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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

The witch is back!

When Vincent heard no more shuffling of clothes, he turned only to hear Eve shriek, "Don't turn yet!" 

"For Heaven's sake, woman, stop shouting. And you are already wearing your clothes," said Vincent before turning around. "Not like I am interested in it."

Eve stuffed her previously used clothes into her little bag along with the wet towel and the little container. She sent him a small glare while her cheeks were set aflame in embarrassment, 

"You should go first," said Eve, her voice shaky as she was shivering due to the wind that blew across where they stood. But then she asked, "How much of Lady Annalise's words holds to be of value and true?"

"Lesser than a grain of salt. My butler mentioned catching you and my step mother in the inner parts of the mansion. Little red riding hood lost her way in the mansion?" Vincent's hazel eyes stared at her in curiosity as if he was already on her. "Did she invite you for tea?" He asked her sarcastically.