Tempting Heart Novels & Stories

I caught him before he could make any such move. “Something is missing,” I mumbled under my breath, my eyes were trailing up and down to find the missing thing. A sinister smile appeared on my lips when I found it and the pure terror came across his sweaty, bloody, all messed up face as he realized my intentions. “Slit a cut over his abdomen, I want his entrails to slowly come out so I could draw them,”

“Are you sure I haven't?” “I'm quite certain.” I answered, rolling my eyes and laughing. “Does that mean you've been watching me?” “I try to make it look like I am.” “Well, why would I, when my wife is right beside me!” Malcolm replied in the most flirty tone ever. That wasn't supposed to make me dizzy, but it did. Worse, a hot sensation spread through my heart like hot oil. What now? Was he serious, or was he playing with me now?

He felt his heart stutter, his wolf howling in a vacuum of agony, but he kept his eyes locked on hers. "Focus on me!" Ash commanded, his voice a raw, bleeding thing. "Touch me, Rhea! Use me to ground yourself!" He collapsed against her, his body pressing her into the obsidian pillar. Their chains tangled, silver on silver, creating a cage of metal and lust. The Hex of Desire, triggered by the proximity and the ritual's violence, exploded between them. It was a desperate, reckless night of touch and pain, a collision of two souls trying to find a way back to each other through a wall of fire.

“I liked his touch with the hearts and the strawberry syrup. It’s quite cute.” Flynn frowned and took a moment to check the photo he had taken. The strawberry syrup that he had assumed was randomly drizzled, was actually in the shape of interlocking hearts. Lucas had found another way to flirt with him.

I deserve better, I deserve someone who genuinely cares about me and would love me beyond words. "I agree!" Ellie whispered. "You deserve someone better than Alexander! He's just a jerk. Though It sounds like he loves and cares about you so much. I wonder what's going to happen if he eventually has his way with you." "To my surprise, he sounded really sincere. He said he was willing to do anything for me to be his. I had never seen him that sincere!" "Before I started working with him, I was willing to give him my body but not anymore. It's just so sad that someone with a disgusting personality is blessed with a very hot body. I hope I'm able to overcome all temptation till all of these are

Tugging at her shirt and cupping her buttocks through her shorts. She thought briefly of her stupid, Stupid plan to have bad sex with him. Impatient, clumsy sex. His impatiens thrilled her, and she reveled in his clumsy, grasping hands. They spoke of his passion. Of the urgency of the moment. The need to possess and claim.

She draws her trump card as she slowly in the very corner opening the gate and all after concealing her mana and very spell of her drawn pentagram to meet him. With the cold breeze of the afternoon and the sunset that’s giving the reddish hue of the very sky above. One heart is in the warmest tone, the other who is the same but greater as it found its other piece and treasure it marks to own. The two who are hiding, but deliberately have a different chase of heart. Where the first is brewing the anger and bloodthirst to kill after witnessing the scene it branded as a fit of howling jealousy towards the only person it ever wanted. Finally, and to the other who’s in bliss and in excitement kno

It was an awkward topic that had no future. “I want you, Emilia. I want to do things with you that you aren’t ready for. So what choice do I have than to stay away?” His fingers moved her hair to the other side to caress her exposed neck. With his warm voice uttering words that played with her senses, his fingers working their magic on her skin, Amelia felt intoxicated by his nearness. While her heart wanted to tell him she was ready for whatever he wanted to do with her, it was her mind that battled against her wishes. No, it was too early to surrender herself to a stranger she just met.

With a loud, guttural cry, he laid next to her. The two love birds were sweating and breathing heavily, trying to relax their bodies from an intense session of lovemaking. Prisca was slowly descending from pleasure realms, adoring her lover with her beautiful eyes. His skillful act of romance made every minute seem like hours of unending ecstasy. "Oh! This was-" Prisca started, lacking words to describe the blissful feeling. Clem smirked cheekily, "Amazing?"

This time the apron's off, only rock hard abs, and the bulge in his pants. I gulp nothing and hurriedly take my eyes away from him. Mr. Temptation. Instead I try to take in my surroundings, the classy-vintage theme. “Like it?” He asks, I can hear him slowly walk to me. He stands behind me. My senses heightened, obvious of his every tiny money, even his breath. “Yes–Yeah” I take a deep breath but it does absolutely nothing to calm my accelerating heartbeat. “It's cozy” I rub my palms together.