Within Temptation Silent Force Novels & Stories

he said as his gaze dropped lower, I followed it and found it raking over my exposed chest, slow enough for me to feel the heat climb into my skin. My smirk faded instantly.“Cole,” I said quietly. “What are you doing?” His hand lifted as he reached for the collar of my shirt. His fingers brushed my shoulders lightly. The touch was soft but made my whole body react like he had set something off inside me. “Cole,” I repeated, my voice unsteady now. “Stop.” His fingers held into my cloth as if testing something. As if deciding how far he needed to go to get what he wanted from me. “Esme,” he said, his voice lower. “If you don’t tell me the truth on your own, I swear I will force you to open you

And Aiden on his knees sucking his dick down with greedy, obscene sounds, like he had been desperate for this chance. The slick, wet rhythm of it filled the air. Along with Jace’s ragged moan. For a heartbeat, Elias saw nothing.... just a black haze flooding his vision. The world blurred into silence.​

The world was silent except for the occasional chirp of crickets. I tilted my head back, letting the breeze tease through my hair, closing my eyes for a moment. But even as the cool air kissed my skin, another heat began to build deep inside me. Slow. Insistent. Undeniable. My thighs pressed together, seeking friction, my pussy throbbing with a desperate, aching pulse that wouldn’t be ignored. I bit my lip, squeezing my legs tighter—but it only made it worse. Mr De Vito’s name whispered through my mind like a forbidden prayer.

Cheryl Gareth His hand roamed my body as he brought me closer. The kiss intensified. My hands were everywhere, I didn’t know what to do with them. I rubbed my hands against his toned chest. We pulled away gasping for air. Allen lifted my chins with his wet hands. “I’m not going to do anything without your consent.” Allen was everything I ever wanted in a man. He is gentle, understanding and cocky. Indiana was rooting for us and I would almost imagine her overdramatic voice when I tell her.

"Said she’d do anything if we hid her." Ghost walked up to me. He was so close I could feel the heat coming off him. He didn't look impressed. He looked like I was a problem he was about to throw in the trash. "Anything?" Ghost asked. He reached out and grabbed a handful of my white silk dress, his eyes locking onto mine. "We don't do 'charity' here, . If you stay, you belong to the club. All of us. You understand?" I looked at the gate closing behind me. I looked at the five men now circling us like wolves.

“Say it now because once I start I am not sure I can hold back from taking everything you got.” I stayed completely silent, my lips pressed together because the desire was winning over every guilty thought in my head. Jackson never made me feel wanted like this, he never looked at me with that hungry stare that made my pussy clench and leak just from being near him. Marcus took that silence as permission and yanked the swimsuit top aside with one rough tug, pulling the thin fabric away so my full tits bounced free right in front of him, my nipples stiff and aching in the open air.

"The necrotic field... it’s suffocating the wolf. If I don't end this, we’re both buried in this tomb." He was right. The cloying, oily pressure of the Temple was increasing, a chemical frequency designed to ground a true wolf before he could even shift. I could feel Silas’s Alpha energy leaking out in violent, uncontrolled bursts, his heart hammering in a rhythm that was dangerously fast. I closed my eyes, the violet light behind my pupils turning the room into a thermal map of electricity and bone. I didn't reach for Silas’s power this time. I reached for the "backdoor" I had sensed in the Temple’s resonance.

Everyone has a secret desire, something they crave. Some are simply better at hiding theirs. Behind closed doors forbidden fantasies come to life. A sheltered woman craves a man she was never supposed to want. A desperate maid catches the eye of a wealthy heir. A bride makes a mistake a week before her wedding. A bodyguard crosses the line with the woman he's sworn to protect. And in the supernatural world, and Omega realises that fate can be cruel at the same time sinful as she becomes the heartthrob of two wolves. From forbidden passion and dangerous attractions, to possessive lovers and secret encounters, fated mates and desires that refuse to stay hidden, lessons in sintuation is a co

Within the Chamber of Temptations, the countless beautiful women from before had transformed into ruthless killers in a matter of seconds, but the smiles on their faces remained. The spiritual blades in their hands swung at Wilbur viciously. The crumbling palace lit up with spiritual flames, hurtling toward Wilbur. Countless arms reached up from the ground, wrapping themselves around Wilbur's legs in an attempt to hold him down. Sabrina smiled again, her lustful charm coming off her in waves. Images of Wilbur in countless unthinkably filthy positions with the women filled his mind, stimulating all his senses.

"Such thoughts are the devil's whisper. You must resist. Pray with me." But Page's hand slipped through the opening, brushing his knee. "Resist? Or give in? Your voice... it's deep, commanding. Makes me ache. Father Abram, have you ever touched a woman? Felt her pussy clench around your fingers?" He froze, her fingers trailing up his thigh. "Stop. This is sacrilege." Yet he didn't pull away, the heat of her skin searing through fabric. "Sacrilege? Or salvation?" She stood, opening the door between them. The booth felt smaller, charged. Page shrugged off her coat, revealing a tight black dress that clung to her full breasts and hips. "Look at me, Father. See what temptation looks like."