Quotes About Temptation

A Devil, a born Devil on whose nature, nurture can never stick, on whom my pain, humanly taken, all lost, quite lost...

Da bi postigao svoj cilj ?ak i ?avo citira Bibliju.

rape or seduction, he'd take either

Im going to kiss you, Eleanore he said quietly, still looking at her. Not now. Later. His eyes cut back to mine. I thought it fair to tell you first. I stilled. If you think you can do so without me biting your lip, feel free to try. His gaze shone wicked blue. I dont mind if you bite. Biting your lip off, I should have said. Ah,Lets see how it goes, shall we?

He really did want to leave her alone. Forever. Every time they crossed paths he became more and more entangled. He didn't know why. It wasn't as though she was charming or pleasant. But she was beautiful and seductive as hell. Damn it! Chapter 7

She looked down at him with eyes all but clouded over from pleasure. "You look like sin incarnate," she said. "There's a reason people keep sinning. Even when they know it's wrong, it feels so very right.

You don't like it?" she asked. "I do. But you make me forget that I must behave." Lorrie looked into his eyes, which were a shade darker than the summer sky she was used to. "Oh, don't behave. I am so weary of always behaving." "Good.

He probably ate girls like her for breakfast. They all did. They all had. She had no intention of being eaten for breakfast, ever again. Her naughty brain took that thought, twirled it around and had a party with it.

Catherine Le Vendeur, he asked sententiously, have you known this man carnally? No father, Catherine answered. But, with your kind permission, I would very much like to.

Sister Bertrada should be grateful the pillows were so flimsy for Catherine was sorely tempted to smother her with one.

I]f I truly thought we had a chance to succeed…But the risk is too great. I've never been so hungry that I was willing to lick honey off thorns.

What would you do if you could fly? Mrs. V asks as she glances from the bird to me. Is that on the quiz? I ask, grinning as I type. I think we've studied just about everything else. Mrs. V chuckles. I'd be scared to let go, I type. Afraid you'd fall? she asks. No. Afraid it would feel so good, I'd just fly away.

the liquor like fire in his hand

The air of innocence remained, still begging corruption.

It's been nearly two hundred days since I've had sex. I see beautiful women all the time. Seattle is full of them. Hell, Stratus Solutions is, too. Since Becca's death, some of her lithe, lanky yoga friends have even hinted they'd be interested in comforting me with more than a homemade casserole and a hug. I haven't truly been tempted. Until now.

Come closer and let me demonstrate." When she hesitates, I grin her way. "I dare you.

Thats the trouble with having money; you think about buying almost anything you see.

Conall checked his watch. Again. Soon his personal wet fantasy would be here. He wondered if it would be inappropriate to tackle her in the hallway as soon as she arrived and drag her up to his bedroom. Probably. Damn human etiquette.

Before Van realized it, he was walking her back toward her stairs. He didn't stop kissing her, he wouldn't. The last thing he wanted was for her to change her mind. He managed to get her to the upstairs hallway before she pulled her mouth away. What are you doing? she panted out. Taking you to your bed. Forget it. And Van, if he were a crying man, would be sobbing. Until uptight Irene Conridge added, The wall. Use the Wall.

It is possible to be clean in a dirty world.

All the anger in the world has come to my house. It's there in my closet. In my refrigerator. In the water. In the sheets. It's in my clothes. Can you smell it? I can never run away from it. It's in my hair. I can feel it between my teeth. Can you taste it? I hear it all the time. All the time the anger is talking to me. It's the devil. I'm the devil. If I could I'd crawl into a hole if I knew God was in there. Where's the hole?

swore he told us not to slow dance with our skeletons.

Have you ever wanted something that you knew was bad for you? Something that you ached for so much you could think of nothing else? [Wren]

Talon glanced wistfully at his drink as he debated what should take priority. 'Coffee… Daimons… Coffee… Daimons…