Who Is The Author Of Berries And Greed?

Eve knew she shouldn't take a bite of the fruit. But some stories are too captivating to ignore. Welcome to Forbidden Fruits of Eden, a collection of enchanting stories filled with attraction, longing, unforgettable encounters, and connections that leave a lasting mark. Within these pages, hearts race, emotions run deep, and every chapter offers a glimpse into moments that change everything. From chance meetings and lingering glances to relationships that grow more intense with every page, each story explores the bonds that draw people together and the choices that shape their journeys. If you enjoy stories that are bold, captivating, and written for adult readers, you'll find something waiting among the branches of Eden. Take a bite and discover the stories hidden within.

When I was seven, my father brought home a beautiful lady who gave me a mango. That day, my mother watched me happily eating the mango while she signed her name on the divorce papers. After that, she jumped off the roof of our building. From then on, mangoes became the nightmare of my life. So on my wedding day, I told my husband, Alan Holt, "If you ever want a divorce, just give me a mango." Alan pulled me into his arms, quiet. From then on, mangoes became off-limits for him, too. On Christmas Eve of our fifth year of marriage, Alan's childhood sweetheart, Larissa Fennimore, left a mango on his desk at the office. The very same day, Alan announced he was cutting ties with Larissa and fired her from the company. That day, I truly believed he was the man I was meant to be with. Half a year later, I flew back from overseas, having just closed a partnership deal worth about 200 million dollars. At the celebration dinner, Alan handed me a drink. After I had finished half the glass, his so-called childhood sweetheart, the woman who had been kicked out of the company, stood behind me with a big grin and asked, "Does the mango juice taste good?" I stared at Alan in disbelief, and he was trying hard not to laugh. "Don't be mad. Larissa insisted I played a little joke on you. I didn't actually give you a mango; I just gave you a bottle of mango juice. But I think she's right. The fact that you don't eat mangoes is a real problem. You were really enjoying that juice just now." My face went cold. I lifted my hand and threw the rest of the mango juice in his face, then turned around and walked away. Some things are never a joke. I wouldn't kid around with mangoes or divorce.

After I come back to decades ago, the first thing I do is feed a million-dollar production patent to the pigs. In my previous life, I handed that patent over to the government. My husband turned me in, accusing me of faking the data and scamming a fortune in patent royalties. Overnight, I went from being a celebrated genius researcher to a lying thief that everyone despised. As I prepared to pull out my manuscript to prove my innocence, my husband's childhood sweetheart beat me to it. She waved it in front of everyone and accused me of misconduct and plagiarism. My husband took her side, reprimanding me, "I know you've always been jealous of Juni for being well-educated, but I can't believe you were bold enough to steal her hard work. What are you going to do next? Embezzle state funds?" I couldn't defend myself. No matter what I said, no one chose to believe me. The other researchers assaulted me so badly that I bled out and died. After my death, my husband and his childhood sweetheart took my patent without a second thought. The never-ending stream of patent royalties made them rich and powerful. When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the very day she accuses me of stealing.

Marie Sue’s life is a mess. Drowning in student loan debt, working a dead end restaurant job, and running barefoot through New York after borrowing money from dangerous loan sharks. Her life couldn’t get any worse. And then out of the blue, a freezing cold, stunningly handsome billionaire pays off her debt. Jordan Kensington doesn’t want her. He’s CEO of Kensington Foods, and heir to one of the richest families in the nation. Jordan has absolutely no desire for a relationship, particularly not with the messy stranger that kissed him in the middle of the street to save herself from arrest. Until Marie saves his mother’s life, and reveals a culinary skill passed down from her deceased father. Suddenly she’s swept into the world of the powerful Kensington family, and a whirlwind engagement she never saw coming. But Marie isn’t welcomed into the Kensington clan with open arms. A gorgeous socialite determined to become Jordan's wife, a conniving stepmother who is willing to do anything to reclaim her purchase, and a vicious enemy hiding within the Kensington empire are determined to destroy her. Amidst a world of wealth and intrigue, Marie must determine whether she can truly be Mrs. Kensington, and if her newfound love is truly worth risking everything for.

Just how rich can a person be? My husband, Don Leonardo Bianchi, is incredibly wealthy. Every time he abandons me for his childhood sweetheart, Sofia Rossi, he gives me a building. The first time, it was a luxury apartment building with a sea view. The tenth time, it was a commercial property in the prime downtown area. By the 50th time, the general managers of several real estate companies had started calling me "Boss". Five years into our marriage, my real estate spreads across the entire country. When the deed to the 97th building is delivered to me, Sofia sends me a taunting voice message. "You might have the property deeds, but I have Leonardo. Aurora Esposito, tell me, which one of us is the real winner?" After listening to it, I don't cry or make a scene. Instead, this time I take the initiative to draft an agreement and wait for Leonardo to sign it. Once Leonardo comes back, he signs it and praises me for being magnanimous. He then takes me to a party as his date. At the party, Sofia loses game after game and is stripped down to only her underwear. When she loses once more, she turns to me—who is wearing only a dress—with a meaningful smile and says, "What's the fun in just me taking things off? I think Aurora, the perfect Donna, should join in too." Amid the clamor of cheering, I quietly look at Leonardo. "You just have to take off one piece of clothing. Don't spoil everyone's fun. When we get back, I'll give you another building," he whispered to me coaxingly. I calmly acquiesce. Little does he know that he won't have another chance to give me anything, because what he blindly signed earlier is our divorce papers.

Reina Eliara Sollivierre is the heir to a powerful corporate dynasty, trapped by expectations and a future she never chose. One reckless night, she gives in to freedom and to Vesper Saelas Luxmooré, a dangerous stranger she never expects to see again. Days later, Reina discovers Saelas is her new private tutor. Forced into close proximity, their forbidden attraction spirals into obsession until she learns he is already engaged. Betrayed, Reina cuts him off and accepts a new tutor, Gavin Edmund Luxmooré, a gentle and steady presence who becomes her refuge and quietly falls in love with her. What Reina does not know is that Gavin is Saelas’s estranged brother. When Saelas discovers he has been replaced, he publicly announces Reina as his fiancée and reveals himself as the heir to the Luxmooré empire. Heartbroken, Gavin lets Reina go and leaves the country after lying about his feelings to set her free. Years later, he returns for the wedding of the woman they both loved. And with his return, buried truths and unresolved emotions resurface, revealing the true cost of love, freedom, and sacrifice.