Dark Temptations Novels & Stories

Wanting something, but because of my f*cking fear, I let everything slip away from me! Just like what I did that night. I was a party teen, a wild yet innocent one, but despite that, I was a good child to my parents. My father was a hard working man, all for the thought of giving me and my mother a good life we deserve. They do love each other, but f*ck temptation when my mother looked for comfort with someone else, something that despite my father's love, he failed to give her.

he said in a low, dangerous voice, “then we are completely fucked.” The altar in the center of the chamber pulsed brighter. New words burned themselves into the stone floor in glowing crimson letters, forming the first demand: “First Offering: The Altar of Seed. Produce your lust upon the altar. Cum. Squirt. Offer your pleasure. Only then will the next door open.” The voice returned, calm and merciless, as if it had been waiting for their denial. “Refuse… and suffer the consequences.” Tyler snapped again. “Fuck you!” he shouted at the ceiling. “I’m not jerking off on some demonic rock for your entertainment!”

She whispers the price in a way you will not hear at that moment, but it will be recalled after her price has been paid. Now there is a being than does this, from the Christian Religion, Lucifer, well known as the devil is one who helps out in exchange for a price that you will regret paying. It can be rumoured that Temptress is Lucifer, but Temptress defined everything feminine, from the voice to its beckon. Q : What does BBP |•| CAA hold for Temptress, will she return? A : If there is going to be a temptress, there perhaps must be a whole team.

It's not fair, that this man has come into my life, disguised as an angel, when in reality he was Lucifer himself. I remember a song, by one of my favorite singers, that says: he's handsome as hell. Because I guess sin and temptation, have their appeal, and sometimes it's hard to say no. But sin and temptation always have their appeal. But sin and temptation will always have the same ending, guilt, and regret that makes you ache to your very soul.

“God, I love how your body begs while your mouth lies.” Her panties were gone in one brutal tug. Dominic reached for a sleek black vibrator from the case. He held it up where she could see, eyes gleaming. “This little toy? It doesn’t get tired. It doesn’t stop until I tell it to. You’re going to come on it until you’re begging for my cock to save you.” Scarlett shook her head, but her body trembled with anticipation. “No—” “Yes.” He pressed the vibrator against her clit, and the sudden buzz made her scream. Her back arched off the bed as the sharp pulses tore through her.

I slid my fingers down, slicking them in my own wetness, and began to slowly caress my cl*t right in front of his eyes. "I'm so fucking hot for you, Father," I groaned, arching my back and shuddering as my thumb circled my cl*t. "And I'm all yours. I'm your little sinner, and this p*ssy is the altar you need to worship today. Come on, Father. Give in to the temptation. Put your holy tongue right here and clean me up." He let out a tortured breath, his knees visibly trembling. He looked trapped between heaven and hell, his eyes pinned to my fingers sliding over my soaking cl*t.

The congregation was so silent you could hear a pin drop. "We speak of the flesh as a vessel, but sometimes, the vessel is a furnace," I said, my gaze fixed solely on the back of the room. "We pray for deliverance, but do we truly want it? Or do we secretly crave the burn? Do we find God in the light, or do we find Him when we are gasping for air in the dark, our bodies betrayed by a desire so sharp it feels like a blade?" The congregation shifted uneasily. “As Christians, we must acknowledge the sweetness of the fall." I shook my head. “No, we cannot pretend it doesn’t exist; otherwise, fewer people would fall. Temptation is alluring. You are caught in the space between duty and desire.”

They were bidding for his head. The Deep Blue was a society of people who lived underground. All of them were influential individuals. All of them were millionaires who had striven by doing evil things: drugs, politics, religion, loan sharking, and even human trafficking. He had heard about this group long ago, but this was the first time he saw how things were done inside their lair! He thought they were a hoax, but they weren't. They were there, enjoying how they were playing with his life like he was just a piece of artifact. In short, 'He. Was. In. Hell'. The buzz sounded again, blinding him a little when the number on the screen changed. He wanted to escape. He would if he could. Howeve

The room suddenly felt too hot as their scents filled my nostrils, making my cock twitch uncontrollably. They looked at each other—their eyes saying things they clearly didn’t want to say aloud and their expressions were a mixture of fear, curiosity, temptation and something darker. “If… if we agree… what happens now?” Vivian asked me with a hesitant voice. I stepped between them, close enough for their perfume to surround me. “Now? Now you become mine.”I murmured, brushing a strand of hair from Camila's cheek Camila trembled while Vivian’s lips parted like she was inviting my touch.

“I don't chase women I want, they go after me, they plead for my body and soul. I know your type and I will get you” Teyana smirked , she seductively replied him in a whisper, the voice he wanted to hear in the other room. “ Am sorry Cee, you won’t get me. Neither will I crave for your body and soul like them, rather you’ll yearn to get not just between my legs but to officially be my man”