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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

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On Storm Rescuers *Editing*

AH! I'm so sorry. Once again...DO NOT BUY THIS CHAPTER IF IT IS STILL SAYS *EDITED* UP THERE. If it's gone, then this note probably doesn't exist anymore lol. But in all seriousness, I am still editing the other chapters and I promise to provide the right content once I am done with the others. Thank you very much for your understanding.

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"You can choose what you want to wear for dinner. I think they didn't remove most of my clothes in the closet."

"Ah. Dusty dresses."

Leila giggled. "That's right. Despite expecting my arrival, dusting even the slightest  bit of my room is apparently too much for them. It's alright, I've got dresses in the bag."

"But it is all I have been wearing for a week of travel." 

She could whine, but all the vampiress did was sleep in them.

The witch shrugged as she opened the window to puff a pillow. "If you don't want it, then a dusty dress it shall be."