The Last Temptation Novel Novels & Stories

“Good. You may leave.” I rose on trembling legs, bowing deeply before backing toward the door, my heart hammering. The study's heavy oak clicked shut behind me, leaving me alone in the dim corridor of the pack house. The air felt cooler out here, but my skin burned with the weight of the task ahead. Spy on the Luna, Elowen, with her pale skin and commanding presence that had already drawn me in during that morning's haze of lust. And now, I'd be her shadow, her servant, her betrayer. Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough... or too soon.

Her eyes scoured through each and every word, breath slow as she pictured what each scene looked like. “You are mine, Evelyn. Every last inch of you. And I’ll make sure I go so deep, that it’s basically imprinted in your mind.” She pressed her thighs together, feeling a wave of heat run right straight to her core. She couldn’t get all horny now. Not when it was a public setting. They’re definitely going to go at it hard, she thought to herself as she flipped the next page. She’d gone through a major part of the book now and there were only a few pages left. Now if she could just get to her last class—

"Gideon’s notes: the Temptress was once the Guardian of Dreams, tasked with bringing comfort to the grieving. But she was seduced by the very desires she governed." Siron remembered. He looked at the Temptress. "You weren't always like this. You were the Guardian of Dreams. You were supposed to comfort, not trap." The Temptress paused. "Who... told you that?" "Ancient records. You fell because you got too close to human longing. But it wasn't entirely your fault." "Silence! I chose this path! I am powerful now!" "But you aren't happy. Look around you, this empty space. You can’t feel real happiness because you only give illusions." Siron stepped forward, despite the threatening tentacles. "I

"Such thoughts are the devil's whisper. You must resist. Pray with me." But Page's hand slipped through the opening, brushing his knee. "Resist? Or give in? Your voice... it's deep, commanding. Makes me ache. Father Abram, have you ever touched a woman? Felt her pussy clench around your fingers?" He froze, her fingers trailing up his thigh. "Stop. This is sacrilege." Yet he didn't pull away, the heat of her skin searing through fabric. "Sacrilege? Or salvation?" She stood, opening the door between them. The booth felt smaller, charged. Page shrugged off her coat, revealing a tight black dress that clung to her full breasts and hips. "Look at me, Father. See what temptation looks like."

In front of them was the devil who was oozing out with anger and behind them there was the deep chasm. "This is my book. How dare you touch my belongings? Give it to me otherwise I will kill you all," said the devil in extreme fury. Lord Yong knew that he was the same sinister malcontent soul who cursed the whole town to die. He was the last owner of the book and the book is the only source of his existence as an evil soul in the desert.

The room suddenly felt too hot as their scents filled my nostrils, making my cock twitch uncontrollably. They looked at each other—their eyes saying things they clearly didn’t want to say aloud and their expressions were a mixture of fear, curiosity, temptation and something darker. “If… if we agree… what happens now?” Vivian asked me with a hesitant voice. I stepped between them, close enough for their perfume to surround me. “Now? Now you become mine.”I murmured, brushing a strand of hair from Camila's cheek Camila trembled while Vivian’s lips parted like she was inviting my touch.

"I just hunt you down." "We'll see," I replied. I pulled my hand back and made my way towards the door. "Goodnight, Your Majesty." I left him behind, watching me walk into the dark. I reached the hall outside the guest section and walked with legs trembling under me. The covenant with Satan had just been sealed. Once again. This time, I was the temptation., the great temptation. And I would ensure the King of the North fell to nothingness.

And neither was it a book made of gold like the one in the territory of Octavius. No, that was your copy. A book written in twenty-four hours by a teenager raised in a convent. But he was bound to pretend to be a religious book, so that its owner could read it anywhere without being prevented by it, and so that he could bring the earth as many demons as possible.

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. This is the fifth book of the Temptation Series. All the books under this series can be read as standalone books. This series deals with a series of passionate love stories of the Donnelly brothers and their friends, with spin-offs, all having captivating plotlines to keep you interested till the end. Summary

"You can join my agency... After a few years they will anyhow forget how you look. No one comes there. You will become a strong woman and then you might also come back to take your revenge." He was mischievous. "Strong woman?" Arabella mumbled, the word sounded appealing. "Okay!" She wasn't aware what she was signing for. Renzo just wanted a pawn to destroy Bismarck family who refused to gave him his rights and he got one. He kept her hidden from everyone to make her his Ace but he died before he could do anything with her. Arabella sighed. "After growing up, I realised that Renzo might have had his own motives but it was too late, he was dead by then... His psycho son took over and my life