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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 · Fantaisie
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546 Chs

Completion of Act I and II

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The townsfolk who hadn't directly participated in punishing and humiliating Eve earlier waited for the vampire to dismiss them from the place, so they could scurry away. But they didn't have plans to go home, as they were interested to see what was going to happen.

The people involved in dragging Eve up here, didn't step forward in fear of being beaten. Hoping the vampire was bluffing about knowing who had touched Eve.

The magistrate looked back and forth between the pureblooded vampire and the people of Meadow. Responsible for the matters in the town, he wanted to settle down things and made his way to where the vampire stood. 

"Good afternoon, Mr. Moriarty," the magistrate offered his deepest bow to Vincent. "If you will allow me, I would be more than happy to take over the situation—" 

"What's your name?" Vincent demanded, turning to the human.