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The Final Act

What happens when a vampire joins a coven of witches? Chosen as the vampire to continue their tradition, Evelina journeyed to the capital with a goal of observing her prey, planning her strike. It was her destiny to be there, her destiny to bathe in the most delicious type of blood amongst all. What she did not expect was that she will find more of acting affairs than just bloodlusting because, bat's shriek, she just joined a theatre troupe! And with witches as actors? It was for her plans, she swear! Until it became more to her than just a mere stepping stone. Soon she must decide if her new found relations, the people she began treasuring, held more importance than the honor and respect she must get from her kind. -*- EXCERPT FROM THE THIRD CHAPTER: It wasn't supposed to be like this. She joined them in their laughter, more mockingly than real. "Pardon but have I missed the joke?" The protagonist beside her chuckled, moving closer to whisper. "Darling, we don't accept just anyone. Especially not a minx who thinks that she could get anything with just a twirl of her hair." -*- GOLD TIER WINNER OF WFP #11 DISCORD: Vampi#0843 Instagram: @youarejann Book Cover by: @ryadoze Buy me coffee (?) at: https://ko-fi.com/janquerubin

Saeven07 · Fantasy
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Parade Night *editing*

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"That went well!" Eve exclaimed, when West closed the bedroom door behind them. "I was expecting them to throw us out since I did say a lot of things that they did not like. Fortunately, they still respect us as the guests of the house." 

"Fortunately?" 

It was an understatement. 

Eve really went hard on letting the people know that they were to be hated. Or did it backfire to her, as all she did was say anything offensive that came to her mind.

Perhaps nothing's healthy with telling an old man that his daughters would've been happier with finding him gone. Even for West, that was a low blow.