The Seduction Alchemy Book Novels & Stories

Seduced. The elevator opened into a room lit in dim amber tones. Velvet walls. A faint hint of cinnamon and sex in the air. In the center, a woman in a silk robe sat behind a low glass desk, expression unreadable. “Sienna Thomas,” the woman said. “Strip.” Sienna blinked. “What?” “No names, no phones, no clothing. You will wear what we give you. Refusal terminates the contract.” Sienna didn’t remember signing a contract—but her heartbeat betrayed her. She wanted to know what was behind that next door. What the hell this was.

The vibration had subsided to a memory but the need it left behind was a living, thrashing thing inside me. I was spread open, utterly exposed for him. “See something you like, Mia?” His voice was a low growl, a vibration that went straight to my core. I could only nod, my throat too tight for words. The academic, the nerd man was gone. In his place was pure, primal alpha. He placed a knee on the bed between my splayed legs, the mattress dipping under his weight. The sight of his muscular thigh, dusted with light hair, so close to my pussy made me whimper.

She ran her fingers along the spines, the gold lettering cool against her skin. Drawn in by the sheer volume, she hesitantly pulled a book from the shelf, a slim volume bound in dark blue leather. The title was etched in silver: The Royal Grimoire of Sacred Oaths. She opened it, her eyes skimming the ornate calligraphy, the intricate diagrams filled with arcane symbols.

She startled. Siena knew The Alchemist was a fiction story written by Paulo Coelho, one of Adalfo’s and her favorite books. The story was about a boy who went on an adventure to find treasure. In his journey, the boy found many more precious things, including finding his true love. However, at the end, he managed to find his treasure in a place he had never thought of. “What does it mean, Grandpa?” she complained. She broke the code, but why didn’t it tell her anything about the location of the third asset?

Every now and then I move my hand over her leg as well. “Almost finished” Demitris's words followed by a wink, he has finished, but she doesn’t know that. Jackson moves, his hand stroking down Alena’s body the leather teasing her. Reaching her legs, he slides his hand up and just reaches her sex, a slight moan escaping Alena’s lips. Hell, she just had an orgasm, what the hell? “Finished” Demitri sits up, and Jackson moves his hand away from Alena. “Okay, so book me in now for mine please” I turn and Demitri sorts it out, Jackson says goodbye and I walk downstairs with Demitri, sitting with a beer we catch up.

"Welcome to my little world Big boy" Selene dug her toes in the smooth persian rug fittings as she stared at the dark inky night full of stars. The breeze fluttering her red night dress. She stare at the city below and twirl the glass of wine in her hands. A smile tug at her lips. The ring cold against her skin, reminding her she's got powers now, her head filled with different wild thoughts. Bill was in her world now. She'd use him as she liked, as she pleases. She had left him to take care of things regarding the death of her saviour. He couldn't resist now, he's been enchanted.

"Do you know the password?" I sighed and rubbed my temples. "No, that's what I've been trying to find out. It has something to do with the inscription my mom left me in this book…but I can't figure it out for the life of me." Simon set the laptop back down on my bed and grabbed the book instead, reading it's words out loud. "To Alice: Life is beautiful, precious, and worthy of awe." His eyes then turned to me. "What have you tried?" "Respectlife, passionate, trust…You name it, I've tried it." I groaned. "I have no idea."

Carlos sliding his hand, down to my vagina, fingering, making me scream his name while my eyes roll to the back. I could also try out those sex positions that I read from my karma sutra book. I have had so many fantasies for a long time now but Carlos just want to remain celibate which isn’t good for me. I am someone who doesn’t have that much luck in men because of my size but when Carlos came into my life as my secretary, I knew that I have hit a jackpot. Though I was crushing on him so badly, I never for once tried to tell him, he was the one who told me that he likes me.

I picked my favourite book, Twisted Games and read a bit. As I read, the room door was swung open. “Please just leave me alone.” “Are you sure?” A different sounding female voice asked. She has a different accent than most of the girls in new York. I was intrigued so I looked up to see who it was. It was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. She wore simple clothes really, but there was something about her that drew me to her. I stood to check her out properly. She paired seductive red lips with a leather jacket and flayed out school style mini skirt with boots. That is a dangerous combo. Innocent and deadly.

Cuddling them, I take them to bed and read them a story until they fall asleep. Walking out of their room, Jackson is standing there. He’s not saying anything, just looking at me, his eyes assessing me. I want him. I don’t want him to touch me, but I want to feel something. Walking past him, I walk towards the playroom. Standing in here, I begin to take my clothes off, stripping down and kneeling, waiting for him. “Not happening, Alena. This is something you can’t cover up with whips and chains, no matter how much you try.” He isn’t fooled, not at all, but I’m not trying to cover up my feelings.