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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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546 Chs

Re-investigating the murder

The councilman had already heard about this young woman through Lady Aurora Hooke's mouth. He said in a low voice, 

"If you know something about the murder, Ms. Barlow, it isn't too late. Your punishment will be minimised for hiding something important. I ask you again, are you sure you don't know what happened to Lady Camille the time she went missing?" 

Eve had hoped that this matter wouldn't come to rise again. But it seemed like Lady Camille didn't let her in peace even after her death. Not only that, for a murder that she had committed, Vincent was facing consequences as the culprit.

She wondered in what state Vincent was, and worry started to form on her forehead. She replied, "I don't know." 

Soon Viscount Eduard, with his wife and the butler, arrived at the front of the room and entered it. Viscount Eduard demanded, "What is going on, Bryon?"