A LOVE FORBIDDEN Jake Evans was the kind of guy every girl in high school wanted but no one could keep. With his effortlessly tousled dark hair, piercing blue eyes, and a smirk that could make anyone weak in the knees, he was the definition of a heartbreaker. Cocky, confident, and always in control, he never took love seriously-until he met the one woman he could never have. Helen Carter had been teaching English at Ridgewood High for only a year, but she already had a reputation for being both strict and mesmerizing. At twenty-six, she was young, beautiful, and intelligent, with a mysterious air that made people wonder about the life she had before becoming a teacher. The moment Jake walked into her classroom, something inside her shifted. His playful arrogance, the way he leaned back in his chair with a knowing smirk, and those intense eyes that lingered on her longer than they should-Helen knew she was in trouble. She fell first. But she was a teacher. He was a student. And no matter how much her heart longed for him, she couldn't cross that line. Jake, on the other hand, had never cared about rules, and for the first time in his life, he found himself drawn to someone who wasn't easily swayed by his charm. He flirted shamelessly, testing her resolve, enjoying the way her breath hitched whenever he got too close. Yet, no matter how much he teased, Helen never let her guard down. As the school year progressed, strange things started happening. Shadows moved when no one was there, dreams felt too real, and whispers echoed in the wind. Helen had always known there was something different about Ridgewood, something magical lurking beneath the surface. What she didn't expect was for Jake to be part of it. A truth long buried began to resurface-Jake wasn't just an ordinary boy. He was part of something much bigger, something ancient and powerful. And Helen, whether she wanted to be or not, was connected to him in ways neither of them could understand. The closer they got, the harder it became for Helen to deny her feelings. But just when she thought she could control it, danger arrived. A force from the past, tied to both of them, threatened to destroy everything. A love as forbidden as theirs wasn't just a problem-it was a curse. Now, with enemies closing in and the truth unraveling, Jake and Helen must decide if love is worth the fight. For Helen, breaking the rules could mean losing everything she worked for. For Jake, proving his love wasn't just another game-it was his destiny. In a world where magic and fate intertwine, where love is both a blessing and a curse, Jake and Helen will have to defy everything, even time itself, to be together. But some love stories aren't meant to have happy endings. Or are they?
Chapter 1 House on fire
The air smelled like burnt wood and whiskey.
Jake Evans sat on the worn-out couch, staring at the cracked ceiling of their tiny house. The hum of the broken ceiling fan did little to drown out the sound of his father stumbling around the kitchen, searching for another bottle. It was always the same routine-Mark Evans would come home late, half-drunk, and finish the night completely wasted.
Jake had stopped caring.
A year ago, he might have been worried. He might have stayed up late, waiting for his dad to come home safely. But now? He just wanted the night to end.
"Where the hell is it?" his father muttered, slamming cupboard doors.
Jake didn't answer. He already knew what his father was looking for. The last bottle of whiskey had been emptied two nights ago, but he didn't have the heart to tell him.
The house was quiet except for his father's cursing.
Emily and Olivia were asleep upstairs-at least, he hoped they were. Olivia had learned to block out the noise with music, but Emily was still too young to understand why their father was always angry.
Jake ran a hand through his messy brown hair and exhaled. He hated nights like this.
Then, just as he was about to get up and check on his sisters, his father appeared in the doorway, his bloodshot eyes locking onto him.
"You took it, didn't you?" Mark slurred, staggering forward.
Jake clenched his jaw. "Took what?"
"My damn drink," his father growled. "You think I don't know what you're doing? Hiding shit from me like your mother used to?"
The mention of his mother made something sharp twist in Jake's chest.
She was gone. Left them a year ago, walked right out the door without so much as a goodbye. No warning, no explanation-just an empty closet and a note that simply said: I can't do this anymore.
Jake had hated her for that.
But he hated his father more for what happened after.
"You're drunk," Jake muttered, standing up. "Go to bed."
His father let out a bitter laugh. "You don't tell me what to do, boy."
Jake had heard it all before. He didn't even flinch as his father stepped closer, the stench of alcohol thick between them.
"She ruined everything," Mark whispered, his voice breaking for the first time. "Your mother... she was supposed to love us."
Jake didn't respond. He just watched as his father's anger faded into something hollow-something broken.
And for the first time in months, Jake saw it.
His father wasn't just drunk. He was lost.
A man drowning in his own pain, searching for something-anything-to numb it.
But Jake didn't have the energy to care.
He had his own pain to deal with.
And no one to help him through it.
Jake sat back down on the couch, his fists clenched. He could feel his father's eyes burning into him, but he refused to look up. He had learned a long time ago that meeting his father's gaze only made things worse.
"You think you're better than me?" Mark muttered, his voice thick with resentment.
Jake didn't answer. There was no point.
His father scoffed. "You walk around this house like you run things. Like you're the man now. But let me tell you something, boy-you're just a kid."
Jake's jaw tightened. He wanted to say something, to throw his father's words right back at him, but what was the use? Nothing he said would change the fact that Mark Evans had given up a long time ago.
The sound of glass shattering made Jake flinch. His father had thrown an empty bottle against the wall, the shards scattering across the floor.
"Clean that up," Mark ordered, already turning away. "And don't touch my shit again."
Jake watched as his father stumbled toward his bedroom, the door slamming shut behind him.
Silence.
Jake let out a slow breath and ran a hand down his face. He was tired-tired of the drinking, the fighting, the endless nights of pretending everything was fine when it wasn't.
But most of all, he was tired of feeling like this house was nothing more than a prison.
A soft whimper from the stairs made him turn.
Emily stood there, clutching her teddy bear to her chest. Her big brown eyes were wide with fear.
"Did Daddy break something again?" she asked in a small voice.
Jake forced a smile, though it felt hollow. "Yeah, but it's okay. Go back to bed, Em."
She hesitated. "You're not mad?"
Jake's heart clenched. Emily was only six, but she had already learned to read his moods. She had already learned that anger was dangerous.
"No," he said gently. "I'm not mad."
She studied him for a moment before nodding and disappearing up the stairs.
Jake waited until he heard her bedroom door close before getting up. He grabbed a broom from the corner of the kitchen and began sweeping up the broken glass. It wasn't the first time. It wouldn't be the last.
By the time he was done, exhaustion weighed heavy on his shoulders. He sat back down on the couch and stared at the ceiling again, listening to the quiet hum of the night.
One day, he told himself.
One day, he was going to get out of this house.
The morning came too soon.
Jake groaned as the sound of his alarm buzzed in his ears. His body felt heavy, his limbs sore from another night of restless sleep. He turned over, shutting off the alarm with a lazy slap before dragging himself out of bed.
He didn't have time to waste.
Yawning, he grabbed a wrinkled t-shirt from the floor and threw it on before heading to the small bedroom next door. Inside, Emily was curled up under her blanket, her tiny form rising and falling with each breath. Olivia, her older sister, was already half-awake, rubbing her eyes as she sat up in bed.
"Time to get up," Jake said, nudging Emily's shoulder.
She groaned, burying her face into her pillow. "Five more minutes..."
Jake smirked. "Yeah? And who's gonna walk you to school if you miss breakfast?"
That got her attention. Emily peeked up at him, her sleepy brown eyes wide with realization.
"You are!" she said quickly, throwing off her blanket.
Jake chuckled as she scrambled out of bed, already rushing to grab her clothes. Olivia, on the other hand, stretched and sighed.
"You look like hell," she muttered, standing up.
"Thanks, Liv," Jake said dryly.
She frowned, studying his face. "Dad was bad last night, huh?"
Jake shrugged. "Nothing new."
Olivia didn't press the subject, but Jake knew she was worried. At fourteen, she was old enough to understand what was going on, but young enough to still hope things would change.
Jake had given up on that hope a long time ago.
"Get dressed," he told them. "Breakfast in ten."
With that, he left them to it and made his way to the kitchen. The place was a mess-empty bottles on the counter, dirty dishes piled in the sink. He ignored it all, grabbing some bread and peanut butter. They didn't have much, but it would have to do.
By the time the girls joined him, he had their sandwiches packed and ready to go.
Emily grinned up at him. "You're the best, Jakey!"
"Yeah, yeah," he said, ruffling her hair. "Let's go before you make me late."
They left the house, stepping into the chilly morning air. Jake walked his sisters to their school, listening to Emily chatter about some new art project while Olivia stayed mostly quiet. Once they were safely inside, he turned back, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
His own school day was just beginning.
And he already knew it was going to be hell.
Chapter 1 House on fire
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Chapter 2 Moving with the wolf
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Chapter 3 Ridgewood High: New hunting ground
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Chapter 4 First Day, First conquest
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Chapter 5 The mysterious Miss Helen
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Chapter 6 Detention, or a Date
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Chapter 7 Stealing heart's and breaking rules
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Chapter 8 Flirting with trouble
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Chapter 9 Dangerous Desires
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Chapter 10 When home turns ashes
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Chapter 11 The fire between us
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Chapter 12 Ember of Anger
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Chapter 13 The weight of debt
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Chapter 14 A Deal with the Devil
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Chapter 15 Dangerous pact
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Chapter 16 Unyielding Resolve
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Chapter 17 Miss Helen's Quiet Concern
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Chapter 18 The breaking point 💔
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Chapter 19 Against the Dusk
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Chapter 20 Shadows of the past
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Chapter 21 Unspoken longings
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Chapter 22 Collateral Damage
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Chapter 23 A Torrent of Tears
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Chapter 24 A new Dawn
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Chapter 25 The promise of change
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Chapter 26 Ties that Bind
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Chapter 27 Reckoning at the Crossroads
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Chapter 28 The price of survival
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Chapter 29 The weight of desperation
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Chapter 30 The Storm Of Regret
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Chapter 31 Crossroad's Of Fate
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Chapter 32 Embracing the unknown
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Chapter 33 Shattered Reflexion
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Chapter 34 Breakout of boundage
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Chapter 35 The test will
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Chapter 36 Crucial junction
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Chapter 37 Siblings bond
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Chapter 38 Loosing everything
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Chapter 39 A Glimmer in Ashes
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Chapter 40 The Better Tomorrow
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