Lost Canvas - Cities of Temptations and Desires
Shrouded in tales of pleasure and mystery, embark on a sensual adventure in a Cities of Sins, where the supernatural blends with the mundane in a city shrouded in fantastic tales and debauchery.
Come and discover this city, its inhabitants, and its ancient stories, amidst a tale of pleasure, lust, and tales that reveal the mysterious teachers who hide their secrets.
The question is: Are they really human or vampires?
This is the world where the dead, vampires, and witch tales intertwine in this hidden city full of mysteries from the past, amidst a life full of pleasure and lust.
In the midst of a mundane beginning, the girl was betrayed. Instead of Samantha finding solitude and suffering, she discovered a world of luxury, with her saviors, her teachers of pleasure, fantastic tales, legends of passion, shrouded in the supernatural. They embark on a limitless adventure, with sex, pleasure, and passion, which are always shrouded in fantastic power, in the world of passion and debauchery.
Lovecraft is a city that never sleeps. Built upon ancient ruins and fueled by centuries of secrets, it is known as the City of Sins, where pleasure and danger walk hand in hand. Its narrow streets, illuminated by red lanterns and eternal shadows, are the stage for encounters that defy reason: reclusive vampires hiding in decaying mansions, werewolves roaming under the full moon, witches whispering spells in hidden cafes, and mobsters controlling the underworld with iron fists and passionate hearts.
At the heart of the city, the Lost Canvas-a secret gallery-holds living portraits of forbidden loves and blood pacts. Each painting is a story, each brushstroke a memory of encounters that have marked generations. It is there that the handsome vampire Adrian, reclusive and mysterious, observes the world without ever fully surrendering. His life is a mosaic of interrupted passions, of glances that never turned into words, of promises lost in the night. But Lovecraft doesn't allow anyone to remain invisible for long.
Between the luxurious salons of socialites, the secret clubs of businessmen, and the alleys where supernatural mafias seal their pacts, the city pulsates with stories of desire and magic. Each encounter is brief but intense: a stolen kiss on a Gothic staircase, a forbidden dance in a hall lit by black candles, a whispered conversation on a ghost train that crosses the city at three in the morning. Lovecraft is made of these instants-moments that seem small, but carry the weight of eternities.
The city's inhabitants coexist with the mundane and the supernatural as if they were part of the same fabric. Businessmen negotiate with vampires, artists are inspired by fairies and elves, mobsters share territories with werewolves. It's a metropolis where power is measured not only in money, but also in spells, secrets, and seduction. Terror is subtle, almost elegant, manifesting itself in lingering gazes, in silences that conceal more than they reveal, in pacts that are never written, but always fulfilled.
Is a collection of stories that reveal Lovecraft's strengths: his ability to transform the everyday into magic, to make love a danger, and sin a promise. It is a city of wonders and dreams, of obscure encounters and ardent desires, where every corner holds a story and every shadow is an invitation. Lovecraft is not just a setting-he is a character, a lover and accomplice of all who dare to live in his eternal night.
Chapters
Share
Chapter 1
A few weeks before....
This was a large company that, thanks to Tsuki's contacts, had moved to the city, with public policies and tax exemptions, thus improving the image of that city, where the mafiosi lived.
The large multimillion-dollar company is managed by three partners, all with a reputation as conquerors, in the midst of their love stories, adventures, pleasures and tales of lust, where everyone knew they always got what they wanted, especially his newest secretary, she didn't endure a lot, but now, she is the source of his pleasures, dreams and desires, as well as stories of various love affairs that surround this company.
Embark on tales of desires, passions, everyone participates in tales of sex, love, and betrayal within this renowned company, called Wagner Weber.
Among his adventures of pleasure, his tales of passion, among all, where stories govern employees, collaborators, businesspeople in their erotic adventures, involved in their games of love, of pleasure, the erotic adventures of the prestigious German businessperson Leon Zimmerman his lover, companion and fiancée and attractive woman, Feuer Zimmerman and Nathaniel.
Everyone participates in stories and tales of lust, passion, debauchery, pleasure, love, erotic their wanton dreams, within that company, acquaintances, in which everyone there has cases of years between difficulties, in this company everyone knows that they will never get along separate, everyone is always betraying each other.
In which even though the three together have built a partnership, a love, amid the stories of passion and a company.
In which they have been involved for a long time.
In which both always decided to maintain their friendship, even if both still betrayed each other with atypical cases of infidelity, even so, they would never divorce, separate, or keep their distance, it's all for the company.
Embark on tales of passion, in which everything begins to complicate and it becomes more difficult to keep the distance, all for the company, when they are together with all the employees gathered, then, gathered there, to show everyone involved in tales of passion, debauchery and sex, in which everyone has something in common, her company, in which they see her as a son, there in that environment they bring together the greatest stories of passion, sex and debauchery.
That company, its headquarters, is a place where indiscernible pleasures take place, and even if they are not hidden from anyone, the attraction of these three characters for their young secretary is no mystery to anyone.
From these three German businesspeople, who see the secretary, a libertine, who is ready for anything, with her countless cases of pleasure, love, debauchery.
Between sex stories, voyeurism, between cases of betrayal, each one begins, with a swing, with stories of pleasure, tales of passion, involving this company, the multinational Wagner Weber.
In which still, the three among their supervisions, among the branches, the cases involving several employees of the companies, the buildings where the passion cases show their countless employees, the sexy secretary, their managers and partners, the passion tales, sex and seduction that surround the centrals.
Embark on passion stories in which each tale has its own love affairs, in which each of them has the power of control, amidst the power of pleasure they exert over their lovers, in different moments of that company. and agrees to participate in their sexual games, full of fantasies and eroticism.
I really have some problems with my boss, I believe they are for two reasons, the first was that she is demanding, the second is that she is a bag, the third is of course one of the most important, besides her simply being my boss, she's harassing me, it's not because of the termination of work.
Abaddon Feuerwunsch Zimmermann, her boss, a 49-year-old redhead, from a multinational company, she has a partner called Nathaniel Hartmann, he is blond, tall, big, strong, seductive and muscular, in addition to a long-time fiancé to whom she has a conflict, in addition to being a partner, they have cases of betrayal and between the fact that they betray each other, both always break up and always come back, what unites them beyond sex is the company, in which the three built together.
On the first day, she didn't think that it would just happen that she would be caught in this situation, one thing, was being flirted with by a man by a boss, but this situation did not equalize, she soon noticed the advances, leaving her sometimes without action.
What was simply missing was Mrs. Zimmermann's husband to complete the ménage.
The woman called her.
- Honey, could you write a document for me, let's do a test of how fast and proficient you are. – Your boss Zimmermann said.
- Yes, Madam, Zimmermann. Sofia Said.
- Honey, just call me Feuer, that's fine. - She said
With long, manicured, red-nailed hands that were massaging her shoulders as she dictated a memo for Sofia to deliver, ever closer to her breasts.
Sofia was blonde and no more than five-eight tall, slim, plus great good looks, a big ass, and breasts as big as her boss's boobs.
Until reaching the middle of her breasts, she deliberately kneaded them, pressed her to the chair, in addition to practically pressing her, if it weren't for desperation and not being able to act in time in this situation, she was paralyzed, her hands were fast on her breasts, Sofia almost didn't act in time, fear and apprehension made her continue typing, the woman walked away saying horny.
- Soft breasts darling, you should see how mine are. – She said, pulling away as if this were normal.
The woman the other day, approached her, taking her towards her table, when she asked her to carry her papers, which were thrown on her table, then she surrounded her, pushing her and kissing her with everything towards the wall, her mouth was hot, the woman had him, taking her breath away.
The girl tried to push away, but a hand slipped between her legs, massaging her folds.
The woman, although Sofia noticed, was married, or had, like Sofia, a colourful friendship.
At first, she began to seduce me, every time I made a rejection, or a no, or like a day ago...
After that time, she pushed because at that time, the woman was interrupted by a call on the intercom, she never came to blows.
Asking her out like yesterday.
- I would like to invite you next week to a business meeting with my partner, I need a company. – She said, pulling a kiss, even if the girl turned away, she almost said date.
- I cannot go. – The girl of just over 19 years old, like the intern, left almost dodging the older woman, simply averting her face in an almost kiss, starting with a flirt.
It had started back then, with the older woman who'd pinned her against the wall, the girl picked herself right in the middle of the selection process from a line-up of girls who would make better assistants than me, but older.
Being even more experienced, even more effective, in this case, starting with a compliment, a flirtation, even though she had a relationship with me that was said to be beneficial with Nathaniel, who seemed not to lag behind her advances, in the absence of a woman, I was available.
The man was as sexy and hot as his boss, the fiery redhead who called herself Nathaniel, he was her partner, but he was more discreet, once, she approached her, at that time, the girl realized that she should be the source of desires for the two partners, the sexy man of thirty or forty years old, the source of interest for both.
It was at that time that they were always interrupted by a meeting or someone requesting them from another sector of the company.
Don't take this the wrong way, I don't have dating experience, but I never saw myself in a lesbian relationship, not with my boss who is older and more experienced, not with my best friend, but every rejection, she handed me more work to do, almost replacing her in her jobs.
The woman surrounded me and practically backed towards the wall, then she grabbed me, between the quick steamy kiss, again, not least, Alexander her partner surprised us, before I turned the corner and pushed her, fixing my dress, my blouse almost being caught, even though I was invited to go out with both of them.
It was one thing that they teach you to just kick the man in the balls when he was a pervert, but they don't say anything about the bodybuilder with no dick between her legs.
You may also like
8.1
She thought patience would earn her love.
She was wrong.
After years of waiting for her best friend to finally see her, she meets the one man she should never want-his older brother. Dark, forbidden, and dangerously perceptive, he sees through every excuse she's ever made for being overlooked.
Now she must choose between a safe fantasy that keeps breaking her heart and a dangerous truth that offers no escape once it begins.
Because the brother who looks at her like that?
He doesn't believe in halfway love.
8.8
"Werewolves are just a fantasy. They can't exist in the real world. You don't have to say such absurd things just to claim my son as yours. Alpha, my ass!" -- Noreen.
"You left me speechless, miss, and therefore you must take responsibility. I couldn't have sex with anyone after that night you marked me. Now, be my Luna, and I'll give you the world. Besides, even without a DNA test, he's definitely my son. He has a strong Alpha aura." -- Alpha Thiery. "He's my heir, the next Alpha of my pack!"
Noreen Winchester never imagined that her reckless, unprotected sex with a mysterious, charming man, on the night her ex-boyfriend married her cousin, would transport her to a world she had previously only considered a fantasy.
That one-night stand caused Alpha Thiery to lose all sexual desire after a beautiful, sexy woman bit his mark gland during a wild night at his uncle's bar three years ago.
His inner wolf claimed that the woman, whose name he didn't even know, was his mate. But the woman was a mere human, and it was impossible for him to have Luna, a mere human.
Then, after many years, the woman appeared before him again, with a boy who was every bit like himself.
The problem was, the woman was not only a mere human, but also incredibly stubborn, believing that anything related to werewolves, vampires, witches, and all supernatural creatures existed only in children's fantasy tales.
Alpha Thiery had to prove that he was a real being, not just a fairy tale creature. More than that, the child she bore was his flesh and blood, the next Alpha of his pack, and he had to have him. necessary, with her, too. Even if she was only a mere human.
7.4
Cadence, a modern botanist, woke up to a glaring sun and massive, alien purple leaves blocking the sky. She was stranded in a terrifying, primal world.
Before she could process the metallic smell of blood in the air, a white tiger the size of an SUV crushed a giant boar's neck right in front of her. The beast locked its piercing blue eyes on her hiding spot. But instead of tearing her throat out, a blinding flash of silver light erupted, and the monster transformed into a towering, heavily scarred naked man.
He was Harlan, a shifter who immediately claimed her as his mate under tribal law. Dragged back to his primitive village, Cadence faced a brutal reality. Unbonded females were targets, and she was expected to take multiple mates just to survive. The tribal women mocked her fragile frame, calling her useless. To make matters worse, her foreign scent attracted a rogue serpent-shifter who violently ambushed her in the river.
The icy shock of the serpent's attack plunged Cadence into a deadly, burning fever. The tribe's Shaman tried his healing magic, only to shake his head and abandon her.
"She lacks primal fortitude. She will rely entirely on her own weak vitality. I can do nothing."
As Harlan held her shivering body in despair, Cadence felt a deep sense of desperate injustice. Was she really going to die in a filthy stone hut in an unknown universe, killed by a simple cold?
No. She remembered her grandfather's strict survival lessons. Forcing her heavy eyes open, she grabbed her terrified tiger mate's hand. She didn't need their failing magic; she had science.
"I need specific plants to live. I need white willow bark. And a spicy, ginger-like root."
She rasped, preparing to show this savage world the true power of a modern survivor.
7.7
I trusted the wrong people in my past life.
My supposed lover and my sweet sister conspired against me, locking me inside a burning warehouse to die.
But the man I had spent my life hating, my ruthless captor Damien Sterling, rushed straight into that inferno and burned alive just to try and save me.
In my past life, I was utterly blind. I believed Julian's forged documents and Scarlett's fake affection. I even tried to assassinate Damien with a silver dagger they provided, breaking the heart of the only man who truly loved me. I died choking on thick ash, realizing too late who the real monsters were.
Why was I so incredibly foolish? Why did I let their vicious manipulation turn me into a weapon against the one person who would sacrifice absolutely everything for me?
Opening my eyes again, the phantom smell of smoke vanished.
I was sitting in the bloody water of Damien's bathtub, right after my staged suicide attempt.
When my sister sneaked into my penthouse suite and handed me the dagger to kill him again, I didn't hesitate.
I grabbed her hand tightly and plunged the sharp blade directly into my own shoulder.
"Please don't kill me, Scarlett!"
This time, I will ruthlessly ruin them both, and I will never let Damien go.
7.4
Bridget, a ruthless twenty-first-century Wall Street analyst, woke up violently coughing up murky lake water in a decaying 1978 slum.
She quickly realized she was trapped in the body of a naive, marginalized teenager who had just committed suicide over a boy's cruel rejection.
The original girl had been mercilessly bullied by a fake rich kid named Kurtis and his cruel followers. They had publicly read her desperate love letters out loud, mocking her as a toad trying to eat swan meat, and simply watched as she threw herself into the freezing water. Now, her impoverished mother was left weeping by the bed, facing catastrophic debt and total social ruin in their small town. Everyone expected the surviving girl to wake up begging and crying for the boy who humiliated her.
Instead, a cold, calculating fury took over Bridget's analytical mind.
"I already died in that lake. That stupid girl is never coming back."
How could anyone throw their life away for a pathetic, vain clown wearing a mass-produced fifty-dollar watch? To Bridget, those uncollected love letters weren't symbols of teenage heartbreak. They were toxic assets. They were reputation landmines left out in the open that threatened her new family's survival.
Locking away the dead girl's weak emotions, Bridget forced her freezing, exhausted body out of the clinic bed. She set a hard three-month deadline to drag this family out of tier-one poverty. But first, she was marching straight to the volunteer camp to liquidate those liabilities and completely destroy the people who drove this body to death.
8.6
In my past life, I was the weak Luna everyone despised.
A fake daughter!
A disposable pawn!!
A girl my family happily executed!!!
They forced me to marry my brother to protect the family's reputation. They feared the world will know that their Alpha Son was born Impotent- they made me carry the blame of-
"A HEN THAT CANNOT LAY EGGS!!"
I obeyed them... and it cost me my life!
Their real daughter framed me countless times. My husband who was also my brother and we grew up together never believed me... They called me fake and treated me like a servant. She framed me and made the wolf world see my shame. I died trying to save my life from them.
But I woke up 10 years before my death.
This time, I refused to play their game.
After accepting the marriage to my brother...
I went behind them to meet my mate. The most feared man in our CLAN. His Uncle.
The crippled Lycan lord in disguise who once asked me to marry him.
He thought I had come to reject our bond like my past life but this time. --------I stood before him with a dangerous deal.
"Do you still want to stay the crippled Uncle in the shadows?" I asked, in a serious tone.
He replied. "I don't know what you are saying."
I knelt down placing my hands on his lap."Tomorrow morning they will be here. Do you dare to come claim your mate?"
This Time!!......I' Elena Alvarez, will Light fire to their World.