-3 of the Reaper's Pet trilogy

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He was supposed to be off-limits. She was never supposed to be his. In a world of wealth, power, and dangerous lies, falling for the wrong person might be the most dangerous thing of all. Mon Cheri - Book 1 of The Endearment Series.

Born beneath the same tide, Tsireya was cherished by the sea, while her twin sister, Gianna, was feared by it. With her pale skin and white hair, Gianna was ignored and rejected by the Metkayina as a child, seen as an omen rather than a person. When she befriends Lo'ak Sully, the two form a bond based on mutual neglect and a quiet understanding. But love becomes forbidden, jealousy fractures families and superstition turns cruel. Exile, war and sacrifice follow. Started: 01/17/2026 Ended:? Disclaimer I do not own Avatar, Avatar: The Way of Water, or any of the canon characters featured in this story. All canon characters belong to James Cameron and Lightstorm Entertainment. Gianna (Gia) is my original character. This story is written for creative and entertainment purposes. Number 1 in #nextgeneration Number 1 in #avatar Number 1 in #loakxoc Number 1 in #hopeafterloss Number 1 in #avatarfanfiction Number 1 in #avatarthewayofwater Number 1 in #tragedy Number 1 in #loak

She was once Varren's wife. Then a witch's curse, betrayal, and a broken marriage tore them apart. After finding love with Kael, Snowra discovers that second chances don't always mean choosing between two hearts. With dragons, witches, two kingdoms, and two very different princes, Snowra may have found a future she never imagined. Sometimes love doesn't ask you to choose.

Idol's Sweetheart Book-1 Love wasn't a part of the job description. He was the voice everyone heard and I was the silence behind it. Secrets, late night rehearsals, quiet glances and somewhere in between I broke the first rule. I fell for him. © Lily_rue

Alyrie has never been anyone of consequence. A shopkeeper's daughter in Oldtown, raised on borrowed books and half-true stories, she has spent her whole life reading about dragons rather than ever expecting to stand before one. But when the call goes out from Dragonstone - bastards of dragon's blood invited to claim what the Targaryens no longer can - she abandons the only life she's ever known and walks into legend on foot, disguised, alone, and utterly unqualified by any measure but her own stubbornness. What she finds in the limestone cliffs at the edge of the Reach isn't the dragon everyone else is chasing. It's the one nobody has ever managed to find at all. Captured behind enemy lines, she stumbles upon a knight whose quiet honour and unshakable decency make her question everything she thought she knew about the men on the other side of this war. Between the oath she's sworn and the thing her heart won't let go of, Alyrie will have to choose.

"You were supposed to be the one person I could never love." "And now?" "Now you're the one person I can't imagine losing." He is the eldest son,the responsible one, bound to his family, their legacy, and every expectation placed on his shoulders. She is the one woman who refuses to bow to any of it. Their marriage begins as a battle of wills, but behind the walls of the old haveli, resentment slowly turns into something neither of them can control. ----- "Your family will never accept me." "They're not the ones I brought you here for." She has no powerful family name to protect her. Just a failing business, crushing debts, and people closing in on everything she built. Sheheryaar brings her into his world, offering her the one thing she desperately needs-protection. But his family sees her as beneath him, someone who could never belong beside a man like him. And Sheheryaar doesn't care. Two brothers. Two women. One family bound by blood, secrets, and traditions older than any of them. Behind the gates of the haveli are whispered conversations, buried truths, family rivalries, marriages built on obligation, and secrets that were never meant to surface. Because in this family, love is dangerous. And sometimes, the people closest to you are the ones you should fear the most. ---- "You really think you can walk into this family and nothing will change?" Meher looked at Faris across the table. "I never said that." "Then what are you expecting?" She was quiet for a moment. "I don't know." Faris looked away, jaw tight. Across the room, Rameen watched them before her eyes shifted to Sheheryaar. He had barely said a word all evening, but somehow seemed to notice everything. "You're quiet," she said. "I'm listening." "To what?" His gaze met hers. "Everything."

"Bring forth the criminal!" The executioner's voice rings across the square. A beautiful woman is escorted gently toward the execution platform. None of the guards dare lay a hand upon her. She walks willingly, her head held high, her face devoid of fear. The crowd watches in silence. "Before you all stands the King's concubine, Lady Freya, of the House of Ghilru, servant of Lotus." Freya ascends the platform. She wears a black dress of her own choosing, its dark fabric flowing behind her like mourning made visible. She gathers its hem in her hands as she steps onto the wooden platform, her expression remaining composed. She scans the crowd. Then her eyes settle upon the King. Xillian sits upon his elevated seat, entirely at ease. He takes a slow bite from a red fruit in his hand. The fading light of the evening catches the gold and silver rings adorning his fingers. Freya's gaze hardens. There is no fear in it. Only contempt. The two guards beside her gently urge her toward the executioner's block. "She has been convicted of infidelity against His Royal Majesty and insubordination against the throne. By decree of the King, she is to be executed at once by beheading!" The proclamation echoes across Kortez. A death sentence pronounced before her lover, Kazamogan Yarmine. In the historical world of Almult Wielders and Warheads, where power is drawn like a sword and every alliance comes at a price, the greatest battles are not always fought with steel.

His Royal Heart The future king of Astravelle has everything the world could ever admire-power, wealth, unmatched strength, and a crown waiting to be claimed. But behind Prince Zee Valerius's cold and untouchable exterior lies a heart that has long forgotten how to love. Everything begins to change when Nunew Everhart, a kind-hearted young attendant with an angelic smile, enters the royal castle. As their worlds slowly intertwine, an unexpected bond begins to blossom. But love inside the palace comes at a price. Hidden enemies, dangerous secrets, and a ruthless battle for the throne threaten to tear them apart. When duty clashes with the heart, will the future king choose his kingdom... or the one person who changed his life forever?

Ready to fight for her life in the Arena, Elara freezes. She spots a familiar figure isolated in the crowd. Zareth is there. Watching her. Guarding her. He is ready to risk everything and break every arena rule; just to keep her safe. From the moment he first appeared in her dreams, he felt like destiny. Pulled towards him by an invisible thread, Elara loses herself in his chocolate brown eyes. She knows there is no escape. A forbidden fantasy romance filled with high stakes magic, dangerous arenas, and fated destiny. Updates weekly!