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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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Nightly activity in the forest

Music Recommendation: Up the Down Trench- Thomas Newman

Marceline stepped out of her room in the middle of the night with her body covered in a black cloak and a hood over her head. She didn't need a lantern in her hand as she knew the way outside the mansion, like the back of her hand. Instead of using the entrance, she sneaked through the back door and left the mansion. 

She reached the edge of the town and mounted the horse that she had ordered to be tied at her disposal, the vampiress quickly left Skellington town, heading towards the forest named Palavista. 

On reaching the forest's heart, Marceline finally pulled the horse's reins to stop it from clip-clopping further and unmounted from the horse. 

An owl hooted at a distance, leaving a trail of eerie silence behind it. The silence of the forest surrounding her didn't intimidate Marceline. She reached the place she had been earlier this morning.