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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

Friend's funeral

With hours that continued to run, everyone who belonged to the high and low society heard the news about Duke Noah Sullivan's death. Many of them held sorrow for the loss of such a kind and remarkable man, hoping he was at peace wherever he was. 

The day Noah's body was going to be buried, Vincent and Eve left the Moriarty mansion in their carriage and reached the cemetery located in Woodlock. Mr. Briggs pulled the reins of the carriage, and once the horses stopped, he got down and opened the carriage door. 

Vincent was the first to step down from the carriage, and he turned around, offering his hand to Eve as she placed her feet on the ground. 

"There are a lot of people outside the cemetery," Eve said in a low voice on seeing the crowd that had formed. 

"Noah left a mark on the people. It has been a while since I last saw so many people attending the funeral. Come," Vincent said to Eve, who put her hand around his arm before they started to walk.