Raid Temptress Novels & Stories

I do a double take when my eyes catch on the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She wears a gorgeous yet modest red dress that hugs her curves just right. Her hair is as white as the winter’s snow with milky, pale skin that looks as soft as Vicuña wool and as smooth as ice on steel. Her smile hits me like sunlight through stained-glass, warm and impossibly radiant against the dull chatter and cold elegance of the room. I turn away shyly when she faces my direction, the backs of my ears feeling a little warm. The bartender hands me my whiskey and I take a sip to work up the courage to approach that goddess. I’m not usually one to go flirt around with women, they usually flock to me but I’

When he finally stops me from drifting too far, my body is already trembling. He lifts my hands and places them above my head. “Spread your thighs for me. This will hurt, but you’ll get your prize later… temptress.” My breath catches at his words. I hesitate for only a second before I follow him. “Like this?” I ask, my voice soft, my eyes slightly dazed as I look up at him. I part my thighs a little more, my heart pounding so loudly I’m sure he can hear it. “Damn… yes,” he murmurs.

It all just feels so wrong. Even now that she's a grown woman, it still feels so sinful. That's why I'm doing my best to step away from every point of temptation. That's why I'm locked up in my study now, trying to drown out every detail about her from tonight. From the way she looked to the way she smelled and the way she smiled at me. No. I just can't do it. "You're an Alpha, for the love of the moon goddess," Donovan curses. "Not only that, you are the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. You're the most powerful out there, the strongest. Why are you backing down from destiny?"

They reeked of sex and alcohol. Kesh and Rhia. They were the definition of 'Scarlet Women'. They were unmated and slept with anyone once they were carving a release. They have tried to seduce me but it never worked. I wasn't that type of man and I only wanted my mate. "Alpha, are you craving us?", Kesh say as she started touching herself. I groaned as I stared at her. It was just not appealing to me. Her hair was short and you could see her skin literally covered in hickeys.

“What? You’re kidding me, right? I thought you just invited me to lunch.” Amelia glanced at the exit, wanting to make a beeline for the door. His abduction plans made her panic! Does he have a woman-abducting fetish? She jumped when the elevator came to a stop in front of her and the doors slid open. “Joking, Emilia. I’m just inviting you to lunch.” His warm touch on her elbow to push her forward made her jump. Was he a wolf in sheep's clothing - a criminal in disguise? Was she making the worst mistake of her life?

I realise that enslaving you will require more than just my persuading skills. His smile was as sly as a pirate's, and he folded his hands behind his head. "Are we prepared to remove the manacles?” A temptress's smirk curled across her lips as she lifted her chin. "I don't think I'll need them," He watched her warily as she lowered her head to touch the tip of her tongue to one of his hard nipples. "Have we been reading gothic horror stories once more?”

“You call me rogue. You accuse me of rebellion. But I have burned, I have bled, I have survived. I still stand.” My voice carried, strong and steady. “I was a waitress, a nothing, a rogue girl you thought was too meek to matter. But today, I stand here as Luna of Crescent Ridge. Tyler Rogers is my mate, and together we will build something better than your old, tired rules.” No one spoke. “If any of you want to test my right to stand here,” I continued, “Then come forward.” Not a single Alpha moved. Tyler stepped up beside me, slipping his hand into mine.

she murmured, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hand. Damian’s eyes darkened, and he leaned in, his breath warm on her neck as he whispered, “Good. Then let’s start with a simple task. I want you to charm my guests at tonight’s dinner. Make them see you as an equal, not just a pretty face to warm my bed.” Aurora’s heart skipped a beat. The dinner was a gathering of the city’s most influential figures—those who held the keys to the power she craved. She had been preparing for this moment her entire life. His hand moved up her thighs finding her clit. She gasped.

*she screamed in her head, calling her wolf but it didn't respond. Kael gripped her by the neck, his claws digging into her neck. “How dare you mess with her” he growled, his voice animalistic dripping with danger. Iris whimpered, “please Kael it's me Iris, don't hurt me please” She pleaded as she wheezed. But this time it was barely Kael's doing. “Don't blackmail him with those words you vile wolf” Rage spat. Iris' eyes widened, she never expected Rage to come out, she had always disgusted him and why would he defend a mere maid.

Pretending she was just some spoiled, irritating heiress I had to put up with until we graduated. But it was all a lie. And she knew it. Her body pressed against mine, warm and tempting. Her scent wrapped around me, making it impossible to think straight. Her fingers traced slow, teasing patterns over my chest, her smirk widening when she felt my heartbeat hammering beneath her touch. She had me. She fucking had me. Emma’s POV Killian Thomas was a man of control. He tried to act like he was immune to me, like I was just a problem he had to tolerate.