The Tempter Novels & Stories

“She tried to erase the night I first had you. The night I put a baby in you without even knowing your name. And all this time she’s been sitting at my boardroom table pretending to be family.” His thumb brushed my lower lip. The touch was possessive, almost angry. “She wanted me broken. Dependent. So she could keep controlling the empire...., and me.... from the shadows.” I shivered at the raw edge in his voice. “What are we going to do?”

“Good. You may leave.” I rose on trembling legs, bowing deeply before backing toward the door, my heart hammering. The study's heavy oak clicked shut behind me, leaving me alone in the dim corridor of the pack house. The air felt cooler out here, but my skin burned with the weight of the task ahead. Spy on the Luna, Elowen, with her pale skin and commanding presence that had already drawn me in during that morning's haze of lust. And now, I'd be her shadow, her servant, her betrayer. Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough... or too soon.

“I don't chase women I want, they go after me, they plead for my body and soul. I know your type and I will get you” Teyana smirked , she seductively replied him in a whisper, the voice he wanted to hear in the other room. “ Am sorry Cee, you won’t get me. Neither will I crave for your body and soul like them, rather you’ll yearn to get not just between my legs but to officially be my man”

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.

Hezekiah’s pale brows furrowed silently, looking towards the seething male who had the lasciviously dressed babel lord toddling behind him, he asked, “Demon king, what trail did you face?” Tempest raised a brow in confusion, but answered anyway, “I was given the option to fight either my desires, myself or my enemy.” He dared not reveal anymore not out of cautiousness but pettiness, why ever would he work with this bastard if not because of the portal and to take down that little wrench? He remembered his battle with him, the portal revealed quite a lot about how powerful the spirit grade weapon was, and the reason why he was so enraged was because that little bastard had nearly beat him!

He found none, the innocent eyes just as bemused as they all felt. He gave a snort and wafted his hand. "Fortune favours you. I fear your purity will lead you down a dark path, but what do I know? Some fare well and, as much as I despise saying it, I hope that will be your fate, however, I have seen many a good one fall. Temptation is stronger in the land of the Gods." --- Whether or not one could describe aiding the birth of a demonic hound a menial task was something to be debated. The great beasts were a strange breed, possessing both masculine and feminine abilities.

Clem said as she finally took his whole length in. She began to fellate him, bopping her head up and down as he thrust his hard shaft down her throat. She started crying, praying that someone should walk right in and save her from this son of the devil. After a short while, he ordered her to stand up and take off her trousers. She began to beg him but he gave no heed to her plea. He threatened to shoot her again and then, out of fear, she took off her trousers. He began to fondle her buttocks and uttered obscenities. With a gun in one hand, he bent her over the sink and spread her legs apart. He spat on his hand and used it to lubricate her lady part.

Glacier lay half-leaning, his hand moving slowly over my bare skin, as if his fingers were drawing maps on silk that refused to end. I lifted my head slightly, looking at him with eyes full of questions, and whispered hoarsely “Do you really love me… or am I just a temptation?” He leaned closer until his hot breath touched my neck, then smiled a deadly smile, his fingers tracing my curves. “A temptation? Does that word suit you? You are the curse of my body… a poisoned apple God created to test my madness. Every detail in you, from your shoulders to your toes, makes me swear that no woman can steal my mind except you.”

“Have you ever touched or sucked boobs?” Father Alex, trying to keep his emotions intact and get away from them, but couldn't, they had him against the sofa. “Do you understand the consequences of what you're doing? You're trying to seduce a priest.” He said, his voice unsteady and husky. “Sasha, moaning his name, while he fucks us, will feel so damn good.” Felicia chuckled, her hands roaming around his body. “I rebuke this temptation, this instant. Holy Mary, I seek thee to help me out of this temptation, I…”

"For the last year you've been dancing in my mind. You are no less than Mohini" (Mohini - a woman who tempts men with her beauty). His hand from her waist reached to her cheeks as he squeezed them between his hands. "You are being a fucking temptress". He gritted out agitated for stopping himself this long. The wait was unbearable as he stopped himself from doing anything to her from the past weeks he entered this house. One sight at her. Just one fucking sight and she puts his body on fire. No dirty talking no sultry actions. Just one fucking hesitant flickering gaze and that's it. He could only imagine how divine it would be to touch her and claim her. There is this strong urge in him to t