Dark Temptations Novels & Stories

She already named him in her mind, ‘Faceless, shameless pervert. “Haha, [Chuckle], are you thinking of murdering me? Baby, you are best at hiding expressions, but not as fast as my eyes which can capture the murderous thoughts in your eyes,” The person said with an amused voice; even though his voice is light, Amelia felt very dangerous vibes from him. The dark person can see her face as she was facing the lights, and his back is facing the light, so he was relatively in the dark, but no thoughts and expressions of Amelia didn’t slip away from his eyes.

All of it was a devious plot cooked by that witch to get money from me? My hands curled into clenched fist, my blood boiling with undiluted rage. I kicked the door with a terrifying kick, slamming it open against the wall with a force that shook the frame. I froze at the sight in front of me. Jessica naked in bed, tangled with another man. Jessica froze as soon as she saw me, her face quickly turning pale. The man turning toward me, and I finally saw his face fully. Peter! From accounting department? He was here in my property, naked in bed with my mistress who I believed was carrying my child.

Guilt gnawed at him as he replayed the moment in his mind, grappling with the realization of his vulnerability in the face of temptation. As he reached the sanctuary of the church, Henry sank to his knees before the altar, seeking solace in prayer. But even in the sacred stillness of the holy place, he found no refuge from the turmoil raging within him. His heart weighed heavy with remorse and confusion, torn between his duty as a priest and the forbidden desires that now threatened to consume him.

I pleaded to the man, but all that came out was a muffled noise. "Shh, it's okay, I got you. Don't be disobedient or else you won't like what I'll do to you." The man said in a smoky voice. I tried to get out of his hold using my hands but he was too strong. "You looked so fucking cute in the halls earlier. Like a lost puppy. You really caught my attention angel." The hand that was in my shirt was taken back and he clasped both of my hands tightly, I'm pretty sure it would leave a bruise by how much force the man was exerting.

This is so risky, anyone could knock on that door, hear us. But that's what makes it hot, the danger, the sin right after the sacrament. He groaned low, pulling his fingers out to rub my clit roughly, circling it with the slick mess. "You're the devil's temptress," he said, his free hand grabbing my tit through the robe, squeezing hard. "I came inside you in the house of God, with everyone watching. And now... I can't stop." He pinched my nipple, twisting it until I whimpered, pain shooting straight to my core, making me drip more.

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

“You must not give voice to these temptations. They are tools of the devil to lead you astray.” “Is it the devil, Father?” I asked, letting my hand drift down, slowly unbuttoning the top of my blouse. The air in the booth was cool on my suddenly exposed skin. “Or is it just a woman, confessing her deepest, most secret desires? My desire is for you. I lie awake at night touching myself, thinking of you in your vestments, wondering what’s beneath them.” “My child, this is highly inappropriate—” His voice was tighter now, strained.

Her moans were like wicked symphonies I never knew I craved… soft, sinful, forbidden poetry whispered in the dead of night. Fuck. Where was this coming from? Judas Romanovski didn’t use words like this. Didn’t let himself feel like this. But for her? For her, I could write thousands—dark verses and the more I looked at her, the more it dragged me further into an obsession that bordered on madness. She was my temptation, my ruin, wrapped in whispers. A lie. Yes, she was a lie. She had to be. Cause there was no way truth could be so tempting.

“I never seem to tire easily, babe. He gently withdrew out and replaced his hardness, saying, “I can keep you up all night if you scream my name and beg me not to stop.” ‘Damn it! This jerk is teasing me!’ I thought. As he positioned himself, he gently inserted the tip inside me. With a deliberate motion, he withdrew his entire length. “I want you to beg,” he said firmly. “Beg that you only want me.” “W-what? Over my dead body.” “Then...” I could feel his tip slowly pulling out. “Damn you, Daniel! Don’t pull it out again. I’ll kick you!” “It seems like you’re not begging but more like threatening me,” he said, grinning at me.

"What? No. You have me followed, ask your guard you have on me." He turned with a smile, "Well, tomorrow night there will be stuff on offer. If my associate wants you to take anything, you don't deny him. Understood?" I felt sick at his words. I was clean for six months and now he wanted to force me back into it? But I nodded, "Got it. Whatever he wants." "Good girl." He got up and came over to me, kissing me on the lips, "Get into bed. Stacy will be over soon."