
Tales of Universe of Temptations
Temptations, a world of investigation, mystery, and the supernatural, unfolds through tales set in the Lovecraft County universe, where magic and science intertwine, magical families vie for power like imperial houses, and cosmic entities observe from the veils of reality. This saga, born from intrigues of power, mystery, debauchery, and passionate bodies, is a testament to this.
Tsuki, the man with red and white hair, is heir to a cursed lineage, always entangled in passionate affairs between men and women. Whenever his eyes meet, they reveal secrets that should not be seen.
His heart is always divided between forbidden passions and ancestral responsibilities. Throughout his life, his dealings, intrigues, and mysteries unfold, amidst love affairs, sex, and passions, as he becomes involved with his witches, each representing aspects of desire and seduction, bringing with them mysteries, intrigues, and dangers, amidst intrigues, love affairs, passionate affairs, darkness, light, and the entanglements of bodies and their moments of passion.
From masked balls to blood pacts, from living paintings to endless towers, Tsuki traverses scenarios that blend the cosmic horror of Lovecraft with the political intrigues of Dunes and space planets embroiled in political intrigue, where the magical atmosphere of magical worlds, amidst romances, is enveloped in conspiracy, each passion a prophecy, each choice a risk.
Temptations is more than a saga of love and magic. It's a universe of family intrigues, secret pacts, and cosmic entities.
While wandering among thrillers and detective cases, amidst the story of a man torn between temptation and destiny, between chaos and passion.
In the midst of embarking on a dark, mature, and captivating epic, where each page is an invitation to the abyss-and each temptation is a choice between living and being lost.
Tsuki was born under the reflection of this Mirror, his red and white hair a sign of the curse, and his eyes revealing secrets that should not be seen.
Still always involved, since he was a child, he was haunted by visions of witches and shadows, and each family saw him as a threat or prophecy, among demons and supernatural beings, in the midst of dark cities, warm beds, and his passions.
After traversing masked balls, blood pacts, living paintings, endless towers, and enchanted seas, Tsuki reaches the end of his journey.
As he embarks on stories that show the mirror, now broken into nine fragments, revealing its truth: every witch he loved, every intrigue he faced, every temptation that consumed him, was part of the same destiny.
In the final reflection, Tsuki sees himself-not as an heir, not as a lover, not as an artist, but as a bridge between worlds.
At various moments, he understands that love and desire are not curses, but forces capable of challenging even forgotten gods.
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Chapter 1
When they manage to have a luxurious life for a limited time, they sometimes run away from home thinking that they can live without the obligations of obeying their parents, it was with that thinking that they are not caught, they are or are trapped by more experienced hackers who work for mobsters, and in the midst of hacking a mobster's server.
In which they find out, they follow the server and pay these young people a few visits and then threaten them and force them to work to pay their debts.
When they distributed or broke in or stole and so they start working for them, and what they don't know, is that they always get discovered, it was eventually, and they do work for the underworld.
Until they pay their debts and start doing freelance work, in which they are converted and recruited by various factions, and various mafias, from young people to a sum of mafia scouts who go on the hunt in alternative nightclubs, where what in the they should let young people under 18 years old, but these parties are full of precocious young people under 15 years old.
Even though they are internet prodigies who live their lives hacking servers, hacking companies, stealing money from them, and sharing it with the mobsters, so he finds them and offers them a job, in his organization, which is affiliated with others like Christina. and Veronica.
Russian police are detaining over eighty people in central Moscow, and he was following a certain individual, he was making a fuss and drawing attention around there, which is how he set a trap for some intellectually disabled teenagers.
The leader of Viacheysv Neysyslav Maltsevitch 's krasnyy krug iskusstva radical movement, having fled Russia, threatened to start a peaceful revolution on 5 November.
Police arrest man in Moscow, Russia, and police operation against krasnyy krug iskusstva, which started on Friday, and he was having some contacts with media outlets, updated data on arrests in Moscow Manezh square, and he was invading the data and that, in front of the Kremlin wall, were released by OVD-Info, a media specialized in following political persecutions in Russia.
The NGO Open Russia had done this, and nevertheless reported on twenty detainees, in which some detentions also took place in the cities of Saint Petersburg (2) and Krasnoyarsk (4), according to several Russian press vehicles, and some other three nearby and border towns.
The police operation against krasnyy krug iskusstva, which began on Friday, when agents from the Ministry of Interior and the Federal Security Service, the FSB, and former KGB, and they arrested several members of the movement led by Maltsevitch.
The FSB reported that the group was preparing violent actions and public disorder for this Sunday.
In that he can hack into every single one of the databases with these kids who are under fifteen, these are real computer prodigies that he can have a room full of asshole kids.
With just two days to go until the 100th anniversary of the Bolshevik Revolution, in which Russian intelligence services have also accused the krasnyy krug iskusstva of wanting to set fire to several Moscow administrative buildings.
Maltsev called on his supporters to take to the streets of all cities in Russia to remain standing until Russian President Vladimir Putin presents his resignation, on Saturday, at least thirty ultranationalists were also detained during the so-called Russian March called in a peripheral. district of the Russian capital.
Shortly before, Ivan Beletskinovitch, co-president of the Nationalist Party, and Yuri Gorski Heinz, activist of the New Opposition movement, in which both organizations were summoned to this demonstration, and who denounced that the police searched their homes.
The two leaders, investigated for extremism, also fled abroad, in the midst of the uprising and the conflict, meanwhile, he took advantage of the conflict and the uprisings to investigate some other people, while the rioters and there were demonstrations.
Putsch Horvitz Schultz Norwitz was not Dutch, he was German, and his last name was not Schultz, it was Flegen Hei Meyer, in he knew him for years afterwards he was his teacher, a great teacher who taught him the art of theatre and a few other things, which are taught when you are an assassin.
The father had a bar and a stable in Harlem called Jewish Sins, but he abandoned the family in 1906 and that was enough for his son Arthur Snows, aged 16, after getting out of jail after 18 months in prison for theft and burglary, borrowed named after a legendary member of the former Frog Hollows gang and devoted himself entirely to business.
Anyway, he migrated to the United States, and that's when he went to some states, then from the underworld of New York, he went to Lovecraft County City, still around 1918.
A dancer once said that he looked like Bing Crosby, an American actor and singer, with his face punched.
No doubt Dutch, and she was no beauty, but she didn't need to.
In the mid-1920s, after hitching a ride on Arnold Roth Stein's liquor trucks, he assembled the toughest gang in New York.
What he operated from the Bronx, when he started to spread and he started to make more money, Florida and other states and cities and it was from Texas, and in several other cities it was from Lovecraft County, Golden Valle, and Central City, Keystone City, Star City and even Emerald City
She was the old gang Frog, Hollows, and the Frog Hollows Truck, and they took bribes from other mafias for security, and a murder ring, for a long time, they started to charge security to the Jewish people, and they rented trucks, in which for a long time he was looking for something, and that was.
To be sure, because he was already an advanced age, and who in turn was a master at what he did, and he wanted a disciple, in which they were trained for a long time in protection, and they were the best guards that some neighborhoods could have, they had their own hidden bank, transport, and he had contact with several Jewish agents.
Being that they charged a carrier and manufactures and use trucks, and smuggling, in a dairy and products factory of Jewish origin, herbs, and condiments, but which was disguised by the customs region, in which shipments of sand and products and building materials and its employees who transported the goods were often elderly women.
Even without their bodyguards who disguised themselves and went both in false compartments of trucks, and using elderly disguises in cars that followed them as a precaution, such as smuggling relics and valuable artifacts as smuggling antiquities disguised as dairy and building materials.
They sold protection to some of the fanciest restaurants in town, and most of their workers were elderly.
They were in the business of illegal slot machines and lotteries, hard liquor, restaurants, syndicates, gambling and setting up every horse racing and boxing match, he took advantage of all the lawlessness, in which most of his customers were wealthy elderly.
He was involved with some Russian politicians and oligarchs, he needs to talk, what went wrong in some worlds was what went right in other worlds.
Even though they were going to participate in bingos at dawn, but in fact auctions of these same products were made, and such smuggled relics, of mystical origin, in which many smugglers.
Since they were archaeologists, who worked for him, looking for illegal merchandise, he financed expeditions that would be used in underworld sales, where he was big and a great fighter, but who loved torture, and was without any subtlety. and he didn't mind being discreet if he was negotiating.
In the early 1930s, it was said that Dutch, who was an elephant in the room, was reputed to be a tough guy, made twenty million dollars a year, and that was more than they realized.
He didn't get to the top with niceties.
He simply beat and killed anyone who got in his way.
Ended the competition by force; for example, took over the illegal lottery by simply arranging a meeting, putting the forty-five on the table, and saying:
I'm your partner.
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Instead, it destroyed her life.
Framed for crimes she didn't commit, betrayed by the people she trusted most, and sentenced to prison while pregnant, Scarlett lost everything in a single night.
Then came the cruelest blow of all.
After giving birth in chains, she was told her baby had died.
The people responsible believed she would spend the rest of her life rotting behind bars.
They were wrong.
Five years later, Scarlett returns.
No longer the discarded daughter of the Hayes family. No longer the broken woman they left behind.
Now she is Commander Scarlett Hayes-a decorated war hero, the unseen force behind a global intelligence empire, and a woman powerful enough to make governments tremble.
She comes back for one reason only: revenge.
Her ex-husband, the stepsister who stole her life, and the family who buried her alive are about to learn exactly what happens when a woman with nothing left to lose takes back everything they stole.
But as Scarlett tears through the secrets of her past, one truth threatens to change everything-
the child she mourned for years may not be dead.
And the mysterious man connected to the night that changed her life has been watching from the shadows all along.

9.5
As a highborn succubus, I somehow managed to starve myself to death-thanks to my obsessive cleanliness and ridiculously picky appetite.
When I opened my eyes again, I had transmigrated into Vivian Hartwell-the long-lost "real" daughter with a tragically cursed fate.
I had barely been taken back into the Hartwell family before they forced me to attend a so-called "death matchmaking" event in Kingsford-on behalf of Natalie Hartwell, the fake heiress-to meet Damian Blackwood, the infamous "living reaper."
Rumor had it Damian was brutal and bloodthirsty-every woman who'd ever been involved with him either ended up dead or driven insane.
At the event, over a hundred socialites were trembling on their knees, silently praying they wouldn't be the one chosen.
Just as Damian let out a cold smirk and reached to pick his unlucky victim, I took a deep breath from the back of the crowd.
The scent emanating from him was a rare, potent masculine essence-something encountered perhaps once in ten millennia.
For a painfully picky succubus like me, this was nothing short of salvation.
I kicked aside the girl blocking my way, my eyes practically glowing as I threw both hands up. "Pick me! Hurry, pick me!"

8.1
Pretty Devil
8.1
Maddy worked at an exclusive underground club, always hidden behind a sleek black mask. One night, a wealthy client approached her with a filthy fantasy , he didn't want to just fuck her. He wanted to be her complete slave.
He took her to his luxury penthouse, while she shoved her soaked pussy onto his face and rode his tongue until she came, then mounted his cock and used him mercilessly, slapping and choking him while denying his orgasm until he begged like a broken whore. Even after she quit the club and started a new corporate job, she kept hooking up with him. One day, she walked into the CEO's office... and froze. Her new boss was the same man.
By day, in his luxurious office, he is the dominant, commanding CEO , barking orders, running the company with iron authority, and no one suspects a thing. By night, he becomes her secret pathetic slave: crawling, getting pegged over his own desk, licking her cum off his floor, and having his cock locked in chastity while she laughs at how easily she owns him.
Pretty Devil is a raw, extremely explicit erotic novel packed with intense femdom, heavy BDSM, humiliation, orgasm denial, pegging, face-sitting, and twisted power exchanges that blur the dangerous line between boss and secret slave.
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7.9
For five years, April Gamble loved Julian Travis with everything she had, trusting him completely.
But on a stormy night, he casually tossed a liquidation agreement at her feet, single-handedly destroying her grandfather's company.
He coldly admitted he only dated her to steal Vance Group's internal financial data.
"You were convenient," Julian said, swirling his whiskey without a shred of guilt.
Before April could even process the brutal betrayal, a breaking news alert lit up her phone.
She watched in absolute horror as her grandfather jumped from the ledge of the Vance Tower on live television.
Julian looked at her writhing, screaming form with utter boredom and simply ordered his bodyguard to throw her out.
Blinded by grief and tears, April sped into the torrential rain, only to be completely crushed by a hydroplaning transport truck at an intersection.
As the shattered glass tore into her skin and the metal crushed her ribs, she died with a hatred so pure it made her teeth ache.
Why did five years of devotion mean absolutely nothing to him? Why did her family have to die just to feed his ruthless greed?
When she opened her eyes again, the harsh hospital lights blinded her, but the familiar burn scar on her arm was gone.
She wasn't the betrayed financial analyst April Gamble anymore.
She had woken up in the body of Altagracia Blanchard, the most notorious, obscenely wealthy heiress in New York.
Julian had taken everything from her, but now, armed with a billionaire's empire, she was going to bury him.

9.4
I was the eldest daughter of the powerful Kirk family, sent away to a Swiss sanatorium to recover from my supposed mental illness.
But my stepmother, Johnie, never intended for me to get better. She sent her personal cleaners to drag me onto a plane back to Washington D.C.
In my past life, I didn't know they were assassins. I was forcefully injected with heavy sedatives and locked in a secret torture chamber inside our luxury estate.
My stepmother and cousin skimmed my inheritance while watching me suffer.
They framed me as a crazy addict, and my own father, a sitting Senator, turned a blind eye to protect his political career.
"Her political value is gone, just get rid of her quietly."
That was the last thing I heard my father say before I was brutally slaughtered by my own family.
Until my last breath, I couldn't understand why they hated me so much.
Why did my father let them force those pills down my throat?
Why was my life worth less than my stepmother's public image?
Opening my eyes again, the freezing sensation of lake water filling my lungs vanished.
I was back in the VIP room of the St. Moritz Sanatorium in 2023.
It was the exact morning before the cleaners walked through my door with uncapped syringes.
This time, I wouldn't just survive. I was going to cut the throat of the Kirk family.

7.0
I was the fated mate of Ryker Blackwood, the future Alpha, but my lack of an awakened wolf made me a pathetic joke to his pack.
Instead of protecting me, he publicly rejected me, chose the manipulative Lilith Vane as his Luna, and locked me in a freezing dungeon.
While the entire pack cheered for their final mating ceremony above, I rotted in heavy chains below.
When a rogue attack killed our unborn pups, I reached out to him in agony, but his voice through our fading bond was like splintered ice.
"Our pups are dead. Don't bother me again."
He didn't care at all. The casual dismissal shattered my inner wolf, and I died in that filthy cell, suffocating on my own despair and a hatred so potent it burned through my last breath.
Until my last moment, I couldn't understand why my absolute devotion was met with such cruel betrayal, and why my fated mate let our children die without a second thought.
Opening my eyes again, I wasn't in the dungeon.
I was back in my seventeenth year, choking on the icy water of the lake Lilith had just pushed me into.
Seeing Ryker's arrogant sneer and Lilith's fake concern on the shore, I didn't cry or beg for his attention like I did in my past life.
This time, I would publicly sever our sacred bond, awaken my true Alpha bloodline, and make them pay for every drop of my blood.