Cast Of The Temptation Novels & Stories

"And now, for your pleasure and entertainment alone, I give you the Angel of Temptation that will have your hormones running helplessly wild. She's our club's main attraction and, undoubtedly, one of the most tantalizing women upon the face of the Earth! Hold your breaths before she takes them away, and try to keep your legs still even though you're bound to fail because when she dances, everything bows to Hannabelle's will!" announced The Red Rose's proprietor with the rough voice of one who had had too many drinks already.

"It's the right time to opened them now..who should be handling the Temptations?..". "I suggest Serena…that girl has experience In the gambling scene..beside she was quite crafty..and that kind of skill set is best put in the temptations.. ". (Elijah) Serena was from The Maidens, M20 was her code number, she's a fox-kin that falls to slavery after becoming the scapegoat for her previous gambling den boss, she was quite crafty and mischievous but still a nice girl.

he murmured, his voice appearing deep and sexy. I gulped hard, a wave of embarrassment washing over my face.. “Pull off the duvet, let me get a full view” he instructed and my body shook as i squinted my brows. “What ?” I asked, a little taken aback. He wasn't usually this straight forward. His eyes darkened, a smirk on his face as he stepped closer, my heart beat rhyming to each step of his. He climbed onto the bed and I got a full view of his face . He was now freaking handsome, his sculpted face was perfect and his blue eyes were more visible, he was making a heat pool in my legs with little or no effort and this was totally wrong, we should be siblings.

"Such thoughts are the devil's whisper. You must resist. Pray with me." But Page's hand slipped through the opening, brushing his knee. "Resist? Or give in? Your voice... it's deep, commanding. Makes me ache. Father Abram, have you ever touched a woman? Felt her pussy clench around your fingers?" He froze, her fingers trailing up his thigh. "Stop. This is sacrilege." Yet he didn't pull away, the heat of her skin searing through fabric. "Sacrilege? Or salvation?" She stood, opening the door between them. The booth felt smaller, charged. Page shrugged off her coat, revealing a tight black dress that clung to her full breasts and hips. "Look at me, Father. See what temptation looks like."

I said softly. “We don’t have too,” He smiled, “We can find something to watch for a little while,” He added. “Sure, why not,” I smiled. We put the T.V on, finding some movie to watch, one I have not heard off, but it would do. Jake and I got snuggled up, the covers over us. It was nice, just lying here with him. I will pretend for the night that we aren’t sneaking around and having an affair. I will act like it is only two single people on a date. There is nothing wrong with that, right?

“Of getting caught by a professor in this room? Hell yes.” She reached out, looping her fingers into the waistband of my jeans. “Then we better be quick.” God help me I caved. I always did when it came to her. The thrill of it, the madness of not knowing who we were when the world wasn’t watching, was addictive. She turned everything forbidden into temptation. Into necessity. She pulled me down and kissed me hard, her back hitting the cushions as I hovered over her, our mouths colliding in that frantic, dangerous way that only existed between us.

She finishes her food but still hungry, she looks at the food still on the table and wonders if she should help herself. "Please help yourself, I find a woman with a healthy appetite deliciously attractive", Samael smiles as if reading her mind. Not wanting to waste the opportunity and unable to ignore her complaining stomach, Charlotte quickly helps herself to another serving. Samael watches her eat and a sly smile forms on his lips, his blue eyes glinting with desire. Just then, Ender strolls in wearing nothing but a black pair of pants, his chest bare and his silver hair tousled, unruly strands falling over his eyes.

The more he paged the more he felt himself fall into the moons temptation, strange. This interest that has been building since that lawful accident of bumping into the strange woman. Every touch since then is able to spark much more desired interest. Goodness this woman is going to slowly drive him out of his damned mind. Shit. Noah. He can not rest until he finds out exactly why this little one woman force thrills the dullest parts of his day. . . . "Noah... I told him, I love him." "Toby. You fool. You did what!"

Ash whispered, his forehead leaning against hers. He reached down and gripped the central chain that connected her heart to the altar. With a final, agonizing roar, he yanked it upward. The ritual didn't just break; it reversed. The crimson light of the Blood Moon was sucked into the silver chains, which then shattered into a million glowing shards. The explosion threw Morga and her sisters across the temple floor, their chants turning into shrieks of terror. The crimson glow vanished, replaced by a sudden, heavy darkness.

It was evident in the subtle flex of his jaw and his hands clenching on the table. I should revel in the triumph of knowing that my plan could work. Instead, I struggled to breathe properly. I was in a lust-filled haze, the desire for more overwhelmed all other sensations. I wanted—needed—more. More than just exchanged glances, more than a kiss that would end with me cursing myself for giving into his temptation. My head was dizzy, my skin flushed. And the more he stared at me—his eyes raking my body in careful assessment—the more aroused I became until suddenly there wasn't enough air in my lungs.