The Silent Force Within Temptation Novels & Stories

It's not fair, that this man has come into my life, disguised as an angel, when in reality he was Lucifer himself. I remember a song, by one of my favorite singers, that says: he's handsome as hell. Because I guess sin and temptation, have their appeal, and sometimes it's hard to say no. But sin and temptation always have their appeal. But sin and temptation will always have the same ending, guilt, and regret that makes you ache to your very soul.

I continued knocking the windows of his car but nothing was happening, I just found my brother walking towards his car's direction, starting the car and maneuvering the wheels to where Klenz was still on. "Wilson, stop the car! Oh my god, please!" The car moved faster as it became nearer towards Klenz who seemed to be accepting his faith. He doesn't even look scared. "Wilson, I'm begging you, please." I was suddenly tired, a weak voice came out from my mouth and I could feel the heavy atmosphere penetrating my consciousness until I passed out.

"The way your wet clothes cling to your body… showing every curve… tempts me." I swallowed hard. My eyes slipped away from his. "You’re not innocent, little one. Every curve. Every look. Every word from you… it shakes my silence with whispers of sin. Like you were made for one thing." He leaned closer. I felt his warm breath near my ear. "To seduce me. You are a real temptation, Miss Amara." He paused, then added possessively. "And you’re not just a temptation. You’re my temptation." I looked at him in complete silence. My heartbeat thundered like war drums. His eyes cut through me, shaking everything inside.

“After you.” She swept past me, the silk of her gown brushing my leg. She didn’t look back, but her silence screamed louder than words. I waited a beat, then followed. Because now I knew, she wanted me. And whether it was desire, rebellion, or just weakness, I didn’t give a damn! That woman was temptation wrapped in silk. And I’d never been the kind of man who gave in to temptation. Not this one.

But nothing about him felt broken. He was power wrapped in temptation. Chaos standing still. And when he opened his mouth, voice low and full of sin, it felt like the air itself got heavier. “You summoned me.” It was deep and smooth, dark like sin, like smoke curling through my soul. “I—I didn’t,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, trembling as I clutched the blanket tighter to my chest. His smile was slow and wicked, stretching across his face like a dark promise. “Yes, you did. With every lonely night. Every soft little cry into your pillow. Every time you touched yourself and whispered into the dark... I heard you.”

Emerald cried her lungs out. "P_Please!" She begged. Arabella wasn't sure if she was begging for death or life but the girl was in misery. Egon crossed his hands over his chest and watched her with straight face, didn't say anything. Even with straight face, he looked pure evil. His black clothes were showing the colour of his soul and the cut on his eyebrow was adding to the evil look. He was silently challenging her to follow her stupid plan and see what happens. Her eyes told that Egon has broken the courage within her because she gave up. The woods piece dropped from her hands as she broke down in tears and his lips curved into smirk. He won, without doing anything! Giving away the hint

For succumbing to the will of the flesh. The words fell out of my lips in a silent mumble. “And if your eyes cause you to sin, gouge them out…” A pause and I shut my eyes. “Lord, my flesh has sinned and I am here for penance. I raised the whip, my eyes still squeezed shutㅡ Maybe. Maybe if I didn't look or hesitate, then I would be saved. “Forgive me, Lord. Cleanse me of temptation.”

“While I fuck you like this.” He pushed inside me in one long, slow glide. I moaned, forehead dropping against the cool glass. He fucked me like that.....standing, my body trapped between him and the window...; deep, measured strokes that made my breath fog the glass. One hand cupped my breast, thumb rolling my nipple. The other slipped between my legs, fingers circling my clit in time with his thrusts. “Feel how wet you are for me?” he growled softly. “Even when your heart is breaking, your body still opens for me like this.”

"I don't know, Alpha Sterling. You've been trying to take my father's life for more than twenty years. Shouldn't you know him better than I do?" I think my provocative words regarding our complicated 'family' relationship have the opposite effect from what I wanted. Looking at me harshly once more, Silas withdraws his hand from my underwear and violently pushes me against the desk, drawing a groan from my lips. "You are a sin, a dark temptation that I must eliminate," Silas exclaims, stepping away from me. "Am I a temptation? Really? You sound like an old man when you say that..." I mock him.