Goddess Of Temptation Novels & Stories

he continued, “a goddess in every sense of the word. A woman made to be worshipped, possessed, and adored. She is purity and temptation combined—an unparalleled creature of beauty, grace, and elegance.” Lia fought the urge to look away, to close her eyes against the suffocating reality of what was happening. She refused to let them see her weakness, but the words—the descriptions of her body, her appearance—were like a suffocating blanket, crushing any sense of self-worth she had left. The host raised his hand dramatically, and a low, thrilling hum of excitement passed through the room. “Tonight, this goddess will be yours, gentlemen. Her fate is in your hands, and I’m sure there are many of

Unlike the other times, the Goddess looked lethal, in a mood to seek blood and punish those who dishonored her. Snow searched my gaze, so I nodded to her and then we reached over to hold hands. “I can't believe that one of my greatest creations would do anything to dishonor me,” the Goddess said loudly and in a tone of voice that left no doubt that she was thoroughly annoyed. “To those who participated in heinous activities not only to their species but to dishonor me and other beings, they will not enter my paradise. They will be condemned to an ugly death and will burn in the flames of pain.”

“The Immaculate Mother and all the priestesses of the temple. It was revealed during trials.” He sighs deeply. “The Immaculate Mother, more than anyone else, knows the danger of this situation. It is now that her vows to the Goddess come into conflict with her vows to her King.” “The Goddess is to be before all others of this earth. Anything less is heresy.” “What is heresy when treason is involved? Pay in your next life or die now? The Goddess will forgive self preservation.” “I would rather die fighting.” I growl. “For a man that says the King holds no dominion, you seem to acquiesce rather quickly.”

For all of this to happen without his notice would mean he was either captured first or living under a rock. Ha! I could probably write a story to Belzebub describing what happened. I could call the tale, "She Tempted the Devil." With a heavy heart and a determined spirit, I set out on my journey, fueled by the fire of rebellion and the quest for truth. The world may have thought they won, but I will prove them wrong. I am Asmodeus, a former King of Hell, and I will not be silenced.

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?”

Suddenly I could see only her in the dark. "Child," she said. "You've suffered enough." "W- who are you?" I stammered. She smiled faintly. "Someone who can give you what you crave... power." I froze, torn between fear and temptation. "What do you want from me?" "Only your trust," she whispered. "Come with me to my realm, a place far beyond this world. There, you'll never be weak again." I looked at her crimson eyes with boldness and said, "Then take me there. To your realm, a place where I'll be strong, where I'll never be weak again."

"Lord, I don’t pray, but here, now, I beg, don’t let my demons loose. If they rise, he won’t survive me and I’ll never regret it." ​

It was as if he had cast some magical spell on her, that this whole world faded away and all that was left was his exquisite touch. EMMA! She screamed at herself in her head. His black wet locks, his clenched jaw, that alluring Adam apple of his and that rugged stubble and not to mention those dark green eyes of his which were always filled with so much dark depth in them that she felt imprisoned. His tattoos, everything of him speaks to her every cell that this thing was beyond her understanding. Maybe he was a sorcerer for sure and was putting her under a spell. And it was working. Emma shook her head and then breathed in deeply several times. She freaking needs to gather herself up or thi

Anna thought while stunned. Anna, who is called the Goddess of a thousand mammoths because of her extraordinary strength. Devora, on the other hand, is called the Soul Goddess because of her beauty and ability to remove souls from the bodies of others. By using her black power. She can instantly destroy the soul of anyone she touches or paralyze it, so that her victim's body will be unable to move. She can also move around to different places like a ghost so others call her Ghost princess. They were the two goddesses who had been the left and right hands of one of the powerful kings of their time, and they had been faithful and wonderful when it came to carrying out the orders of superiors.

Viso eyed the Ugly Potato walking with Isabel towards Him. He was irritated but happy as well. Irritated seeing Satan's son close to His bride and happy because he was bringing Isabel to him. Bloody Kid! Viso ignored that three feet kid and focused his attention on the walking goddess. Although He couldn't see her face as she had a veil on but her body was enticing him. She was the goddess of beauty and He was the hungry beast who wanted to quench his thirst and soak his parched throat by drinking her fine beauty. With every step she was taking towards him his heart was beating a thousand times faster.