Novel & Cerita Dark Temptations

"Captain, I need a warrant. Fast. Victoria Holt. Theo Holt. Sarah, last name pending. Extortion, blackmail, wire fraud, and conspiracy to defame. We're crashing a gala tonight." The pieces were moving. All converging on one glittering ballroom. Where smiles would hide knives. And one family's truth would either save them or destroy them forever.

She was the angel of innocence and He was the dirty devil. The Devil who was going to rip her innocence from her slowly, delicately. He was going to use her beautiful soft body for his pleasure but He would give her pleasure too. He wouldn't be stingy in that manner. He was going to give her so much pleasure that she would be ruined for others. Viso D'angelo was going to corrupt the angel of innocence. But his delicious thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his phone. His face broke into a sinister smile seeing Titus' name flashing on the screen. "Grace me with the good news Titus," He said with a pleasing sigh.

The atmosphere was electric, charged with the gravity of the impending confrontation with Satan. As Asmo finished his briefing, the silence was shattered by the sudden inquiry from the lady under Satan's control. Her voice echoed off the cold, metallic surfaces, carrying a sense of impending doom. The tension in the room thickened as she accused Asmo of underestimating the all-powerful Saturn, a name used by the criminal underworld to refer to Satan. As the realization dawned that she was under Satan's influence, a palpable sense of dread settled over the assembled assassins.

“If you don’t give me a response in less than 5 seconds, I’ll make sure I’ll devour you so hard that even your squirt won’t stop even when you’re begging and crying “My whole temple belongs to you BIG DADDY!!” I responded in excitement. “Hmm, good girl.” I grabbed one of my boobs from behind and fucked myself hard like a slut. In that moment, I didn’t feel like Nora.. no I felt like a private fuck toy hired to satisfy not the customer but herself. I mean… There are some things a dildo can solve but you see this cock right before me? I mustn’t miss it. Every thrust made my cunt cream more.

' I wailed, the prayer twisting into ecstasy. He followed with a roar, burying deep, cock pulsing as he flooded me with hot spurts of cum, filling me until it leaked down my thighs. 'And forgive us our trespasses,' he mocked between grunts, collapsing over me, still twitching inside. But he wasn't done. Not even close. His cock softened just enough to slip out with a wet pop, cum dribbling from my stretched pussy onto the sheets. I panted, body limp, but he grabbed my hips, flipping me onto my back like I weighed nothing. 'Lead us not into temptation,' he snarled, eyes dark with hunger, 'but deliver us from evil—nah, fuck that. I want you riding me, you cock-hungry nun.'

before he left. He is a walking temptation. He either lures people to sin, unleashing the demon within themselves or make them see what awaits in their future as sinners, to be haunted by their own dirty secrets wishing they could die already.He wanted to see for himself why people descend to hell, to understand why these people deserve a ticket to the infinite torture and in just a few months in this world, he knows damn well enough. “That’s not a nice way to treat ladies, you know,” a random man spoke and when Lucas turned his head, this man has a mic on his right hand and a placard hanging by his neck that says “THE END IS NEAR, EMBRACE GOD NOW.”

One rough sex could kill that one and yet he was telling me to call any amount and he would pay. At her comment, I gasped, “Guilty? Of what offense?” I asked “You know what! You know what happened last night!” As much as possible, I tried not to act nervous in front of her. Did she know that I am Red Temptress? “Shut up, I know you know everything that happened last night. You think I won't notice that you are the Red Temptress?” Letting out a scoff, I asked with folded hands, “What is Red temptress?”

When his eyes meet mine again, those golden depths are bright with humor. Oh, God. He's laughing at me. But there's something else in his eyes, too - a simmering heat that sends shivers all the way down to my toes. Any doubts I had about those "sex fiend" rumors fly right out the window. This man radiates passion and intensity from his every pore. I feel like I might melt from the sexiness he's giving off.

“Oh God…” “I am your demon. The one sent to make your life hell, to remind you that you have no place in the world of good. You have to keep sinning, every single damn time, dragging yourself into situations that will prove you’re the bad girl you really are.” His tone is silk and steel, a mix of temptation and curse. “I am your temptation—the ever-reigning supreme being that will ensure you keep getting claimed over and over again until all you can think about is me.” What the fuck? My mind screams the words, heart slamming in my chest.

she cooed, as he grew weaker and powerless, but also more aware of the true nature of the creature before him. The description of Angel of Temptation the club proprietor had used to announce her stage entrance was truly befitting, for she combined the celestial beauty of what's usually deemed as a vision of Heaven with the majestic and overflowing power of sin and Hell. For a brief fraction of a second, no more, no less, he saw the small pointy horns underneath her hair, the shadowed wings wide open in front of him and knew that the third hand was, in fact, a tail. Immediately, he knew what she was, though he couldn't remember the canonical designation of those of her kind. It started with a