His Wicked Seduction Novels & Stories

Jessica suppressed her anger and put on a perfect smile, saying, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Marcus!" This woman's smile was clearly fake, so why was it so bewitching? Marcus lightly traced his fingers over Jessica's exposed skin, relishing the silk-like touch. A surge of electricity shot up Jessica's spine, rushed to her head, and then spread throughout her body. She trembled uncontrollably, her skin turning a faint shade of pink. When it came to seduction techniques, who dared to compete with Mr. Marcus? His wicked and deep gaze, like a captivating vortex, made people succumb to its irresistible charm. Jessica's perfect smile was starting to falter, and her heart was pounding like t

Wicked’s voice was silky smooth, a dangerous purr. “I care.” I couldn’t move. “Obviously I care about him Wicked, he was just comforting me. Just being a friend.” “A friend?” Wicked’s eyebrows disappeared into his hairline. “A friend you share saliva with huh? Is that the kind of friends you need?” “What has it got to do with you Wicked? You aren’t my brother.” He ignored me totally. His free hand popping the button of my black jeans. “Is that the kind of friend you need Chelsea? This type of friend? Because this is all you are going to get from this club.” His hand delved downward. Straight into my panties and across my clit.

Welcome to The Art of Seduction, a series crafted to lead you through the labyrinth of human passion, where every turn reveals another facet of our darkest fantasies and most forbidden dreams. Here, seduction is an art form, a game played with skillful precision and dangerous intent. It’s a world where whispered promises can lead to a lifetime of ecstasy or an eternity of torment. Each story within these pages is a journey, an invitation to step into the unknown and embrace the shadows that lurk within us all. But be warned, dear reader, this path is not for the faint of heart.

My phone buzzed, breaking the silence. Beatrice: Mr. Washington called again. He says he’s serious about seeing you. I swallowed hard and typed back: To Beatrice: Tell him I’m here when he is. The next morning, the city woke slower, as if it too was savoring the quiet before the inevitable storm. I slipped into my routine, the sleek black pants, the perfect blouse, the precise application of makeup that hid every trace of last night’s restless thoughts. Luxe demanded perfection, and perfection was a mask I wore well.

“Jesus Christ, I believe that within a month of becoming your wife, I may consider the unfortunate decision to step out in front of a freight truck and end my life.” “A month is all I’m going to need to make you fall helplessly in love with me, Ele Drakos. You are going to become so obsessed with me that you will end up craving me like an addict seeking their next fix.” Wicked mutters, brushing the pad of his thumb across Eles' cheekbone as he stares at her like he is seeing her for the very first time. After Wickeds’ declaration, Aces’ gaze collides with mine like two magnets connecting, and my brows shoot up. What Wicked has just said to Ele, Ace said something similar to me last night and

She giggled. “I won’t,” he said while laying her softly on the couch and adjusting his weight on one side so he wouldn’t crush her beneath him. “You drive me crazy,” he declared before capturing her lips in the sexiest salsa dance she’s ever performed. It was as if their tongues and lips knew the dance of passion as they moved in harmony to music only lovers hear. The seduction made every nerve ending in her body come to life, wanting to get stroked. And Owen knew when and where to touch to make her moan as if in a song.

My face flushed a little and I turned away from him immediately to avoid being caught by others as well as hide my flushed face from him. "Good day everyone, so I told us in the last class to read the book titled Othello by William Shakespeare right, so today I will like us to critically assess the character of Desdemona in the book Othello, let me know if any of you really did what I asked you to do..." Miss B said to the class. Good thing she spoke up now at least everyone's attention, including mine was now on her. Damn! I totally forgot about the book, I just hoped that she doesn't give us a pop quiz right now because, I'll really fail it as I have no single idea what the book is all abo

Could she ask to fire him immediately? Leon’s eyes narrowed as he watched her as though knowing what ran across her mind. She coughed, clearing her throat and smiled, “Yes, I think he does fit the description for the work. I hope you can be welcomed here, Mr. Wickedhem.” “There is no need for the formality, milady. You can call me as Leon,” said the demon smoothly, too smoothly to come across as charming even. “Also, as long as you are glad to accept me, I will make myself a home here.”

Declan exclaimed, shaken. "J-just... please that back again in the... oh! Yeah, like that," Lucifer said as he looked at him again. "I-I mixed ingredients in there so that when anyone drinks it, they'll immediately feel their body heat and eventually have sex in an instant — oh! F*ck woman!" Is this correct? He returned it to the container, however, and only took the whiskey. "C-can you leave my room, women? My friend, Declan, is here." The women's ayes turned to see him and softly left before they looked him over from head to toe.

she advised like a guru, tilting her chin up proudly after saying it. I threw her a look. “I just sold him my body last night, Victoria. How do you mean ‘take him by his heart’ when I acted like one of his nasty— nasty girls just to be f-ed by him?” I pointed out. She rolled her eyes at me. “That was just the start. First rule of seduction—lure your man into his fantasy, his favorite things. Like giving catnip to a cat. Get them high. And once they get used to it, that’s when you make them your prey.”