Temptation Series Ella Frank Novels & Stories

Jamey She was a walking temptation I knew I would succumb too sooner rather than later. Meadow was doing nothing to keep my sexual appetite down, her existence was slowly pushing me to my limit, her presence was unnerving and the stunt she pulled today was proof of that. Staring at my bedroom ceiling, all I could think about was the look on her face in the elevator and how it drove me crazy, how easily she got wet for me was addictive. I had been in this position for a few hours. I couldn’t sleep and I couldn’t work. This was becoming unhealthy.

If only I could take all her sorrows. Mary appeared from the kitchen inquiring about the breakfast, "Breakfast is ready should I serve it?" "No, I don't have an appetite," Ella replied with her eyes fixed on the ceiling. Mary glanced at me helplessly. I gesture her to go refusing her to take the breakfast. After a while, Erik appeared and sat with us in total silence. He didn't utter a single word until I asked him about the updates. "While the bodies have been sent for postpartum and cops are..."

"I swear I don't find him attractive. I just don't understand myself whenever I'm around him. It's like my body doesn't listen to me anymore." "If there's anything that douchebag is good in, it's tempting women so he would have their way with them." Ellie sighed. "I can't wait for this revenge to be over. Not only are you getting attached to his kids, but you are also falling for his charms. I don't want you to get hurt babe."

When their gazes locked, he couldn’t help but notice how radiant she looked under the candle light, her skin glowed, her smoky-grey eyes sparkled and her lips looked so ripe and inviting that he suddenly felt the urge to taste them… Realising what he was doing, Dylan looked away and cleared his throat then he asked the only question that came to his mind. ‘’Why aren’t you eating?’’ ‘’I’m not hungry, just…thirsty.’’ She helped herself to the whiskey, gulping down a full glass before reaching over almost immediately for a refill. ‘’You’re going to get drunk. And don't forget what a bad drunk you are.’’ He chided softly. Ella ignored him. That’s precisely it, if she was going to get through ton

"You are way, way sexier than she is, Antonette." "Then prove it, James. Prove it to me. Show and make me feel that I am desirable. Prove it to me with your body, James," Antonette said seductively, increasing James's heat. Until James completely lost control and forgot that Antonette was inebriated and that he shouldn't take advantage of her. He is only focused on possessing her. So James claimed Antonette's lips once more while one of his hands caressed one of her arms, causing Antonette to moan slightly. Antonette closed her eyes and let the torrent of sensations wash over her. James caressed her shoulder with such gentleness. It's as if she were a fragile glass that would shatter if he t

All I want to do is lean into the part of me that’s already scheming about how to get back to the man that rejected me, so I can save his life, or die trying… beside him. The door clicks shut somewhere behind me, followed by Ella’s soft footsteps. I lift my head as she leans on the corner of her desk, dressed in fitted cream trousers and a matching blouse. Her hair is swept in her usual bun–right on the top of her head, and messy–with rogue waves falling around her sculpted face. I’ve always thought of Ella as the family beauty. But when she opens her mouth, her sharp tongue twists that beauty into something so fierce I’ve seen grown men cower in her presence.

Can he ignore the attraction he felt for her, feelings that resurfaced after ten years? What will Alyssa do when she is stalked by the man who has been invading her dreams since the day she met him? What will she do when she is whisked away to a deserted island by the unpredictable Nicholas Donnelly? Can she tame her heart or surrender to the sinful temptations? Read this third book of the Temptation Series to find out!

6ft tall and looked like she was forcefully starving herself to maintain that body. It was funny how I was able to retain this Information about her when I was so not myself and very drunk. She introduced herself as Matilda stone and I couldn't recall any Stone in the business world but she gave me something I needed at that point which was a listening ear to pour out all my frustration. She was there with me all through the night and as the day grew darker, I began to feel like I was in the arms of my love Olivia and I gave In to her.

She opened her mouth giving my tongue entrance to enter ger delicious mouth and explore my territory and ravish it as much as I want. Her hands slipped from my cheeks and rested on my chest while I taste her, like she is my favourite fucking dessert. Because fucking hell, she is. --- "Why do I not know anything about it?" Lucas pouted with obvious disappointment in the all three of us as we sip on our drinks. "Because you were busy with paper works." Rowan mocked him and asked for a refill. Lucas is talking about being left out when the whole drama happened in the morning. I am not even paying any attention to them as I re-think about Iris' words again and again. What does she mean by she ca

“It looks like independence. But it’s exile with better lighting.” He searched her face. “You don’t have to decide now.” “I do,” she replied. “Because not deciding is still choosing.” ⸻ That evening, Clara sat alone in her apartment, scrolling through the offer details. The role was prestigious. Lucrative. Clean. It would untangle her from Adrian completely. It would also place her directly in Serena’s orbit—another elegant distance maneuver disguised as opportunity. Her phone buzzed again. A message from an unknown number. You handled today beautifully.