Shion Tempest Novels & Stories

Cameroon - “Lord Jesus, deliver this boy from the clutches of temptation,” she intoned, her voice rising in dramatic fervor. “Cleanse his soul and restore his path!” Evans blinked, looking more amused than alarmed, though he wisely said nothing. I rolled my eyes so hard it was a miracle I didn’t sprain something. “Mom, he’s not possessed. He’s just here for the wedding and food." "Food?" she repeated, narrowing her eyes at me. “Is that what they’re calling it these days?”

Her deep brown eyes held sadness, but we're always kind. "Hi, Tammy, I'm okay. How are things?" I had introduced myself to them by my second name, although Tammy knew who I was she kept my secret from the rest of my staff so no one knew I was an Esposito. "Oh, you know how it goes. A new problem each day. Would you like to see her?" I nodded, "Yes please, I can't stay long. I wanted to bring her this." I held the rose up in my hands. It felt silly now that I was saying it to someone.

I glanced at Troy and my parents, who were not paying attention to either me or Tempest, and I followed her out of the fray. "I wanted to introduce myself formally to you in particular," she said, her voice shockingly deep compared to her appearance. She was a beautiful, but dainty, woman who was likely a few years older than Gemma, but she had a deep, whisky voice. "I am called Tempest in the church, but my given name is Monica." "Uhm, I'm Maeve," I nodded in greeting, lacking the business-like social graces my mother exuded. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to greet her, having grown up outside of the Church of the Moon Goddess and their practices.

We were trying to decide the best team to provide for security when I glanced up and spotted Luna walking into the garden with Carrie and Sadie either side of her. She looked beautifully elegant and sophisticated in a pair of navy blue flared trousers with a sleek white vest top showing off a little cleavage but not too much. I’m guessing the three of them wanted to be matching as they all walked out wearing navy. I laughed to myself looking down at my navy trousers, I guess I could be a part of this group they had going on right now.

That my blood will make a bond unbreakable. Another 2 years have passed. Tempest has started a factory called C.W. He has 10 workers under him. IT is making lots of money. He has also started his own family. His wife is a human. I wonder if their children will have powers. Tempest had his wedding on his 18th birthday. The day was already special to him, because it was the day I adopted him. He says that day will always be the happiest day of his life. Rosalita and Flora took over the orphanage. They said they wanted to save all the kids, no matter what race. It is now more of a home, than an orphanage. The Mother’s Nest. They even take in women trying to raise their kids right, but can not b

The soon-to-be family of five talked more about the baby and the girls were very excited to know that they would be traveling the next day to celebrate the existence of their baby sibling. The End! Thank you all for reading TEMPTRESS! I hope you enjoyed reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it. I hope to see you in my new story but for the meantime, please feel free to check out my other stories on this app. Thank you!

Atop the Black Raptors, lines of armored warriors known as the Windrunners stood ready. The foremost Black Raptor was exceptionally large. Clearly, it was an Alpha Black Raptor. Riding on the back of this Alpha Black Raptor were a man and a woman. Gideon had encountered the woman previously. She was Zephara, known as Ms. Tempest of Windrunners. The middle-aged man next to her was unsurprisingly the leader of Windrunners, Zephara's father, Eduardo Tempest.

Then she closed the door quietly. Back in the living room, Damian waited, phone in hand. "Theo's rumor is spreading. Forums, LinkedIn, even a gossip blog picked it up. 'Reyes & Reyes CEO's baggage threatens Vanguard deal.'" Elena sank onto the couch. "Sterling's doing. They want the Horizon campaign." "Or someone wants you scared off." He sat beside her, too close. His thigh brushed hers. Heat radiated from him, reminding her body of things it shouldn't want.

For a brief moment, something strange washed over Adam. Peace. A sense of calm he hadn’t known for a long time. His eyes lingered, his fingers itching to trace the warm skin beside him. He felt the pull of temptation whispering to him, urging him closer. But the peace was poisoned almost immediately. The memories of Celine came crashing into his mind. His jaw tightened as he pulled his hand back like it had touched fire. “Fuck!” The word escaped him almost as a growl, loud enough to jolt Barbra from her sleep.

As Tempest continued to put distance between them, Rian's pace quickened, his muscles rippling as he closed the gap between them. ‘At a fraction of this pace, she far bypasses the speed of at least her entire class. No one has seen what she is truly capable of,’ Kalmin said, a hint of awe in his tone. ‘She likes it that way. If they did, they’d hate her. A hybrid with this much power? It’s enough to make anyone jealous.’ Tempest paused at a small puddle to take a drink, her body lithe and fluid as she bent to lap at the water. The sight of her, so effortlessly powerful and yet delicate in the same moment, made Nuri's heart race.