Unlawful Temptations Novels & Stories

I would shift in my seat, my face flushing, my dick getting hard. “The devil is among us, my brothers and sisters,” he boomed, his voice echoing through the church. “He is in our hearts, in our minds, in our… loins. He tempts us with filthy thoughts, with unnatural desires. He makes us weak. He makes us crave the forbidden fruit.” He clicked the remote, and the vibrations intensified, a steady, insistent pulse against my prostate. I bit my lip, a choked sound escaping my throat. A few people turned to look at me. I just smiled weakly, pretending to be moved by the spirit.

With the way my body reacts to her presence. “I’ve felt things… things I shouldn’t feel.” she begins, the room getting smaller with her every word. “I can’t pray them away, Father” she takes another sip and places the cup carefully on my desk. “I’ve been celibate for two years, and I've made a vow to remain that way until I get married” I shift on my chair, trying to focus more on her words rather than the way the words come out of her mouth. “But these past months have really been tempting for me. I mean how is it possible to keep that vow when I'm insanely attracted to a man. A man I shouldn't be attracted to” her face saddens and she looks away from me “A priest” Looking back at me she sa

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

Like a faint murmur carried on the wind, temptation whispers to them, offering glimpses of forbidden pleasures and the unknown. For Dr. Claire Holloway, the whispers are not only external but internal, a manifestation of her own suppressed longings. The story matches the title as it delves into the quiet yet persistent calls of desire that both Claire and her enigmatic client, Aiden James, must confront. Their journey is one of exploration, where the whispers of temptation lead them into uncharted territories of the psyche and the heart.

“Look, I know you’re here against your will. Cas wouldn’t do it if she didn’t think it was necessary. And that sounds like I’m defending her, I’m not. She won’t hurt you, or have you hurt.” “The whole, I don’t hurt women' line.” “Yes. She has standards.” “A mafia boss with standards. That’s a first.” Olivia scoffed. “She’s your sister and I get that you want to see the best in her. But she kills, she runs drugs and guns, and she has a brothel. Don’t even start thinking that the fact that she runs that place with an iron hand makes it better. They are women, and men, being used for someone else’s pleasure.”

With the entire world watching her with surprise, Amelia’s face flushed with colour. An electric jolt shot through her body feeling crushed against his hard chest and shoulders. His muscular arm felt like an iron band around herself. She instinctively snaked her arm around his neck to keep herself from toppling over. It was a bad idea since it made her nipples harden with arousal. No, this wasn’t right at all! This guy should come with a statutory warning sign hanging around his neck saying, Dangerously Tempting! Females could have detrimental side effects from severe cases of se*ual arousal in his company!

How could I resist the pull, the yearning deep within the yearn? And so, we kissed. I didn't remember who had exactly started it because my mind went automatically hazy. Longing for that simple touch which was going to set my heart ablaze, there was no other option than to submit to the temptation. She gave me a kiss which was both sweet and tender. Like a pair of butterflies flattering their wings in perfect harmony. The tingling sensation which ran through me like a jolt of electricity was hard to describe or comprehend. That kiss was beautiful with a slight touch of tongues, yet cruel in various details. We were both lost in forbidden love, in the love we could not show, nor should we sha

Victoria Morgan couldn't stop herself from replaying the video that Nelson had sent to her earlier that day. Despite her best efforts to resist, she found herself drawn to the forbidden pleasure it evoked—a pleasure that even her husband failed to provide. As she watched the video for the umpteenth time, she couldn't help but envy Mildred. She envied the intensity of Mildred's passion, the reckless abandon with which she gave herself over to desire. And as she watched, a voice inside her whispered, "Why not you?"

If thinking like this means going to hell, then I would gladly accept the offer, if it means to be with him and in his arms, with my legs and hands wrapped around him while he sucked the life out of me and devoured me whole. Such a sinful thought and I'm falling for the temptations that my body is craving for, and I don't want to fight with that 'Falling Temptations'. I want to be engulfed in it. He then moved his hand that was holding my head to roam around my neck, moving down to my bare back before taking a turn towards my shoulder and at that moment, I wished that there was no towel that would stop his hands tracing my body. I wished he would rip that towel off my body even though my san

A home, children, the promise of loyalty. But Victor was not just a man. He was an Alpha, and his blood burned hot with instinct. Patience was not his strength. When Clara became pregnant, her scent shifted, and her body changed. The wait—the abstinence forced by her fragility—was more than his hunger would allow. So he went outside their bond. Just once, he told himself. Just to quiet the restless wolf inside him. But one betrayal became two, and then countless more. He sought relief elsewhere until the relief became a craving, and craving became a habit.