Goddess Of Temptation Novels & Stories

They didn’t know that they were going to be in more resounding defeat when it comes to that matter. Because as wild as her personality, her appetite for sex is next to insatiable. But she never showed them to anyone that has a constant connection with her, like friends and colleagues or business associates. She kept it as her dirty little secret. Because she can be misunderstood as a sex addict, which she is not, she can control her cravings for sex. But when she indulges, she makes sure it’s consensual. Besides, she is the girl. As long as the other party is not a minor, she doesn’t see what can be the problem. She can protect herself in any way. She has tried every fantasy that her mind ca

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.

The temple’s grand sandstone facade rose from the desert like something out of a forgotten dream—majestic and unapologetically divine. Towering columns flanked the entrance, each crowned with the face of the goddess Hathor. Raffaele cleared his throat and glanced up at the carved face of the goddess, then tilted his head toward me in an attempt to break the ice. “So here we are,” he said casually. “I don’t know much about it…but you always tell it better.” A pause. “So…Valentina. Do you mind tell me who she really was?” “So…” I said, eyes fixed on the towering columns, “Hathor. She’s the goddess of love, beauty, music… pleasure.”

In a word, she is a goddess from the heavens sent down to this void realm to show all and everyone what picture true loveliness really is. She wore an ancient kimono that was not properly closed in the upper portion of the dress. One could see perk erect nipples standing atop two mountainous melons behind the wardrobe. Her skin looks so smooth and soft to touch; one could just imagine marshmallows at the bounciness of her complexion. A god who was almost souleaten by one company of chaos divines broke from the spell because his male hormones overpowered the temptations of the beasts' eyes as the god's head turned 180 degrees to ogle at the just arrived succubus.

She could feel the need to be praised for her work vibrating out the girl as she put in every effort to please her. Silver light bathed the room in an ethereal glow, glinting off sweat-slicked skin. All around her dais, bodies twisted in ritual ecstasy, a living tribute to the sensual chaos the Moon Goddess had become. What had once been a temple of balance now pulsed with carnal magic—moonlight and madness bound in flesh. The goddess didn't care. Not anymore. Her eyes, glowing like twin moons, were fixed on a vision—one far beyond the temple walls.

‘When you want to go further… come to me wearing this piece… I’ll show you the world of sin. That’s what I had told her and her wearing this very piece spoke louder than any of her words ever could. She wanted me to take her… and the enticing thought of being the very first to take her to the fucking temples of sin is a temptation that I could no longer refuse. I shouldn’t. But I fucking can’t resist… Women are a weakness for men… and right now, that resonates within me. I have resisted so much in life, and stuck to my beliefs… but one ray of light in the form of a goddess has destroyed me in its entirety.

But if that’s how God has written my fate I’ve no choice but to accept it no matter what. Getting up somehow, I managed to walk over to the small bathroom attached to the basement. Freshening up, I changed into a plunging chest cut, sew wrap metallic dress with black high heels. Sikha returned and did my makeup. She hid my cut marks under the foundation cream. In spite of this, I looked beautiful and sexy in the hand mirror she brought. The hunters wouldn't show mercy to me because I was just pretty prey to them.

"The Temple of Temptation is like a small city within this city. Here, we have our own government, our own form of high society, and our own traditions to which we cling for stability. Your so-called Way of Temptation is threatening to destroy everything." "No," I insisted, "it's not. My Path is threatening to remind people that our god really exists. I was offered the Path of the Word. I said I didn't want it because I'm afraid to speak in front of others. I hate it when too many people pay attention to me, so imagine how much of a turn-off this is, okay? I don't want to destroy anything. I just want to be the best priestess I can be. I want to help people believe in Zeal again. More than a

My green eyes held a fire I'd never seen before, a dangerous glint that promised both pleasure and destruction. I looked like a weapon wrapped in silk and designer perfume. And I had Ares to thank for it. The thought made my stomach twist with conflicted emotions. I hated that bastard with every fiber of my being, but I couldn't deny what he'd done. He'd taken the broken, defeated woman who'd been hiding behind dumpsters and transformed her into this goddess of temptation. Of course, that was exactly his plan, wasn't it? Make me look like the most delicious piece of meat possible so the wild animals in that family would tear me apart even more spectacularly.

Her eyes were sultry and appeal was seductive, her makeup was doing all the justice with her role. I glared at Julie. "I swear, Sir... I have no hand in this... I was completely unaware." She was quick to get herself out of the trouble. My heart burnt when her sexy hips moved on the music and grabbed the attention of all lusty men. Her moves was smooth like a mermaid underwater. Her charm captivated Spider and she approached him, tried to please him. His filthy hands wrapped around her waist and he tried to kiss her. She very smartly and playfully rejected him like she is teasing him.