The Tempter Novelas e Histórias

"I just hunt you down." "We'll see," I replied. I pulled my hand back and made my way towards the door. "Goodnight, Your Majesty." I left him behind, watching me walk into the dark. I reached the hall outside the guest section and walked with legs trembling under me. The covenant with Satan had just been sealed. Once again. This time, I was the temptation., the great temptation. And I would ensure the King of the North fell to nothingness.

It must be funny. “ You really have a death wish, ” Elyna can’t hold herself anymore. This guy is totally some psycho and bullshit. “ Wooo… Now I’m get to see some crazy bitch of Elyna, ” Adryan pretended to be scared. Then he laughing so hard. Elyna already reach her limits. “ You bastard!, ” Elyna shouting out loud as she feel really angry and can’t control herself anymore. “ Found you. ” Suddenly, there is a man with scary face that full of snake and other shape tattoos appeared in front of them.

The cigar dangling between his lips fell out of his mouth and He blinked seeing her open black curled hairs on her shoulders, her lips painted cherry red, the natural glow on face with blushed cheeks. The cigar fell on his shoe, He cursed mentally and dabbed it with his shoe. The temptation to look at the beauty standing in front of him was too much to ignore for a wasted cigar. The horny beast in Viso cried desperately seeing the innocent seductress in front of him. She was dressed up to sleep with him! Is she deliberately trying to torture him, who dress up like this when not want to be fucked! Viso wanted to burst at her but He didn't know what happened to him every time He got in front o

But now, an elusive, shadowy figure was turning the predators into prey. "So this man... this Mr. Dante..." Kael mused aloud, his golden eyes burning with a dark, predatory light as he analyzed the threat. "He isn't just the ruthless leader of a high-tier assassin agency. He has a distinct, terrifying possibility of being the one causing the widespread mayhem across the city. He is the one making all supernaturals—whether they are powerful witches, old-blood vampires, standard werewolves, or my own Lycans—completely afraid to step into the light."

“He sees himself as Zeus or something. God of thunder and coerced compliance, acting as if he has a lightning bolt for unruly guests probably stashed in his pocket.” I gave a sarcastic scoff. “He sees himself as some sort of deputy Jesus. It is more akin to the Emperor of Emotional Torture and Empty Promises.” I made a face and mimicked his words. “Even your breathing should be with my permission. Who died and delegated my breathing patterns to him?.” “...The man requires a sobering reminder of reality. And a hug perhaps. A hug that is so unbearably tight that it makes him feel everything. But I wouldnt be the one giving it” I said after pausing.

"I noticed you at the window. Thought, *Now that's a woman who doesn't know how pretty she is.* Lena edged a little to the side, placing the box between them like a divider. "Don't speak to me like that." His smirk increased. "What direction? Compliments are free, sweetheart." "I'd like you to leave." "Aw, come on. Don't be like that." He leaned over the counter now, too close. "You and me, we could have some real fun." "I asked you to leave." He didn't move. Instead, he reached towards a stack of books on the counter, shuffling through them with careless disdain.

I felt flattered. "Yeah. I'm Henry Fetcher by the way." He extended his hand and I shook it. "Adam Wilson, but you probably know that already." I laughed. "Say Adam, would you like to join us at the Casino Club this evening?" He invited. "Oh yeah? What have they got?" "Blackjack, Roulette, Poker..." "Sounds alright. I need to take a break from the so called problem I'm having so I guess I'll be there." "Awesome." This was the perfect way to distract myself

He's trying hard not to open his mouth because the moment Khana's tongue enters, there's no assurance he can silence his desire to kiss back. However, she is more tempting than he could imagine. Her hands slowly crawled to his chest which brought a shiver to his whole being. Meanwhile, Khana is earnestly praying that the guy he is kissing will fall into her antics. She wished he'd kiss back. She's doing her best to tempt the priest, shamelessly committing a sin. She is crazy enough to go against the world just to have the love of her life. She can feel loud drums lying in Henry's chest. He is breathing hard while trying to resist the temptation, but he is just a human who got preyed on by ea

It was a spark she hadn’t felt in years, a reminder that despite everything, she was still alive, still capable of feeling. With a steadying breath, Claire moved forward, her mind already racing with thoughts of the session ahead. She knew that the journey she was about to embark on with Aiden would be one of discovery—of both his soul and her own. For in the whispers of temptation, she knew that she would find the answers she sought, and perhaps, just perhaps, discover the fulfillment she had been yearning for all along. The title, Whispers of Temptation, encapsulates the subtle yet powerful allure that beckons the characters into the depths of their desires. Like a faint murmur carried on

he stammers, his gaze shifting between me and the temptress. I grab the remote, muting the TV, as I watch him fidget. “Oh, her?” I say casually, my lips quirking up in amusement. “I was feeling hungry for a midnight snack, but now I want to see if you can resist temptation.” "What temptation?" he asks, his voice cracking, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously.