Temptation Ivy Smoak Novels & Stories

She touched my face, cupping my cheek, and my whole body tensed. “Ivy,” she said my name like a song. “Let me give you what you’ve been craving. Let me touch the part of you no one else sees.” I tried to think. Tried to focus. But everything was foggy. She was everywhere, her scent, her magic, her voice like a lullaby soaked in temptation. “I…” My lips parted, unsure of what I was even trying to say. She leaned in, her lips brushing the corner of mine, barely. Not a kiss, not yet. Just a promise.

Dad said it would be for the betterment of the future—future my ass. “Thank you amigo!” I gulped down the content of the glass that Levi prepared. I didn’t ask him what it was, yet whatever it was in there was really strong. Been a Saturday, The Den was filled to the brim with people. Mostly business owners, I guess it was the only place one could go and not be bothered. A half-naked lady was dancing on the pole. She was so sensual that all the men seated in here wanted her, but I had eyes on her. The drinks weren’t effective it seemed, I needed something much more stronger.

“She’s our girl.” Daniel said nothing. He just followed, hands shoved in his pockets. — Later, after a long bath and a cautious change into warm, oversized clothes, Ivy sat curled up in one corner of the Blackwood sunroom—the quietest space in the house. The old velvet blanket draped over her shoulders didn’t feel familiar, but it smelled like something that made her chest ache in a way she couldn’t name. The steaming cup in her hands smelled of cocoa and cinnamon. She didn’t know how to explain it, but the first sip had made her eyes close instinctively, like her body remembered something her mind did not.

"No, I'm his best friend and business associate." Ivy's gaze narrowed. "By the way, where are we going?" Without waiting for a response, she snatched the cigarette from Liam's lips and took a long drag. Liam's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but Ivy just exhaled a plume of smoke, her eyes flashing with frustration. "Do you smoke?" Liam asked, his tone laced with amusement. Ivy's gaze turned icy. "I've smoked since I was 17. But sometimes, when I'm under a lot of stress, I need something to take the edge off. You guys seem to know everything about me, so how could you not know this?"

I'm about to just leave when I feel burning again. I gasp and turn around to look at my behind. It's smocking. "Fuck!" I let out and pat my smoking pants when they start burning my ass for real, "What the fuck was that?!" "That WAS me," Ivy lets out and walks to her door again, with hard stomps. She points at me before walking inside, "Fuck you, Remington Silvan. And fuck your Council. If they want to revolute against me, I will burn them the fuck down."

Imagine being the most powerful amongst all mages in the Songrim kingdom! I was too enthralled by this series. I paused the TV before leaving the living room and head towards the kitchen. I ate earlier but a small snack doesn't hurt anyone. I opened the cupboard and took out a spicy ripe plantain chips before closing the door. I didn't chose the classic banana chips as they tend to irritate my gum too much. I tore the top of the bag and empty its contents in a small bowl. I took one in my mouth enjoying how sweet it was. As I was about to take up another one when I noticed a figure passing by the kitchen window.

“Wait. Won’t someone see?” “No. We are alone. No one is here. I have you all to myself to do with you how I see fit. To kiss…” I kiss her lips gently again. “To taste…” I tongue and suck on her neck, nipping in spots. Draping the strap off her shoulder, I pull the front down revealing her naked breast. “To touch…” I palm her breast squeezing, paying close attention to her hardened nipple. “Mmm to taste again,” I dip down taking her nipple in my mouth making her moan. She’s still grinding against me. My dick is ready to make an entrance, quite literally.

It felt… different. I took a deep breath, staring at the cigarette in his hand. “So, you got a backup one of those, or what?” Evans chuckled, reaching into his pocket to pull out another cigarette. He handed it to me. I took it, not really caring if this wasn’t my thing. Tonight, everything felt upside down anyway. We smoked in silence for a while. “You know,” he said, flicking his cigarette into the gutter with a practiced flick of his wrist. “I gotta admit, seeing you like this, all brooding and mysterious with the neon lights behind you—it almost suits you.”

He continued, "I love her and I hope to meet her someday." "Yeah bro, but please get yourself a girlfriend first," Kevin said, picking up his phone. "To be honest with you Kevin, it's been hard since Tasha left me," Diri replied. "That bitch did you dirty bro," Jeffery cut in, "You are the one who is waiting for love, get a girl and get laid bro." Diri chuckled and made an obscene gesture with his fingers. Just as he was about to leave, Kevin called, "Diri, your girl has been trending on Twitter since today. Gosh! Her sex tape has been leaked."

It was a shroud of black smoke rising from the northern mountains, reaching out to swallow the light. "Rhea," Ash whispered, falling to his knees beside her. He took her hand, but there was no spark. There was no heat. The mate bond was a silent, empty hall. "Please. Fight for me. Fight for us." Rhea’s head lolled to the side. She looked toward the north, where the black smoke was thickest. A small, cruel smile touched her lips—a smile that didn't belong to the girl he had loved. "He's calling," she said, her voice resonant and terrifying. "And for the first time, I want to answer."