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I said just above a whisper hoping he wasn’t too drunk that he’d listen. “No” he said with a deadpan look on his face, “sir if you want to keep that hand, I suggest you remove it from my wife” looking behind the man I saw my husband. Was I relieved no, scared well yes, I was because none of this would’ve happened if he’d just stay with me instead of going off with Sophia.

It was a study room. “I’m really sorry. I will just go.” I walked in the direction I came in. I couldn’t comprehend why I keep messing up everything. First it was climbing into his bed when he wasn’t there, then the embarrassing Leo story that my bestfriends took the honor of narrating. “Stay.” He muttered. I stopped in my tracks and looked puzzlingly at him. I avoided eye contact and settled my gaze to the books on the shelf. They were classics from Jane Eyre down to the Lord of the Flies. At the bottom of the shelf stood a huge collection of contemporary romance novels, the largest list I had ever seen someone possess.

he answered curtly. "James, you will be joining us for supper at the club tonight at 7," his mother stated sternly. A dial tone followed immediately after. James hung up the phone and groaned. Damn her. James was contemplating his options when a voice came over the intercom that sounded far too young to be the voice of his secretary Mrs. Babbitt. "Mr. Banscroft your 11 o'clock just called to cancel." James stared at the intercom for a minute before remembering Mrs. Babbitt was out for a month and she had requested a temp before she left. The temp! Before he could talk himself out of his stupid idea James pressed the intercom button. "That's alright, thank you. Can you come in to my office fo

They were mean, violent and always intoxicated before coming to school. They tried recruiting Elena but she refused. Ok, even if she did agree, were their names going to change from Trinique to Quadruplenique? That will be painful to hear. But ever since then, they made school unbearable for her. But on that wholesome day, Amanda and Bridget came to her rescue. Amanda, Bridget and Elena got to their literature class a minute before Mr. Quinn came in. He ordered them to bring out the recommended novel, the TEMPEST written by Williams Shakespeare. Mr. Quinn opened his own copy and he asked.

He has never called me Nessa before. I snapped out of my blissful erotic imagination. Fuck! I need him. The calender by my side indicated there was no meeting scheduled until closing. It meant I had no excuse to go into his office until it was time to leave. Accepting the dreary fact, I resolved to read a novel on my phone. The book was a classic by Sidney Sheldon. Rage of angels. I was just getting to the fun part when his door opened. He walked out fully dressed with his suit and all which was unlike my imagination.

Can he ignore the attraction he felt for her, feelings that resurfaced after ten years? What will Alyssa do when she is stalked by the man who has been invading her dreams since the day she met him? What will she do when she is whisked away to a deserted island by the unpredictable Nicholas Donnelly? Can she tame her heart or surrender to the sinful temptations? Read this third book of the Temptation Series to find out!

The soon-to-be family of five talked more about the baby and the girls were very excited to know that they would be traveling the next day to celebrate the existence of their baby sibling. The End! Thank you all for reading TEMPTRESS! I hope you enjoyed reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it. I hope to see you in my new story but for the meantime, please feel free to check out my other stories on this app. Thank you!

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It has just been her and the book. She shut herself from the world and every thought about people. She had no idea what was going on in the world. She exhaled heavily as she flipped to the last page of the book. Guinevere told her that if she reads the book, she will get answers to her questions and she will know how to control her powers. But the book could cloud her thoughts in a negative way but if she was careful, it would be good. Aurora had no idea if she read the book negatively or positively, all she knew was that she understood a lot already.

She took a deep breath. Air around her condensed subtly as her magic calmed, lightning striking tight circles rather than whipping around erratically. Chaos around her snapped into focus. Centered. “Now.” We moved together. Wind burst from my body violently, but instead of clawing forward in all directions, it punched outwards in a tight spiral cyclone that wrapped around Iris’s magic rather than pushing up against it. Simultaneously, Iris let go; lightning crackling around her that struck outward in hard lines, funneling directly into my tempest.