The Fall Into Temptation Novels & Stories

But when Ace says it, I know it’s a promise he is willing to keep. Ace is the devil in disguise, a walking sin, and I will gladly follow him into the fire.

And I had contingencies for each. I flipped through Etian’s page. The man was clever, but too driven by pain. His recent abduction had rattled him, leaving him vulnerable. If I pushed just right—maybe with a planted witness or a misleading tip—Etian would fall off the trail or follow the wrong one entirely.

But how can I kill the man who saved my life not just once but twice? How can I kill someone when he all did was to be nice to me? I sighed. “You ready Amelia?” Natalia ask me. She is now wearing a long slit gown in the color of peach that suits her. Tonight is the night where I’m going to be introduced as the successor of my mother. The future mistress of the witches. I looked at her and smiled. “I’m ready.” I lied. I wasn’t ready to be a leader, heck I don’t even have the skill to be one. But this is my mother’s legacy and I ought to rule so she can be proud of me.

The door slid closed, leaving us both in a tensed silence. I took a spot by the corner, my heart pounding so loudly that I could hear it through my ears. He stood just inches besides me, and from the side of my eye, he faced forward with an unreadable expression. God please, let us stay this way. I shut my eyes and prayed, but clearly the heavens wasn't listening. At that moment, he tapped on the hold button, and the elevator came to a stop. He turned, taking slow, measured steps toward me. I wanted to shrink, to disappear, but I stuck between the cold steel and this hot ball of temptation.

A fallen angel, cloaked in darkness, tempting me with forbidden fruit. And the most terrifying part wasn’t that he might drag me down with him… It was that a part of me already wanted to follow.

For falling for it allowing myself to be duped and daring to believe—even for a split second—that there was something more something genuine behind his terrifying exterior I cursed myself. Hot, unrelenting tears poured down my face soaking the silk nightgown and blending with the disgust that soaked into every pore of my body. I felt taken advantage of. Absolutely totally utilized. As if it were a sex toy. A toy that was brought out when he wanted to ride it break it and then throw it away when he was finished. After having just swooned under his touch my body felt alien soiled violated and completely repulsive. I wanted to rip my skin off scrub it clean and remove all traces of his touch an

My heartbeats escalated and my intrusive thoughts kept my eyes hanging on Lucas's body where he stood in his briefs, could i handle the aftermath of this sinful temptation? What were the possibilities? Then my eyes locked in with his, Cold, blue?, daring… I couldn't do this, It wasn't possible, So i let my hands twist the door knob, about to walk away from my biggest temptation, about to let my career sink, This was either going to be my biggest mistake, or my greatest comeback. But then Lucas's voice spoke up again , and this time, the chills, it ran through my spine,

“No one can escape my charms. I knew you would fall for me eventually, Sweetipie.” I acted to puke. At least this woman would divert my attention and temporarily make me forget my pain. "Why would I fall for you?" I asked and emptied the contents of my beer glass. The cold from the drinks was refreshing while the alcohol temporarily numbed the pain. This was the purpose of this place. To numb the pain of what I witnessed earlier. I wondered if the two had already… "Miss Winter is the only woman for me," I whispered. How long will I continue to cling to my feelings for her?

He asked, turning to him but Tristan was lost in his own thoughts, his vexation. "Father…" He called with a long inhale, making a tight fist. "Hmm?" He hummed, running his hand in his long beard. "I am sorry but I should have said it before." He breathed out. Uncaring for the consequences but it would be better than eternal regret. Only to see if they are fine or not. "What is it, Tristan?" He asked, coming closer. "Father. You are right, temptation is a curse, it leads you to unfathomable raze. Vacuous of me to discard it." He growled, making a tight fist with a clenched jaw.

She started but stopped looking into his needy pleading eyes. He leaned down to capture her lips again and this time, she couldn't resist the temptation. The temptation of the devil. No matter how hard you try to run away, you will always find yourself at the starting point again. It was the trap of the devil, which made us believe that we have managed to run far away. But the moment he decides to bring us back from this illusion, we break out of it in just a snap of his fingers.