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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 · Fantasie
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546 Chs

Because I am bored

The excitement drained out from Marceline's eyes, and her gaze hardened. 

Eve subtly turned to look in the other direction as it seemed like walking away from here would only gain her more attention than standing here still. 

Marceline's expression didn't change, and she said, "If it is from you, I shall take it, brother. After all, what matters is the thought. The cactus are said to be independent and resilient."

"I am glad that you think the same, Marcie. The cactus is indeed a representation to you. Prickly and be quite a…" he paused as if trying to find a word, while Marceline's eyes shifted to dark red, "Care to help me here, sister?" 

Marceline's jaw clenched before asking, "A compassionate sister?"