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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

History of fear

Eugene offered her a bow,

"Thank you, milady. I shall drink it later." The vampiress obviously meant no harm and was only trying to be appreciative and he didn't see a reason to be mean towards her by refusing it. 

"Of course!" Rosetta was glad to hear anything Eugene said, and then she realised the milk wouldn't be warm later. But maybe, he preferred it that way? She observed the room and said, "These rooms don't have windows or balconies."

"It seems it was once used as a storage room, which is why there was no need for a window. But in time, it was changed to rooms for the guests to be used. By vampires who prefer their quiet isolation," Eugene explained to her, and Rosetta nodded. She also realised the only light that came into the room was from the candle that Eugene held in his hand, and the room's main door through which she had entered.