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Allure Of The Night

[Mature Content] The body of a mermaid is a vault of treasures. Their tears formed the most splendid of pearls, their exquisite blood a euphoric drug for vampires, their luscious hair woven into the finest of silk, and their tender meat sought after by werewolves more than Heaven’s ambrosia. The creatures of night mingled within human society, fleeced in the wool of aristocracy, veiled in their portrayed innocence and nobility, their savagery continued to predate on the weak and powerless. Genevieve Barlow, Eve for short, was an exceptionally strange young lady. She had an alluring and beguiling nature, where for her twenty-four year old self had barely changed in appearance since her eighteenth birthday. She had fooled the administration and had gotten a degree so that she could have a better life. Most odd of all was that Eve had a secret she shared with no one. She enters the house of Moriarty, not just to earn but also to find answers on what happened to her mother nearly two decades ago. Unfortunately, things do not always proceed as one planned. Despite her cautious nature and desire to stay out of sight, a cold pair of eyes falls on her, that soon refuses to leave her out of sight.

ash_knight17 · Fantasy
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Call me Vincent

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Eve's eyes moved back to meet Vincent's eyes, who stared back at her. He took his seat next to her in the carriage. She asked him,

  "Where is the soiree being held?" 

"In one of the councilman's mansions. Denny Marshall. Like many others, he has been trying to get a seat in the Inner Circle of the Council. The soiree is a weak attempt by him to show his generosity as one of the positions has been opened," Vincent crossed his legs and leaned his back against the carriage seat. 

"Fowler," replied Eve, and Vincent nodded. 

"Looks like you know quite a bit about the council now," Vincent joked with her. 

Eve's hands were on her lap, and she closely held them, "Are you sure Mr. Hart will be attending the soiree tonight?" 

"The man rarely misses any soiree. I am sure he will be there. Did you make sure to remember the points we went through earlier?" He questioned her.