Temptation Island 2 Novels & Stories

I couldn’t exactly tell, but it had left me feeling powerful and like I was capable of conquering the world. The first woman to make me feel all sorts of things in hundreds of years, and I’d left her on that goddamn island without at least making a plea for her to consider joining me. If not now, then at least soon enough, so I could have something to look forward to. So this constant itch that had sat underneath my skin, making my hands twitch with the need to touch, my fangs neigh tingling with the memory of her blood, could finally end. I stared blankly out the window, my mind hundreds of miles away on the island, when a sharp ringing jerked me out of my thoughts.

His eyes were dark and hungry and he looked at me like he was about to devour me. I wanted that too. But now, he asked me to touch myself. I swallowed hard and slowly let my knees fall apart. Landon didn’t move from the chair across the room, his eyes locked onto mine as if nothing else existed. “Touch it, baby.” His voice was quieter but the command was still sharp. Hearing him tell me what to do turned me on even more. “Show me how you want me to touch you.” I slid my hand down, past my stomach. I paused for a moment and looked at him. Embarrassment burned up my neck but the heat between my legs was worse. Hotter. Needier.

And for the first time, I truly understood what it meant to feel like a woman. Those beads—ring after ring of them—slid back and forth inside me, rolling, churning. Each movement jabbed at my sensitive nerves. Wave after wave carried my emotions from the depths of despair to the heights of ecstasy, like riding a roller coaster. Just as I was losing myself in that exquisite pleasure, I caught a glimpse of a small red light on the ceiling. That red light—it looked exactly like a hidden camera, the kind used in hotel spy videos. My heart lurched. Cold sweat broke out all over my body. The pleasure drained from me like a receding tide.

Lora was shocked and wanted to know what really happened. "Let's go to the library tomorrow," Lora suggested. Barry nodded, wanting to help Lora sincerely. A girl as good as her didn't deserve to be hated. They had to sleep to make the night pass quickly. The next morning, Tina wore the stolen dress to school. She walked confidently, feeling like the prettiest girl in school. No one noticed that the dress was stolen. Her matching shoes shone like glass. She crossed paths with Harvey and tried to charm him with her beauty and perfect body. However, Harvey wasn't interested. No matter how pretty Tina was, if his heart didn't choose her, he would still choose Lora.

Chapter 10: Temptation and Resolve The club was quieter now, the vibrant energy of the night settling into a dull hum as patrons trickled out. Isla stood behind the bar, wiping down the surfaces with mechanical precision, though her mind was far from the task at hand. The evening’s events played over and over in her head, the tension in Dante’s voice still ringing in her ears. He was getting closer, and she had to be careful. One wrong move, and everything she and Alex had worked for could be ruined.

ended. "Where is the Cradle?" Rhea asked, her voice as cold as the ice beneath her feet. Silas pointed toward the highest peak, shrouded in a permanent, swirling mist of black smoke. "Follow the hunger, Rhea Mooncrest. It will lead you to the only throne that fits." She didn't say goodbye. She turned and stepped onto the ice, her heart finally going still. She was no longer Rhea the Omega, Rhea the sister, or Rhea the mate. She was the Ruin, and the night was just beginning to fall.

My eyes drifted towards Rowan who is enjoying the girls attention. The girls throw their breasts in his face, thanks to the piece of cloth they have wrapped around their body. But, who am I to judge as long as they are enjoying? One girl wraps her arm around his midsection from behind while the other one is kissing his neck. I never signed up for this. I rolled my eyes and get up fron the chair, ready to head back to the mansion. When we came here to recieve warships, the work ended sooner than expected so Rowan suggested that we get a drink or two and enjoy ourselves now that we are here and we all agreed.

Carla's POV 3 hours later we had arrived at our destination. I still wasn't sure were we are but I'm sure we're in France. In an island int South of France actually and then I knew immediately as we pulled up. We're in the Golden Isles. A gorgeous island in the south of the French Riviera I had once told Liam I would like to live there, it was years ago before we even got together. I can't believe he remembered. "Liam, what's happening?" I asked as we got out of the car and are met with staff in the front of a huge gorgeous villa.

" She asked again, and I responded while nodding my head in a denial-filled manner. "So, who gave you the order to create the contract documents?" She barked while losing her patience. "Instead of being a contract wife, I wanted to spend time with you as a real one!" Her face was almost on my lips as she sucked her tongue. "I am giving you one more chance; think about marrying me!" "Decline now if you do not want to marry me, but don't uphold the terms of our agreement!" She moved her finger while saying. "Your eyes will only look at me and search for me as long as you are with me!"

I stood there for a little more because another maid didn’t come up for my replacement so I have to ask them for their refills. “Hey, Baby, I am waiting for a while now….for my refill?” A Chinese-looking man spoke, laughing his ass off as if he meant to be waiting for me, not for the drinks. In spite of that, there are other maids too, he just wants me. Just one last time, I said in my mind, walking up to him to pour him alcohol. He didn’t try to hide his dirty intentions as fear got me in, he spanked my hips a couple of times, making others laugh. I flinched hard at his touch, “Don’t be scared, little bunny, it’s my way of saying thanks,” All this is happening again. The past I thought I le