Seduced Novels & Stories

A challenge? I can see flames of fire emitting from his beautiful eyes, giving them this glow that speaks to nothing but the pure temptation of a sweet sin. This is the kind of sin that feels beautiful, perfect, and surreal. His rich scent mixed with the warmth of his hot pheromones is like a charm, luring me into something so deep and strong. It's like a spark that is pulling me to this unknown temptation—so deep and intense. His wet, soft, rich pink lips are the exact meaning of seduction. I can tell how tender they would feel against mine. I can feel the sweet magic of their kiss. I have tasted them not once, not twice, but how many times?

Something that was going to make it difficult for her to resist them. As the night wore on, Sebastian found himself increasingly drawn to Enora, her presence like a magnet pulling him closer with each passing moment. He could feel the heat of her body as they danced, her movements fluid and mesmerizing. Lucas watched them with a knowing smile, his eyes alight with mischief as he orchestrated the seduction unfolding before him. He could see the desire burning in Sebastian’s eyes.

“And nothing—no betrayal, no network, no threat—will break us.” The storm of seduction, strategy, and betrayal had only just begun. The poisoned alliance had been set in motion, the hidden hand remained elusive, and Kane’s network waited for the perfect moment to strike. Every secret, every child, every betrayal was a weapon—and Isabella and Damian were ready to wield them all.

ONE GOOD SEDUCTION BAGGED. A faint surprise creased my face. I couldn’t believe Shalling had fast-forwarded the whole thing, saving me the trouble of thinking and devising a plan. Wow. “Yes, I want to make out with you. I want to know how it feels to be tamed by a fellow girl.” “You’ll find out shortly,” she said, stepping closer. “Do you want foreplay or straight to the pussy?” she whispered, peering into my face with a lovely, practiced seduction.

I said, more firmly now. He leaned in more that our nose were practically touching. “Then why do I have these effects on you, huh? self deceit isn't good" Before I could say anything else, he moved his lips closer to mine, until they both touched. His lips met mine before I could even register it. It was desperate, like he was trying to tell me something. And maybe… maybe for a second I leaned in. Not because I wanted to. But because old feelings—those buried fragments of attraction—rose like dust when you thought you’d cleaned it all away. I thought I was over him, but now I knew that I wasn't. At least not yet.

Quickly, she raised up her gowns and for the second time in that hour, her undergarments was pulled away from her womanhood. Aleric placed his feet on the chair and she draped her leg over his knee. His large hands encircled her waist and pulled her closer as as he entered her. She was moist and soft. His woman. He loved how yielding and soft she was with him and as he continued slipping into her womanhood with unhurried stokes, he began to feel as if they were of one body. “Aleric,” she gasped, holding on to his wrist. “Tell me what you want.” He murmured, his voice husky from lust and desire.

"You're top of your class in almost everything. We need your help." It was too convenient. Too perfect. My mind screamed that this was some kind of trap. They hate me. They called me pathetic, disgusting, a gold digger. Why would they suddenly want my help? But then again, what choice did I have? I needed to learn how to seduce Zane, how to make him want me so badly it hurt. And despite everything, my body responded to these four like nothing I'd ever experienced. "I don't know," I said slowly, watching their faces. "This all seems very suspicious."

Needed Marcus to hear it, even if he was beyond hearing anything. "Seduction is an art. It's not about being the most beautiful-though I'll make sure I'm beautiful enough. It's about timing. About reading what someone needs and becoming that thing. It's about making them think pursuing you is their idea." She'd watched Marcus fall for her with barely any effort on her part-they'd been true mates, destined, inevitable. But she'd learned from that experience. Learned how to read desire, how to feed it, how to manipulate the space between wanting and having until it became unbearable.

“Then stop.” He looked at me, neither of us moved, then he kissed me again, and I forgot how to breathe. His hands tightened around my waist as I pulled him closer, and the room suddenly felt too warm. My fingers slipped into his hair, and his lips moved against mine with a tenderness that somehow felt more dangerous than anything else. Because I knew what this meant, this wasn’t just attraction anymore… at least not for me. I was beginning to care, and that terrified me, Damian pulled away slightly.

And a woman with perfect credentials, no visible ambition, and eyes that looked like she was hiding an entire life… was unusual enough to interest a man who trusted no one. For the first time in years, Victor Colitz found himself curious. And curiosity, in a man like him, was never harmless.