Novel & Cerita Temptation Quote Oscar Wilde

“To anyone who ever thinks of messing with Zara. this is how it will end for you. I will make sure you ruin yourself.” A heavy silence followed. No one laughed. No one whispered. Everyone heard him.

She wasn’t bold. She was desperate. Desperate people just called it ambition because the truth sounded too ugly. That was when I finally moved. Not toward her. Away. I walked to the cabinet instead, poured myself a drink, the liquid steady despite the heat crawling under my skin. Because yes, there was heat. Not desire. Not temptation. Heat like warning. Heat like a fuse burning down inside my ribs. Heat from the sheer audacity of her coming into my space and speaking of Cassandra like she was a failed investment.

“I don't chase women I want, they go after me, they plead for my body and soul. I know your type and I will get you” Teyana smirked , she seductively replied him in a whisper, the voice he wanted to hear in the other room. “ Am sorry Cee, you won’t get me. Neither will I crave for your body and soul like them, rather you’ll yearn to get not just between my legs but to officially be my man”

"They say he's handsome. Too handsome for the clothes." I feel a flush creep up my neck, hidden beneath my veil. "Sister, such talk is idle. We should pray for him instead." She bites her lip, nodding, but the seed is planted. Handsome. Too handsome. I shake it off, focusing on the rhythm of scrubbing. The metal gleams under my efforts, a small act of devotion. But my mind wanders, unbidden, to the crucifix in the chapel the carved figure of Christ, his body twisted in agony and grace. I've stared at it during vespers, wondering at the humanity beneath the divine. Flesh and blood, suffering. Tempted.

"Victor is an aesthetic hedonist. He buys beautiful things and breaks them when he grows bored. If you approach him as a delicate flower, he will take you, conquer you, and discard you again." Adrian's thumb stroked over Julian’s bottom lip, pulling it down slightly, exposing white teeth. Julian felt a shudder run through his core, a sharp spike of arousal that caught him off guard. "You must be the poison he willingly swallows," Adrian continued softly, his thumb tracing the curve of Julian's jaw line down to his throat. "You must be arrogant, elusive, and utterly unattainable until he is crawling on his knees. He must believe you are superior to him in every way—wealthier, sharper, cooler,

“Confidence comes with experience. And… a little temptation.” My pulse spiked. Temptation. That word hung heavy in the air, charged and electric. I shouldn’t be thinking about it. I shouldn’t be feeling the heat creeping along my spine, curling into my stomach, making my fingers clench the armrest. But I couldn’t help it. Not with her here, so close, so dangerous.

she began, her voice low and sultry, "tell me, have you ever been tempted by something you know you shouldn't have?" I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, caught off guard by Cecilia's directness. "Um, well, I suppose we've all been tempted at one point or another.” Cecilia's lips curled into a smirk. "But some temptations are more... irresistible than others, wouldn't you agree?" Her gaze flickered to Anna, a challenge lingering in her eyes. “I’m sorry, what's the point of this conversation?” I inquired, my tone brokering no hostility.

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.

“Your blue eyes are lovely and drown me like the sea. My reflection in your eyes is like a small fish. If it comes out from there, it will die.” Lucifer turned to look at Odette’s pink lips and touched them with his index finger. “And your lips are very sweet. When you babble and scold me, I want to devour them. You don’t know how many times I feel like I almost go crazy for holding back myself from those temptations. It feels like I’ll go crazy if I keep holding it in, but you will scold me if I don’t hold back.” Odette gulped hard. “W-when did I scold you? And I didn’t seduce you. You were just easily tempted,” she said a little nervously.

She rolled her eyes and attempted to move on, but her words made me and the beast stare at her, unable to understand what she meant. I cocked my brow at her in confusion. “Spare me?” From what, getting hard? There was no way she knew how much of a temptation she was to me, and the tone of her voice implied something darker. “Yes. Temptation is the road to Hell, or at least that’s what I hear.” Shit. She couldn’t have gotten that any more right if she tried. I smirked at her again, my temptress. “You think I’m tempted by you?”