The Seduction Game Novels & Stories

“Liwayway promised me a bride as beautiful as the moon and as strong as the tides. She didn’t disappoint.” She sat up on her bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. Her violet-blue eyes were wide and fearful. “Who are you? What do you want?” “I want you to love me, little one.” The devil told her with a small smile. “All I want is for you to love me like I love you. Imogen felt a combination of love and desire course through her body. She didn’t understand why she was so drawn to this handsome unearthly creature. Yes, she instinctively yearned for his touch, his kiss and embrace wrapping around her…

“For this game, men will be given a lock and women will receive a key. We’ll have enough time to mingle with each other. After speaking to a person, you’ll try the lock to see if it opens. If not, proceed to another person and try again. It will be a fun game. You all need to stand and let our employees move the chairs to the back of the room so that we can use the space for the game.” People stood up and started moving around, leaving the chairs. Suddenly, there was considerable silence. I turned to follow everyone’s gaze, then I realized why they had frozen. Mason Steele was walking into the room. He wore a dark blue suit and had his dark hair combed to the side. The tall and handsome man

What the…? She forced them out. “Sorry, everyone! Room's full!” someone announced. They expelled from the throng like vomit, with a gasp like they had been submerged underwater. Selena bent over panting, a hand to chest. “This way,” Clara could barely catch her breath. Selena's voice was soft and spent. “What game are we playing anyway” “The best…The Wolf's Game” Clara's eyes shone. “Trust me you'll love it. And a little something for a first time party popper like you” she nudged her elbow.

he asked. I looked down at his hand, then back up at him, calm and steady. “Careful,” I said. “Someone might think you’ve lost control.” He didn’t let go. “You sound like her. You move like her. You even smell like her. What game are you playing?” I tilted my head slightly. “You’re drunk.” He searched my face like he wanted to believe me, but couldn’t. “If you’re not, then why do I feel like I’ve already touched you before?”

And in one fearless move, she slid off her black dress, exposing her white skin to him. He watched her, not saying a thing. Damn, he loved how he went to her in the first place, and how she did not withdraw from him when he made that move in the bathroom. "Come on," her voice revived him. He beamed and sauntered to the bed where she sat like a divinity. Even half naked, her figure was seducing: the exact kind of woman he wanted in his life. For himself. But this woman might have a man and wanted just pleasure for the night. Fuck it! He didn't care, he would fuck her for the night, and let her be from the next morning.

Let's go and dance, Cassie soon spluttered after gulping the wine down and with the help of wine on Rinna's head she accepted and all walked to the floor. Yes.....yes...with Baila Comigo the song of Selena Gomez playing Rinna danced just like a trailed model .. dancing like crazy whichwhich soon earned her the attention from the men and with in an instant she suddenly felt two large hands on her waist trying to grind against her from behind. Sorry I can't do this..., Rinna immediately snapped the moment her body got alarmed but the bastard wasn't listening...his callous fingers were instead gripping her thighs in the damaged trouser.

She smiled coyly and deliberately licked her lips. Micah gulped, his breathing growing heavier. She rose with an air of seduction. After that, Sandra approached Micah and sat on his lap with her arms encircling his neck. "Micah…" she called out gently. At that moment, it was as if Micah was under a spell as he involuntarily reached out to hold Sandra's slender waist. Her delicate index finger traced circles on his chest, stirring an urge within him. Sandra looked up at Micah with an alluring gaze.

She opened it to find a tall, scarred man with a permanent scowl. “Work starts now,” he barked, thrusting a thick book into her hands. She barely caught it, its weight nearly knocking her off balance. The words Rule Book were stamped in bold letters on the cover. “You’ve got one job,” the man growled, his voice low and dangerous. “Follow the rules. And don’t make me regret letting you live.” Wren’s grip tightened on the book as the door slammed shut. She swallowed the bile rising in her throat. This wasn’t survival. This was a game. And if she wanted to win, she’d have to play by their rules… until she could rewrite them.

It was clear from the atmosphere that no one liked where this was going. "You're not going to sell me, are you?" Arya asked, shrinking into her chair. "Oh my! How can I do that? Sadly, that's illegal." Lillian let out a small chuckle at Arya's outburst. She was certainly in a good mood. "I'm simply offering a marriage contract to your daughter, Arya Pierce ."

"Perhaps I am that stupid to be played by the woman once more, right?" "Declan," Margaux begins. But Declan just smirked and said, "Stop right there, honey!" "You played your game very well, and you made me fall deeply for the first time with your bait; did you think I didn't know that part of your plan to apply for the position of secretary in my company is to amidst your vengeance?"