Истории Temptation

"Father Aaryan..." Her voice was a whisper. Sin in a silk dress. "Don't say my name like that," he warned, fists clenched. She smiled, wicked and soft. "Like what?" "Like a prayer you don't believe in." She was a dark romance writer hiding from her past. He was a priest trying to outrun his own ghosts. She wanted chaos. He preached purity. But temptation has a name. And it sounds an awful lot like her. He was her salvation. But she... was his holy sin.

It was my reflection... but it wasn't me. Her skin was pale, her expression colder, crueler - and her eyes glowed bright red. I took a shaky step backward, my eyes never leaving the mirror. My reflection didn't move. That's when I froze. She tilted her head - slow, deliberate - like a doll coming to life. Then suddenly- "Oh my gosh, just quit pretending already!" she snapped, stomping her foot. I flinched. The sound cracked through the silence like a gunshot, echoing in every direction. Her eyes locked onto mine. I couldn't move. There was something in her gaze - not anger, not hatred. Power. She was made of it. Radiating fear like heat off asphalt. She sighed, rolling her eyes with venomous boredom. "You're acting like she was your first kill," she said through gritted teeth. I just stared, my mouth open. Speechless. Because the worst part was... I wasn't sure she was wrong. After studying my expression, she smiled - slow and crooked - a satisfied grin that slithered down my spine. "Anyway," she said, casually brushing imaginary dust off her shoulder, "just thought it right to remind you of your most recent accidents before we note down your next one." My heart skipped. I furrowed my brow, searching her eyes - looking for any flicker of sarcasm, any crack in the madness. Nothing. **Mara Luther thought she was just another spoiled rich girl with a chaotic life. Then the world ripped everything from her hands. What rises from the ruins isn't a victim, but the long-buried truth: Mara is the reincarnation of an ancient empress whose return signals a storm the universe has been terrified of for centuries. Power is waking in her veins, old enemies are stirring, and destiny isn't offering her a crown... it's offering her a catastrophe.

What happens when an Indian spy get deployed on a mission to infiltrate a gang? Then honey traps a politician's daughter. He never meant to fall in love with her, but he did anyway and now what? "Mujhe maarna manzoor hai, lekin haarna nahi. Kyunki haar manna, ahsan rasta hota hai. Aur ahsan rasta lena, meri fitraat nahi." ~Hamza Ali Mazari "Usse dekha aur bas. Bina soche samjhe, maine usse beintehaa pyaar kiya. Woh meri mashooq hai, isilye saza nahi de sakti, lekin use bewafa nahi banne dungi." ~Yalina Jamali "Mujhe aap ke saath waqkt betana hai. Bas, itni si baat nahi maan sakte?" Yalina said with a cute and childish pout. "Teek hai, lekin ek shaart. Mujse pyaar mat karna. Manzoor hai?" Hamza said thinking that it would be easier if she didn't. "Afsoof. Bahut der ho chuki hai. Dil, dhadkan, dimag, jism aur rooh, sab aap ke naam ka hai. Ab kya hoga, kyunki jo chaiye, mujhe chaiye?" Yalina said while looking into Hamza's eyes. She said like a fact. Written in stone.

A deep-dive research into the murders that are happening in her small-town leaves Verena suspicious of everyone close to her, especially when the killer makes it his personal mission to taunt her. "Did I mention that I fantasize about fucking her on top of the cut outs of the news articles she's gathered, right there in the library- making her scream the name she's so obsessed with knowing..." PREYS AT PLAY ---- A hauntingly, dark romance story. Warning: This story contains mature content.

Falling in love was never part of the plan. Especially not with him. They don't like each other. They don't agree on anything. And they definitely don't call each other by real names. He calls her kareli/ chipak kali ( because he thinks woh chipak ti hai usse) She calls him Karela. ( And langur for his delusions) He didn't even know when kareli turns into her solnyshka What starts as irritation turns into laughter, stolen glances, and a connection neither of them planned. But while he sees her as more than enough, she is still fighting a past that taught her otherwise. Tangled Temptation is a slow-burn rom-com about healing, hesitation, and falling in love when you don't believe you deserve it.

"Don't hide the desire behind your eyes. "

After Harriet loses her husband on a solo Atlantic crossing, she starts a new life in France, renovating a medieval stone Priory and then letting it to holidaymakers. In England, Sir Hector, a bastion of British Banking born with a golden egg, not a mere silver spoon is approaching retirement. He finds diaries in one of his attics written by his female ancestors. He decides to publish them. Raunchy and licentious, they hit the No. 1 spot for ten weeks, earning him a spot on the Michael Parkinson Show. He is subsequently inundated with often salacious offers from women and decides to have some fun. He dates a number of them, mostly disastrously, but some are not without their benefits... Sir Hector, grounded by his aristocratic Aunt Tilly, is castigated for his behaviour. Harriet and Hector meet in unfortunate circumstances at a wedding in Scotland. He doesn't endear himself to her when a massive stag causes a collision, wrecking her car. In France, Harriet has adventures with her guests, romance with an old flame and, guiltily, an affair with the local count. Through thick and thin, Harriet is supported by her children; her brother Freddie and his boyfriend; and her great friend Aoife, who is as Irish and free-living as Harriet is restrained and correct. Hector buys a vineyard in France for his retirement and fosters an attachment to Harriet. Hector's social milieu is formed of his aristocratic friends, Aunt Tilly and his Swedish girlfriend with her thirteen Siamese cats. His alcoholic chef provides suspense whilst Jane, his no-nonsense Sloane Ranger PA and two Scottish spinsters are the source of much humour resulting from their sexual naivety, revealed when they are hired to reply to the vast sacks of often explicit fan mail sent to Sir Hector. From the skeletons of wartime German officers discovered under the local chateau to the chef's death on a superyacht and a thwarted terrorist attack - life in France is never dull.

A Christian-faith based historical fiction. ... Elisha Sinclair is the daughter of Viscount Sinclair, a very wealthy and persuasive nobleman in their kingdom. Everything in her life has been intricately planned and set up by her parents from a young age. And everything is going as it should be for a young lady of her age and social standing, when she wakes up from a jarring nightmare that has her rethinking her entire life and all her plans for the future. Then, when she suddenly meets one of the Princes of the kingdom, after a moment of vulnerability, her world is turned upside down. Why can't she shake the feeling that something isn't quite right with her betrothed? And why can't she stop thinking about the Prince, who, for some reason, won't leave her alone? She's a betrothed woman! ... Read along as Elisha's life takes a surprising turn when her renewed faith in God directs her path in love and shapes her future.

She's failing one class. He's failing to stay away. Naomi Ellis has her life mapped out-grades first, distractions never. She's the girl who keeps her head down, the one professors love and classmates barely notice. But when her GPA takes a hit, she's forced into tutoring sessions with Blake Carter, the campus golden boy quarterback. Blake isn't just muscle and charm-he's secretly brilliant in the one subject Naomi can't crack. And he's determined to prove she's more than the "Ellie" he teases her into being. Late-night study sessions turn into stolen glances. Nicknames become private jokes. And suddenly, Naomi's carefully drawn lines blur under Blake's grin and the way he calls her Ellie like it's a secret only they share. She wanted grades. He wanted the win. But when tutoring turns into temptation... neither of them can resist playing for keeps. -- Blake leaned back, watching her with that infuriating grin. "You know, Naomi Ellis sounds way too formal for someone who bites her lip when she's stuck." Her head snapped up. "What's that supposed to mean?" He shrugged, leaning closer. "I'm calling you Ellie. Fits better. Besides, it's just for me." She rolled her eyes, but her pulse betrayed her. "That's ridiculous." "Ridiculously perfect. And now it's ours." The nickname lingered in the air, heavier than the silence between them.

WARNING! PERINGATAN! TOLONG DIPERHATIKAN BATASAN UMUR SEBELUM MEMBACA! BILA TOPIK TIDAK COCOK, JANGAN DITERUSKAN! 1. Cerita mengandung unsur lgbt, mxm, bxb, mxb, gays love, boys love, shounenai, smut, nsfw 21+! 2. Cerita banyak memuat topik dewasa dengan kink CHEATING PERSELINGKUHAN HUSBAND SHARING POLYAMORY yg mungkin tidak cocok utk sebagian orang. 3. Bila tidak cocok, jangan diteruskan! 4. Dilarang plagiat! Hidup itu pilihan. Meski waktu berputar kembali, gue akan tetap memilih yg sama karena gue sayang mereka berdua. Namun, saat ini, gue ditawarkan utk memilih kembali.

Have you ever done something that made you question your own principles and values? For eight years, I fought for a relationship I believed would last a lifetime. I held onto it through every uncertainty, every quiet doubt, every passing year that seemed to demand more of us. Never once did I imagine that something so conflicting would find its way into my life-though, in truth, I was the one who opened the door to it.

Some things don't start with a spark. They start with a collision - the wrong person in the wrong place at exactly the wrong time, eye contact that lasts half a second too long and leaves something behind that doesn't go away. That's how it starts with Victor and Austin. Victor has spent years building real, practiced, bone-deep control - over his choices, his words, the careful distance he keeps between himself and everyone around him. His walls aren't just high. They're architectural. And no one has ever made it far enough to find out what lives on the other side. Austin seems to have been built specifically to change that. Loud where Victor is silent, reckless where Victor is careful, warm in a way that feels almost aggressive. He moves through life like consequences happen to other people - and he has a talent for making Victor's distance feel less like protection and more like stubbornness. What starts as forced proximity turns into stolen glances, charged arguments, and touches that burn longer than they should. They both know what it's becoming. They both know the risks - the complications, the loyalties stretched thin, the secrets sitting just below the surface of everything growing between them. They stay anyway. Because some things don't respond to logic, and this was never the kind of feeling that cared about being convenient. It dug in quietly, settled somewhere neither of them could reach, and made itself at home before either of them thought to lock the door Control meets temptation. And neither of them is backing down - not because they're fearless, but because walking away would mean pretending this was ever something they had a real choice in. It wasn't. It never was. And deep down, even through all the tension and the complications and the things neither of them has been brave enough to say out loud yet, neither of them would change a single thing.

"Listen, [name], you mustn't let them know about you, ." "Really, mom? Never ever?" "Even now, take them by surprise, and you'll survive, maybe someday soon, you can." Relatives distance themselves from your family of three. The day you came to find out why, was in blood and in fire. A man came to your home, resembling one of the students you saw in your mother's office once. [name] comes to Hogwarts in ruthless resolution for revenge and prove herself otherwise, she won't allowed any obstacles in her path. Regardless of blood ties, she'll have to proof herself she deserves the same level of respect and treatment as any other student. The gem stone on the book cover can be your birthstone or a gem of your liking. From 1st to 7th year [All 8 movies and maybe a crumbs from the 7 books take place here].

"I know it's forbidden but I don't wanna lose you. I want you to be mine." This is just a fiction and made all by my imagination. Any events, names or places that has been in real life is just a coincidence. Read at your own risk. JUST A FRIENDLY REMINDER.. PLAGIARISM is a crime that is punishable by the law. 📍 Taglish Warning: Wrong typograpical and grammatical errors ahead. R🔞( not suitable for young readers) @PARADISEOFMEMORIES..

Hannah Carter gets teamed up with the legendary Leon S.Kennedy to investigate the disappearances of five married couples when the wife of the latest victim is found in a lake, her body unrecognisable due to the T-virus. Leon is the head of the Division Of Security and works closely with the president himself making him the best of the best and a well respected Agent. Hannah wasn't sure why she'd been chosen but knew she would do her best to show Leon what she was made of. It turns out living with the handsome agent and posing as his wife was more fun than Hannah first expected and It's all fleeting looks and flirting, until a certain scientist gets their hands on them.

"You existence is a stain on the canvas of my life. I would rather burn in hell than seek solace in your embrace." She spat in anger. The gun digging into the small of her back. He smiled viciously pulling her closer. "Deep down we both know that it's not the solace you seek Princess, it's the burning heat you want." ************************ In a world full of luxury and treachery she knows she can't live in peace yet her family tries to shield her from every danger. Being the only girl in the family, she is pampered and spoiled yet has a heart of gold. The only flaw she finds in herself is the lack of patience and that is even thinning due to the presence of a certain person who is assigned to protect her. He is an unwanted intrusion in her life. She is a rich spoiled brat he has to babysit. They clash with each other throwing insults and malicious comments but can't deny the underlying attraction between them. As secrets unravel and betrayals unfold they find themselves burning in hellfire and the only comfort they have is each other. They seek solace in each others arms as the world burns around them.

How would you feel if your crush turned out to be the new boy? Exciting... until excitement starts asking for more than it should. Against all odds, you become close. Too close. Best friends. Confidants. A comfort that feels harmless-until it isn't. Because there are things about him you don't know. Lines he's already crossed. Choices that will cost you pieces of yourself you didn't plan to give away. Temptations follows Ameerah and Adam through teenage closeness that feels beautiful at first-then heavy, then painful. Because falling isn't always love. Sometimes, it's the test you fail before you understand why the rules existed.

"Don't you see where you're going girl?" he told me.Anger clear in his voice. "Well can't you see where you're going because you came in my way Uncle?"Hmm, serve him right for calling me, girl."And anyway who wear freaking ray ban that to inside the college campus?" I said aggressively. I bet his eyes are ugly because of that he is wearing sunglasses inside the campus. ***************** "Look Look! Someone has the habit of falling. Let it be corridor or class," someone said teasingly. That voice sound familiar, I think I heard it before and then it clicked me that this voice belonged to that arrogant jerk. I turn around and come face to face with the world most beautiful eyes. They are chocolate brown in color. Pretty. Like Seriously Nandini! It not pretty but the ugliest pair of eye, remember.

Cullen Finally goes through the last bit of trial and error making a final realization and thought process of the emotional roller coaster of love.

This is not just a memoir. It is the story of a quiet war. During my New Year resolution to reduce sugar, I discovered that the real enemy was not sweets it was my own cravings. Every day was a battlefield. Every dessert, a temptation. Every "no" I whispered felt like a small victory. This is the story of discipline versus desire... and the fragile strength of self-control... If you ever tried quitting something you love.. then I am sure you can relate ..