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Whispers of the night

Elizabeth had always wanted to be a star as a teenager but life hit harder than she had thought, she decided to become a police officer due to her past misfortunes. Her new found love made her yearn and long for the thrills of investigations, solving mysterious crime cases and bringing criminals to face the law. After years of hardwork and self reliance, she finally receives the call she had long awaited but it wasn't for what she thought it was, instead she was transferred to a small crime-free town. Elizabeth was already so close to giving up on her fancy dreams when she discovered an unsolved case. This mystery plunged the curious lady into depths of no return, revealing existences that weren't supposed to be known to the human world, unlocking her dark past and finally...into an abyss of Love... Love from an enemy. A kind of love that was bound to fail and at the same time, bound to thrive. A toxic relationship between a human and a not so pure-blooded vampire, one who fears the dark and one who despises the light, on a crossroad of sacrifices. "You can only be mine." "You have no right to decide that." "I do, your whole existence belongs to me and me alone." __________ "He called you Liz? I alone would call you Eli, my very own Eli." ___________ **** Check chapter comments for photos of main characters Note:- Book cover is not mine (~_~;)

Moon_fire · Fantasie
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84 Chs

I Hate Liars

"Hihihi." She giggled excitedly like a young teen girl as they sneakily made their way to the hall.

"Come on, the balcony is empty, let's sit there," Jayce suggested, and Elizabeth agreed; the balcony always had the best view and was always reserved for special guests.

"Shush," Elizabeth placed her finger on her lips when Jayce noisily dragged the chair. They both sat on the chairs, and the young detective could barely contain her excitement. She bit her lips in anticipation when the curtains were drawn. The actors were adorned in beautiful costumes, reminiscent of the medieval days, with large puffy dresses and men carrying swords.

"Oh! It's the old classic, Romeo and Juliet," Jayce chuckled, but Elizabeth disagreed, "It isn't. It reminds me of a novel I once read." She had finally managed to calm herself down and leaned against the backrest of the comfy chair.