ForbiddenLove Novel

"Your ethics professor? The one who failed you three times? He’s your ‘Mephistopheles.’

‘Sit down, Callie,’ he purrs, sliding cash across the bar.

You gape—*this* is the sugar daddy who paid you to meet?

He smirks, sharp as a scalpel. ‘Failed you ‘cause you’re *scared* of your own wants.’

‘This is wrong,’ you snarl.

‘Is it?’ He leans in, green eyes burning. ‘Or is it the first honest choice you’ve made all semester?’

"My new husband’s son? That’s *my* ex. And he knows about the baby I buried.

‘Mother,’ he purrs, leaning in like he owns the silk on my skin. ‘Fate’s got one hell of a punchline, huh, Liv?’

‘Get out,’ I snarl, but he’s already tracing the wedding ring he hates—*his father’s* ring.

‘You think I didn’t know? When Dad said he was marrying some Olivia Chen? I tracked you. Watched you. Waited.’

Sleep tight, Olivia. Daddy’s in Tokyo. And my stepson? He’s right outside my door."

"HE WAS SENT TO SPY ON HER. SHE'LL MAKE HIM BEG TO STAY."

"You know why you're really here," she whispers, lips brushing his ear. "To seduce me."

Evan Mitchell thought his assignment was simple: Monitor Richard Winters' rebellious daughter. Report back. Don't get attached.

But Alexandra Winters plays by her own rules—and the listening device under her desk proves this game is dirtier than he imagined.

"Stay late tonight," she commands, watching his blush spread. "Serve me properly."

THE EXECUTIVE GAME — Coming Soon

"She married a brother… but wasn’t born a sister."

Thornfield Manor holds more than secrets—it guards a bloodline twisted by fire, fraud, and a love that defies death. "Twenty years ago, we buried you," his voice hisses. "I’m not who you think I am," she whispers. Seven brothers. One locked attic. A music box that plays for the dead. When the portrait is uncovered, the real horror emerges: she’s the heir they killed to hide. "Some family bonds are written in blood… others in lies." Can you survive the truth?

"Her mother’s life for her silence. His mother’s money for her lies."

Harper took the job to spy on Gideon Blackwood. What she found? A mansion of secrets, a man who sees through her act, and a pregnancy that ties them to a legacy of blood.

"Your sister’s treatment stops if you fail me," his mother hisses.

He corners her in the library, eyes blazing. "You think I don’t know who sent you? Who you’re really working for?"

A hidden safe. A vial of poison. A truth that turns "I do" into a death sentence.

"Some families are built on love. This one? Built on bodies."

Can she outrun the woman who owns her… or the man who’s already stolen her heart?

"One night. No names. No strings.

Until the mask comes off—and your one-night fantasy walks into the boardroom as your new CEO.

She’s the marketing executive who dared to let loose. He’s the ruthless tycoon who can’t forget her touch. Lines will blur. Rules will shatter. And when their secret blows up, they’ll have to choose: power… or each other.

This isn’t just a fling. It’s a collision of desire and destiny.

You won’t see the end coming."

"Her fake tears still glisten—while his hands memorize the curve of her spine.

'Destroy Cassian Thorne'—her mother’s last words.
His secret? He knew she was lying. From the first 'brother' she whispered.

Cassian, 'You think you’re here to hunt me? Sweet girl… you’re my favorite prey.'
Maeve, 'I came for justice. Now I’m drowning in the man I swore to ruin.'

The family tree’s rotting from the roots. And when the real sister crawls out of hiding?

This isn’t a lie anymore. It’s a blood pact.

How do you kill the man who’s already let you poison his veins?"

"You still don't remember that night? The night that's burned into my memory."

"You... you're my mother's new fiancé's son."

"More than just your stepbrother." He chuckled lowly. "I'm also your baby's father."

She woke from a night of drunkenness to find herself pregnant, the father's identity a mystery;
He closed in step by step, trapping her in this twisted family marriage with tenderness and scheming.

When the truth unraveled, she realized—this was no accident, but a meticulously plotted deal of "stepson stealing his stepmother's daughter-in-law."

She carried his child, yet he demanded her marriage in exchange for freedom.

Forbidden desires, manipulation, lust, stepfamily entanglements—a wild game of power and passion has only just begun...

"Think she's the prey? No, she's the hunter."

Trapped in His Madness — A deadly game of psychological manipulation!

"Five years in captivity, a thousand calculations, her revenge has only just begun..."

Gabriel Sterling, genius psychiatrist, a demon who controls minds.
Vivienne Hart, his "perfect patient," secretly weaving a net he'll never escape.

The pills are fake, obedience is an act, even his "control" is a trap of her design!
🪞 Who is the reflection in the mirror? What secrets hide in the cracks of memory?

"When the prey bites back, the hunter's scream is the sweetest music."

— Truth? Lies? Who is truly mad?

He was her fallen warrior, once guided to paradise. Now he’s marked for final death, and the Valkyrie who loved him must choose: obey the gods… or burn their order to save him. She defied the divine to find him. He barely remembers her. But in a realm where fallen spirits rot and gods lie, their love might be the only rebellion that matters.

He wanted a proxy for his dead bride. She needed a miracle for her dying mother.

In the thorns of Blackthorn Manor, their fake contract blooms into something lethal—with lies like poison, scars like promises, and a truth that could drown them all. How do you escape a love that burns hotter than revenge?