Within Temptation Black Symphony Novels & Stories

She can see that the other party is tall and has a well-defined body without extra pounds because she came in contact with his body, so she can say that the other party isn't old but young, it may tempt people. But her intuition told her that she would definitely fall into something even more terrible if she didn’t leave now. Her hand was tightly held; she felt that there might be a bruise on her hand. “Sir, please leave my hand; I said sorry, I really didn’t do it purposefully; that was unintentional; let go of my hand.” Amelia’s face is still calm, but her movements weren’t slow; she fought with that man equally. She couldn’t see that man’s face, but she is still thinking,

He lowered himself to be face to face with her as she took in a sharp breath. "You are mine." He said using his alpha tone. Emma didn't know why but his voice commanded her to submit to him. But she was sane. "I-it's f-forbidden." She mumbled while peeking at him through her thick black lashes, afraid. "A sinful temptation." He rasped with dark intense emotion dancing in his forest hues.

, his voice was seducing her, hypnotizing her and every cell in her body craved him. "This....is.....no....I can't", her voice faltered, she fought to resist but her body betrayed her. "Come to me. I can give you what no other can, what you need and more", he stepped away from the window and held out his hands, beckoning her to follow him. A feeling of despair and disappointment washed over her and without thinking, she cried out in a voice that she hardly recognized as her own. "Please! Don't go!" He smiled again, that sensual smile that devastated her and laid her insides to waste.

"That's alright, thank you. Can you come in to my office for a moment?" He released the button and waited. A few moments later the office door opened and the temp stepped inside. Closing the door behind her she started toward James' desk. She was much younger than Mrs. Babbitt, looking to be maybe in her mid to late twenties. She had long, dark brown hair that flowed down over her shoulders and walked with a confidence that James found immediately attractive. She wasn't tall by any means but she didn't need to be. She wore a grey, sleeveless dress that hugged her curves in all the right ways while still looking professional. She smiled as she reached the desk. James suddenly felt awkward, no

Serving him his glass, I looked over at him. He had shining deep blackish eyes that spoke depth and darkness lik an ocean at night. His beautifully scary eyes caught me off guard. He was wearing a white shirt with his first few buttons undone, it was almost see-through as I could clearly see his entire hard-muscled body tattooed. All inked up till his neck. He had well-set raven black hair with each and every strand positioned backward, leaving a couple of them on his temple. Hot. He sat there as if he owned everything. With that aura of his screaming ‘fricking danger’, it was crystal clear he wasn’t one of these lusty old heads. Despite that, he was attractively handsome and seducingly hott

She asked but she got no reply or saw anybody around. Zoe decided to check his room when she found him on his bed. Zoe couldn't hold her tears as she ran to his bed and hugged him, "What are you doing here, Zoe? Aren't you supposed to be at prom?" He asked but Zoe hugged him with tears still finding their way out of her eyes. "I'm sorry Alex! I hate myself for ignoring you all this month. I have hated myself for holding what I feel for you for this long. The undeniable temptation to choose you is just too crazy." Zoe said as she hugged him tighter.

But, she had to make do with it. *** Bryce took another shot of his brandy, dropping the bottle on the nearby counter and fully grabbing the waist of the lady that kept swaying in front of him. He inched his body closer to hers and swayed them with the movement of her bottom. The music moved from the fast paced hip hop song to the slow paced song, causing the lady to turn to look at him and swung her arms around his neck. Bryce did not respond to her invitation for a slow dance, he just wanted to drink more.

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.

He sounded a lot like the devil in that moment, she wanted to open her eyes just to see if he’d developed horns. “No,” she forced out no matter how hard it was to say it. It hurt me to deny him—her nipples ached from the lack of attention—but I had no other choice. It was either deny him or fuck him for the second time and there was no way that was happening. A rule was a rule. “Please,” He begged as he dragged his lips from my neck to my chest, leaving open mouthed kisses as he went, and my legs almost gave out at the sound of him begging.

He whispers with a sultry voice, unbothered by her response as he bridges the gap between them. Mildred's emotions churn inside her like a storm threatening to break loose. She longed for him inside her, to fulfill all the promises he whispered. Mildred feels her defenses weakening. His words, despite their emptiness, held a seductive power over her. Her heart races, pounding against her chest as she struggles to resist his advances. A part of her aches to give in, to surrender to the tantalizing allure of his touch. But another part, the rational part, reminds her of the consequences of allowing herself to be played by Nelson's charms.