Sinful Temptation Novels & Stories

It's not fair, that this man has come into my life, disguised as an angel, when in reality he was Lucifer himself. I remember a song, by one of my favorite singers, that says: he's handsome as hell. Because I guess sin and temptation, have their appeal, and sometimes it's hard to say no. But sin and temptation always have their appeal. But sin and temptation will always have the same ending, guilt, and regret that makes you ache to your very soul.

"Really? Because it seems your ex fucked you up in the head so you're acting out and seducing your brother's girlfriend to get off. It's sadistic." I pray the music blasting drowns out our words. "I need you to not come close anymore." "It's killing you isn't it." "I don't know what you're talking about." I gulp. He towers above me to grab another beer from the countertop. "You should stop drinking." "You're struggling to not want this. Constantly reminding yourself how wrong this is yet finding your body utterly drawn, right back to where we started." "This is insane. It needs to stop."

Yet, I wasn’t at ease. Allen had just cheated Juliet. My heart was pounding, I needed to get away from him or I would be tempted to suck his lips again. “This is wrong. We can’t do this to Juliet.” I stood up and brushed my hands on getting rid of the wrinkles on my dress. I had been so stupid to think Allen could be into me. I had almost forgotten who I was. Sure I might have feelings for him but that was never an excuse to sin, my grandma used to say, “There is no excuse for sinning.”

But next to his reflection, he saw the shadow of Angeline. She was the "weakness" he hadn't seen coming. She was the "motivation" that was already starting to rewrite his priorities. He realized then that the "Sinful Virtues" weren't just the rules they lived by. They were the traits that would either bind them together or destroy both their empires. Angeline wasn't just his wife; she was a mirror held up to his own soul. And for the first time, Roman Moretti didn't like what he saw.

Levi raised an eyebrow, "If they felt guilty, they would have stopped." Listening to Levi's answer, Bella chuckled softly, shaking her head. “You are wrong, although I am not a psychologist, I think the two of them at some moment or moment really felt guilty and sorry towards me. But they cannot overcome the exciting temptation of adultery.” “The temptation of adultery?” Levi softly repeated her words.

, his voice was seducing her, hypnotizing her and every cell in her body craved him. "This....is.....no....I can't", her voice faltered, she fought to resist but her body betrayed her. "Come to me. I can give you what no other can, what you need and more", he stepped away from the window and held out his hands, beckoning her to follow him. A feeling of despair and disappointment washed over her and without thinking, she cried out in a voice that she hardly recognized as her own. "Please! Don't go!" He smiled again, that sensual smile that devastated her and laid her insides to waste.

She spread her thighs without hesitation watching me with dark, heavy eyes. “Touch me. Please.” I did. One finger traced her slit, gathering wetness, circling her clit until her hips jerked. She was soaked, swollen and trembling. “More,” she begged. I slid one finger inside her tight and she clenched around me, moaning my name. Not Uncle Xavier just Xavier.

I sighed in my head because she had started her usual boring sermon again. "Always keep in mind that you are a great child; avoid bad companies and bad influencers; and don't fall into the trap of peer pressure. Is that understandable?" She demanded. "Yes, ma," I sneered with a dramatic salute, and I received a short smile from her. "Lastly, say no to casual sex or any form of sinful relationship; you don't need it now. This is the time to focus and go get your certificate in order to aim higher in your career. No going to illegal parties or indecent dressing! And always read your Bible and attend church. I hope we are clear." She launched out, and I nodded.

“Oh God…” “I am your demon. The one sent to make your life hell, to remind you that you have no place in the world of good. You have to keep sinning, every single damn time, dragging yourself into situations that will prove you’re the bad girl you really are.” His tone is silk and steel, a mix of temptation and curse. “I am your temptation—the ever-reigning supreme being that will ensure you keep getting claimed over and over again until all you can think about is me.” What the fuck? My mind screams the words, heart slamming in my chest.

I could feel how wet I was down there, and the thought of him knowing how much he turned me on made my insides burn with a mix of shame and excitement. He grazed his fingers over my panties, and then he hummed slowly, “for someone who doesn't want to cheat on her husband, you're terribly wet.” I closed my eyes, hating the way those words made shame slither down my spine. But for some reason, I still didn't stop him. I wanted him to continue what he was doing. “Eyes on me princess. Look at who's touching you,” he ordered and my heart fluttered at the sound of that.