Fall Into Temptation Novels & Stories

She could not afford to be seen as a weakling and fall in front of Chris. The rail was still quite a walking distance, for her to hop on hold. “Do you need help?” Chris asked from where he stood beside the car. “No” Tessa replied sternly. Yes, she needed help. She was going to fall. Tessa placed her hand on her forehead, she could feel it spinning, how could such a short distance get her so tired? Just when she could feel herself falling to the ground, Tessa felt an arm on her waist. “I didn’t…” Tessa was about to scold Chris, but the words felt trapped by weakness in her tongue.

I sighed when he removed his hand and watched with widening eyes as he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them, licking off every bit of me. “And she still tastes like heaven,” he murmured, spinning me so he can kiss me. “Heaven doesn’t have a taste,” I argued against his lips. “It sure does. And it’s you.” His hands slid into my hair. “You taste like a heaven full of sins, something that’s bad but at the same time far too good to give up.” “What kind of sins?” I teased, running my hands down his sides. “Temptation and greed. Two things that will be my downfall. You’re far too tempting and I’m far too greedy to ever stop being tempted.”

But how can I kill the man who saved my life not just once but twice? How can I kill someone when he all did was to be nice to me? I sighed. “You ready Amelia?” Natalia ask me. She is now wearing a long slit gown in the color of peach that suits her. Tonight is the night where I’m going to be introduced as the successor of my mother. The future mistress of the witches. I looked at her and smiled. “I’m ready.” I lied. I wasn’t ready to be a leader, heck I don’t even have the skill to be one. But this is my mother’s legacy and I ought to rule so she can be proud of me.

“My whole life i have given myself to Jesus. I’ve tried to live my life by his example and listen to my heart for God’s message. So far I think I have done a good job. Never sinned intentionally and always confessed when I have transgressed.” “None of us are perfect, my dear.” The priest replied. “All we can do is try to be as good as we possibly can.” “This time, though, I did something bad. I knew it was wrong, I kept telling myself to stop but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.” “The dark hand of temptation.” He said. “Sooner or later, it gets us all. What have you done, my child?”

In the same way, the rich will fade away even while they go about their business. 12 Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him. 13 When tempted, no one should say, “God is tempting me.” For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does he tempt anyone; 14 but each person is tempted when they are dragged away by their own evil desire and enticed. 15 Then, after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death.

She had wanted him to fight harder. She hated herself for that. Across the city, Adrian stood in the elevator, staring at his reflection in the mirrored wall. Only my consultant. The words echoed painfully. Because somewhere between pressure and proximity, apology and hesitation, Adrian Vale had done something far more dangerous than losing control. He had started to care. And Clara had felt it. That was the problem.

Levi raised an eyebrow, "If they felt guilty, they would have stopped." Listening to Levi's answer, Bella chuckled softly, shaking her head. “You are wrong, although I am not a psychologist, I think the two of them at some moment or moment really felt guilty and sorry towards me. But they cannot overcome the exciting temptation of adultery.” “The temptation of adultery?” Levi softly repeated her words.

But when Ace says it, I know it’s a promise he is willing to keep. Ace is the devil in disguise, a walking sin, and I will gladly follow him into the fire.

“It is one of the sins most easily committed but hardest to admit. Because it appeals to what is human in us, our desire to be seen, to be touched, to be wanted.” A few people nodded. I wondered if they could hear the irony bleeding through my tone. “We are told to flee from it. Not fight it. Not reason with it. Flee.” My eyes flickered to him again. He leaned back casually, one leg crossed over the other, eyes half-lidded as if he were listening to music instead of scripture. I gripped the edges of the lectern. “But too often,” I continued, “we tell ourselves we are stronger than temptation. We tell ourselves we can endure it, stand near it, even taste it, and not be changed.”

The system hummed unsettled. Because it still didn’t understand one thing: This wasn’t temptation. It was alignment. And alignment, once chosen, was far harder to control.