The Temptations Silent Night Novels & Stories

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

“I… I shouldn’t—” “You should,” he said softly, pressing closer, letting her feel the warmth radiating from him. “Tonight… it’s about discovering what you’ve been craving all along. About temptation… about giving in.” Her thoughts screamed at her resist, don’t let him, remember the payback but her body betrayed her. Every nerve, every muscle, every heartbeat ached for him. Duke’s hand rested lightly on Tess’s lower back as he guided her into a shadowed lounge. The heat between them was almost unbearable. “Tonight… it’s just us,” he murmured. “No games, no rules… just temptation.”

He hears it, oh, he hears it, because the chuckle that escapes him is low and rich and cruelly amused. “Stop fighting what you want, baby girl,” he whispers. “Just come to bed with me.” Yes. The devil himself. Who else could tempt a sane woman, a woman desperate to do right, and drag her down into sin with nothing more than words? His voice isn’t merely temptation. It is temptation incarnate. I manage to force words past the chaos trembling on my tongue. “Please… I can’t… I can’t do this. My sister—she’s going to be back in a few minutes and I—”

I said, forcing myself to sit up. “Agreed, we rest tonight and tomorrow we trek through night and day to get us through the thickest parts of the forest. I’ve heard some crazy things about this place. Temptation forest is exactly that, a complete temptation. Built to trick you into straying from your path to indulge in your deepest fears and desires.” My stomach twisted in knots as I stared at the trees. They stood still, not a single branch moving, no birds singing, no wildlife at all actually. And something about that was extremely unsettling.

Her small frame was completely covered under him. She gulped and tried to push him away but he was like a rock. His smirk mocked her that she is too delicate for him. Oliver touched her pink tinted cheek with his lips, she was irresistible. The warmth spread in both bodies when he touched her. "What's your beautiful name, Kitten?" He whispered in her ear. He couldn't understand why she haven't said a word since last night. She was looking at him like a deer caught in a headlight. Her whole body was trapped beneath him and his warmth was doing something to her heart. He was looking less threatening than last night.

Angel said. Don't listen to this good-for-nothing angel; he is not at all daring or competitive. You need to win her over to make your family happy. Moreover, she has the gall to ignore you. You have to make her fall for you. The devil said. I was getting sick of this inner turmoil between the devil and the angel in my mind. So I told both of them to shut up and leave me alone. She was smiling like an angel. But I was frowning. I was not ready to leave her alone. I would try to make her fall for me. I don't know why, the thought of not seeing her every day disturbed me.

The sermon I had prepared vanished. "Temptation is not a silent whisper," I began, my voice lower than usual. "It is a loud noise in a quiet room." I stared into space for a moment, my thoughts wandering. "It is the memory of a touch that makes the skin on your arms crawl even in the presence of the Holy Spirit. It is the scent of vanilla in a room full of incense." I gripped the edges of the wooden lectern until my knuckles turned white. The congregation was so silent you could hear a pin drop.

Selene leaned over him, her lips close to his, eyes dark with mischief and something deeper desire that was forbidden, dangerous, intoxicating. “Do you understand now?” she murmured. “How easily temptation can bind you when you think you’re in control?” He swallowed hard, voice trembling: “I, I do.” A small, victorious smile curved her lips. “Good. Then the lesson continues” And in that moment, Elias realized: temptation wasn’t just a challenge. It was a force he couldn’t resist, not with Selene, not ever. The First Night of Forbidden Proximity The study was silent except for the quiet scratching of quill on parchment and the occasional rustle of turning pages. But for Elias, every sound was

I whispered, “you were hard the entire time I was talking, weren’t you? I could hear it in your voice. You were imagining bending me over your desk and fucking the sin out of me.” He took a step back, hitting the edge of his desk. “Angela, stop,” he growled, but his eyes dropped to my breasts for a split second. “This is temptation. The devil is using you to test me. You need to go home. Pray. Ask for forgiveness.” I smiled sweetly and took another step forward. “I don’t want forgiveness, Father. I want you to ruin me. I want you to lift my dress, shove your holy cock inside my tight little pussy, and fuck me until I scream ‘Oh God!’ for real reasons.”

Everything turned dark and silent. *********