Tempt Book Novels & Stories

Chapter 24: The Morning After The first light of dawn was a soft, pale gray, filtering through the cracks in the barn’s wooden slats. It danced across the hay-strewn floor, eventually finding its way to the loft. Caro woke slowly, her body feeling heavy and sensitized in a way it hadn't been in years. The air was cool, but she was wrapped in a furnace of heat.

And why did it feel like this was only the beginning? The Butler led me to my grandfather's study. As a child, I knew better than to play in his study. That was his sanctuary. I entered his library and looked up at the sea of books that were neatly arranged like sacred scrolls. Books and journals on medicine, arts, a collection of poems and even books on history and politics. I coughed softly, fighting down a sob that tightened my airway. I missed grandpa. He would have defended me amidst this godforsaken family charade. I would have found solace in his arms, I would've felt untouchable, but that wasn't the case. I was touched and broken, and no one was coming to save me. “Will you please wa

I mixed liquor with fruity drinks and remember having at least a couple of shots before things start to get a little fuzzy. My eyes dart around the dark room in concern. This bed isn’t my bed, and this room isn’t my room. Well, the other one isn’t mine either really, but it’s where I’ve been resting my head the last couple of days. I massage my temples while attempting to put the pieces of last night’s events together. Strippers, vampires, alcohol, blood…? It’s still a bit of a blur. Where’s that damn coffee? My feet hit the floor before I realize I’m in an oversized t-shirt. No, not oversized, a man’s, and from the intoxicating scent flowing from it, I have a pretty good idea whose.

She rocked back and forth on her heels, a nervous smile twitching along her lips. I want to laugh, but I remain professional. I’m supposed to be an expert in all things seduction and sex. I can’t break my cover now. I gently spell out her name before writing my unique yet generic as all h*ll personalized message. After that’s done, I scrawl out my signature, ‘G. Blake’ and close the book once I know the message won’t smear. I slip into the first few pages, a business card, a special bookmark, and a couple of stickers before I place the book in a printed small tote bag. A final touch of an art print of the main characters, and I then finally hand the bag to the reader. Nice and quick. Only ni

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. This is the fourth book of the Temptation Series. All the books under this series can be read as standalone books. This series deals with a series of passionate love stories of the Donnelly brothers with spin-offs, all having captivating plotlines to keep you interested till the end. Story Summary Eva Ann Rayner has always loved her best friend’s brother, Alexander who is six years older than her. Soon she realizes the gorgeous, temperamental, overprotective and arrog

I inspected the grounds. I plunged towards the thick snow and buttoned my coat, slowly pacing towards the abandoned tent. I see no sign of human life but a newly built campfire, just as I thought. I looked around. "They must have stayed here." The tent was shredded, some of its cloth grazed on the ground. I saw pots, utensils and a few books. I grab the books and skimmed through the pages. There were pictures of weird-looking plants and some alphabets I couldn't understand. Was this the herbalist's textbook?

I corrected her; a fucking stupid mistake on my part. She smiled at me. The softness of her smile was supposed to make me relax but it was having the opposite effect. The clerk returned with a small box. The object drawn on it was smooth and plush in its design. Ohmibod. "I'd recommend this." Mrs. McKenzie said coming close to where I stood. She grabbed the box and gasped. "I remember my first time with this bad boy." I tried to imagine Mrs. McKenzie who had been president of the women book club and a staunch supporter of the move to start a neighborhood watch using a sex toy on herself. There was something wrong with the images that popped inside my head.

A low growl erupted in his chest, “Let the poor thing eat before you cause her to pass out from pleasure,” Brandon said as he stretched his arms. “She slept like a rock once she got in bed.” They all chuckled a bit as we began fixing plates. After dinner, I saw a little bag from a store I had never heard of, so I asked, “What’s Angel’z Place?” The four of them smirked a bit while Brandon got up to grab the bag, “It’s a naughty adult store.” He told me, handing the bag to me. “We wanted to get you something, and we want you to use it tomorrow.” I opened the bag and felt heat rush to my cheeks.

Tina pushed her bottom lip out in a pout, crossing her arms over her chest as she paused in the opening to Skylar's cubicle and watched as Skylar sat down and wiggled the mouse to wake her computer screen. Skylar ignored Tina's pout and opened the available placements memo from that morning. Mostly more accounting firms, law offices, and a couple big companies looking for mailroom temps. Skylar stopped scrolling and clicked on one of the placements. She knew it must be the one Tina was talking about because she heard an excited squeak behind her. Banscroft Empires. Looking for a temp placement for CEO James Banscroft's personal secretary. Skylar quickly clicked apply and said a quick prayer

“Tom, you’ll drive me to Temptations by 11pm tonight.” He turned back, surprise all over his face. “What?” I gave him a stern look, my tits still heaving from how worked up I was. Temptations is that strip club where everything goes down raw. It’s worse than Sodom and Gomorrah in there girls dancing naked, hands all over bodies, live sex shows on stage, orgies in the back rooms, people fucking right in front of everyone, cum and moans everywhere. Strictly 21+ and no limits.