Goddess Of Temptation Novels & Stories

"Victor is an aesthetic hedonist. He buys beautiful things and breaks them when he grows bored. If you approach him as a delicate flower, he will take you, conquer you, and discard you again." Adrian's thumb stroked over Julian’s bottom lip, pulling it down slightly, exposing white teeth. Julian felt a shudder run through his core, a sharp spike of arousal that caught him off guard. "You must be the poison he willingly swallows," Adrian continued softly, his thumb tracing the curve of Julian's jaw line down to his throat. "You must be arrogant, elusive, and utterly unattainable until he is crawling on his knees. He must believe you are superior to him in every way—wealthier, sharper, cooler,

Dustin says as he nibbles my earlobe. “But if you want us to stop, and you truly mean it, then we will,” Brandon added. My breath hitched as I bit my lip, trying to fight back the moan that was creeping up my throat. They patiently waited for me to give them my answer, continuing their teasing of my body. Were they teasing me to get an honest reaction from me? “Tell us the truth, Princess,” Connor whispered. My toes were curling. My breathing was heavy. I wanted them. I needed them. I could barely think of a reason that I should refuse them, but I knew that I needed to say no.

Holy Goddess! He had prided himself so far in knowing that no woman could bring him to his knees before her. In fact, no woman has ever made him sleepless at night at the thought of her. They begged to have him in their bed for the second time, yet, this one, this very one with the stubbornness of a mule. This one that wasn't begging or seeking his face, was the one the goddess saw to use to torment him. A strange creature he was yet to know who or what she is and if she would pose a threat to his people. Of course, he saw how she exterminated those humans in a second. This is a weapon of mass destruction!

he said under his breath, filled with unsaid emotions. He didn't expect his wish to come true, that too so soon. “What did you call me?” Catherine asked as she leaned back, staring at him. “Mate, the moon goddess granted me a second mate and that is you” he explained happily. Catherine nods her head, though she hasn't fully understood everything he said. He decided to fill her in, sensing that she was a bit clueless. “So, you mean that we now share the bond you once shared with her?” She asked curiously.

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.

The child did not yet know she had been born into a betrayal. ​Seraphyne lowered her gaze, her face beautiful beyond the limits of mortal imagination. Hair like woven sunlight cascaded over robes intricately embroidered with shifting constellations, while a crown of living, pulsing radiance floated just above her brow. Throughout the countless territories under her vast dominion, temples had been erected in her honor, kings bled for her favor, and millions of faithful offered their desperate devotion each day. She was the High Goddess of Radiance, an undisputed victor of three consecutive Rankings, and one of the most terrifyingly powerful deities in Heaven.

“She tried to erase the night I first had you. The night I put a baby in you without even knowing your name. And all this time she’s been sitting at my boardroom table pretending to be family.” His thumb brushed my lower lip. The touch was possessive, almost angry. “She wanted me broken. Dependent. So she could keep controlling the empire...., and me.... from the shadows.” I shivered at the raw edge in his voice. “What are we going to do?”

Do you know who you have and who is missing? Greg nodded. "I believe so. Once I gained the ability to see the tapestry, it wasn't hard to see the threads." He pointed to Chastity. "She is the goddess of innocence." Then to Barbie, "Wisdom"; Then to Amber, "Loyalty." Finally, to his sister, "Morality. I still need to find Joy and Sorrow before we can wed."

“You're a heartless conceited and insensitive person. You think you can just fuck around with peoples feelings?! You handsome… you handsome… BEAST!” The final insult left my mouth. Appealing. Goddamn it. My brain decided to betray me even in my rage-filled tear-filled delirium. He had a good look. Sadly so. The body was sculpted by gods who obviously had a penchant for making women spontaneously combust as evidenced by the jawlines infuriating chiseling and the eyes captivating darkness. He just existed and I could picture all the other women in America—likely an army of them—lining up swooning over him and worshiping his pricey shoes. I felt a new wave of resentment at the thought. With a c

He let out a rough grunt, feeling tingles run down his entire body. She flicked her tongue along his pulsating shaft, causing his body to shiver in uncontrollable pleasure. Damn, where did she learn to do stuff like this? Thanks to the tips she got from the internet, she has him right where she wanted him. There was no resisting this, he was gonna screw her today. He had no control over his body anymore. She was his TEMPTRESS and he was now under her control. She knew how and where to touch him that would make him squirm in voluptuousness.