The Forbidden

The Forbidden is a dark fairytale inspired candle that tempts like a spellbound orchard at dusk. Lush cherry and bitter almond entwine in a dangerously sweet embrace, whispering of secrets tasted once and never forgotten. Creamy tonka softens the edges, while smooth sandalwood lingers like a shadow beneath ancient trees. Enchanting, decadent, and just a little wicked; The Forbidden is a fragrance for those who dare to wander off the path.

Hand poured natural wax & cotton wick, vegan & cruelty free.

Soy wax candle in an a black Matt jar with lid, approximately 35hr burn time. We recommend burning for 3-4hrs maximum time to get the best burn from your candle.

6 coconut blend wax melt squares, each approximately 12-16 hrs of fragrance. Simply place a 4hr tea light in your burner and light.

A  short tale that captures the essence of The Forbidden 

In the village where orchards whispered after dusk, Bree loved a man who never looked her way. Rowan walked hand in hand with another, his laughter already promised, his heart already spoken for. Bree watched from the shadow of the cherry trees, where fruit ripened dark as wine and temptation.

One night, she found the forbidden branch, the one her grandmother had warned her about. Its cherries glowed faintly, as if holding a pulse. “Love given without consent,” the old tales said, “is not love at all, but hunger.” Bree’s hands trembled as she plucked them, each fruit warm and alive, each one a quiet sin.

She offered Rowan a small basket the next morning, her smile gentle, her eyes pleading. “For luck,” she said. He thanked her kindly, thinking nothing of it, and ate them as the juice stained his lips crimson.

By dusk, his thoughts tangled. By dawn, he could not breathe without thinking of her. The world narrowed until Bree was its center. He followed her like a moth to a candle, restless, sleepless, unraveling. The woman he loved became a blur, a fading dream he could not quite remember.

Bree finally had him, but what she held was not Rowan, it was his shadow, hollowed by longing and chained by magic. His love was frantic, desperate, and sharp as thorns. It cut them both.

And in the orchard, the forbidden tree bore sweeter fruit than ever, nourished by regret, proving that some desires, once tasted, can never be undone.