
Tales of Universe of Temptations
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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.
Tales of Universe of Temptations 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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Tales of Universe of Temptations of Contents
Chapter 1 Ch. 1Chapter 2 Ch. 2Chapter 3 Ch. 3Chapter 4 Ch. 4Chapter 5 Ch. 5Chapter 6 Ch. 6
Chapter 7 Ch. 7
Chapter 8 Ch. 8
Chapter 9 Ch. 9
Chapter 10 Ch. 10
Chapter 11 Ch. 11
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8.3
I was the long-lost Donovan heiress, finally brought home after a childhood in foster care. My parents adored me, my husband cherished me, and the woman who tried to ruin my life, Kiera Reese, was locked away in a mental facility. I was safe. I was loved.
On my birthday, I decided to surprise my husband, Ivan, at his office. But he wasn't there.
I found him at a private art gallery across town. He was with Kiera.
She wasn't in a facility. She was radiant, laughing as she stood beside my husband and their five-year-old son. I watched through the glass as Ivan kissed her, a familiar, loving gesture he’d used with me just that morning.
I crept closer and overheard them. My birthday wish to go to the amusement park had been denied because he’d already promised the entire park to their son—whose birthday was the same day as mine.
"She’s so grateful to have a family, she’d believe anything we tell her," Ivan said, his voice laced with a cruelty that stole my breath. "It's almost sad."
My entire reality—my loving parents who funded this secret life, my devoted husband—was a five-year lie. I was just the fool they kept on stage.
My phone buzzed. It was a text from Ivan, sent while he stood with his real family.
"Just got out of the meeting. So exhausting. I miss you."
The casual lie was the final blow. They thought I was a pathetic, grateful orphan they could control.
They were about to find out just how wrong they were.

7.2
Four years ago, Madelynn accepted money from Caiden's family and vanished. She thought it was for the best-he would remain the untouchable heir while she faced her tough life alone.
When they met again, Caiden humiliated her in public, yet appeared when she was cornered by a difficult client, pulling her back into his life.
He forced her to stay as his lover, using her mother's medical bills as leverage, whispering, "What you owe me... you'll repay the same way."
Madelynn believed he despised her. Only after the accident, when he ran toward her before the explosion, did she understand-he never let go.

8.9
Ava Kidd just wanted to escape her abusive stepmother when she got drunk at a high-end club and stumbled into the wrong hotel room.
She woke up the next morning in a luxury penthouse, lying naked next to a terrifyingly handsome man covered in her scratch marks.
Recalling rumors of the hotel's secret underground concierge, she immediately assumed she had accidentally slept with an elite male escort.
Desperate to settle the bill, she offered him her only debit card with a pathetic $1,800.
But the man, who was actually Garrison Terry, the ruthless billionaire CEO, was deeply insulted by the cheap plastic.
He trapped her against the bed, coldly demanding a half-million-dollar service fee.
When Ava frantically offered her dead mother's tarnished locket as collateral, he cruelly dismissed it as worthless junk.
Ava was humiliated, her heart pounding with absolute terror.
She didn't understand why this arrogant gigolo was acting like a deranged extortionist, demanding a fortune from a broke girl who had clearly made a mistake.
Furious and refusing to cower, she sneaked out, put on his oversized designer shirt, and aggressively ate his $800 truffle breakfast.
Having no money left, she grabbed her cheap red lipstick, wrote a defiant IOU on his expensive linen napkin, and fled the hotel.
She thought she had escaped a criminal, but upstairs, the billionaire traced her lipstick-stained name with a predatory smile.
"Ava Kidd, I will absolutely find you."

9.1
I drowned in freezing pool water, the mocking laughter of the elite Savage family echoing in my ears.
When I opened my eyes, I was an eight-year-old orphan again, right on the day those monsters came to adopt me.
Terrified of repeating my hellish past, I ran down the hallway and desperately grabbed the shirt of a random, dumpy IT guy, begging him to take me instead.
I thought I had chosen a weak, boring suburban dad to hide behind.
But I was completely wrong.
My new mom greeted me with a ceramic tactical knife hidden in her apron.
My clumsy dad sliced dinner ribs with the terrifying precision of a seasoned hitman.
My ten-year-old brother was a dead-eyed sociopath who immediately calculated my bone density.
They were a family of lethal underworld monsters, yet they frantically pretended to be a normal, pathetic household just for me.

7.4
I was freezing to death in an abandoned cabin, desperately waiting for my fiancé to save me.
Instead, my phone flickered with a video from my adopted sister.
She was smiling as she confessed that she and my fiancé had orchestrated my kidnapping, and my parents' fatal plane crash, just to steal my family's trust fund.
When I called him with my dying breath, he mocked me for faking a PR stunt and hung up.
I died in the sub-zero blizzard, consumed by absolute despair.
But as a ghost, I watched my greatest business rival, the ruthless billionaire Collins, kick down the doors of my mansion.
He didn't just mourn me.
He shot my fiancé, trapped my sister, and set the entire place on fire, choosing to burn alive in the inferno just to avenge me.
I couldn't understand why the man I had publicly despised for a decade loved me so fiercely, while the people I gave everything to wanted me dead.
Opening my eyes again, I was back backstage on the night I won my Oscar, four years ago.
My fiancé smiled, holding out his arms to hug me.
I pushed him away in disgust, marched straight into the crowded theater, and kissed my billionaire rival on live television.
"Let's get married tomorrow."
This time, I would use him to burn them all to the ground.

9.0
Eileen woke up in a trashed hotel room, her head pounding with the pathetic memories of a despised Hollywood actress.
Outside the window, paparazzi were already screaming about her manufactured cheating scandal, but the real nightmare was waiting at her door.
Her paralyzed, billionaire husband, Carlisle Vinson, looked at her with pure disgust while his butler shoved a divorce settlement at her chest.
"Mr. Vinson is offering a severance package of fifty million dollars, provided you sign immediately and vacate the premises."
The original owner had left her an absolute mess.
Her trusted assistant had sold her room number to the press to frame her, and a playboy had scammed her out of her entire two million dollar life savings.
If she signed those papers and lost the Vinson family's protection, the breach of contract fees and her enemies in the industry would swallow her alive in days.
Eileen felt a cold fury override the original owner's lingering panic.
Why should she take the fall and be thrown out on the streets while the parasites who set her up lived out their wealthy fantasies?
She had died once, and she wasn't about to waste her second chance playing the victim.
Eileen slammed the heavy divorce folder shut right against the butler's chest.
"I'm not signing," she said with a terrifying, absolute calm.
She stepped behind her husband's wheelchair, ready to shield him from the cameras, secretly cure his dead legs, and make everyone who betrayed her bleed.








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