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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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The werewolf hanging in front of Eve's window pushed the window upwards and stepped inside as if he had done it many times before. He enjoyed inflicting horror in the people's minds before taking their lives. 

He stood behind Eve, who had her back facing him. And even though the man had stayed quiet, Eve shivered because of the sudden cold air in the room and she frowned. 

When the werewolf neared where Eve was, she heard the creak in the wooden flooring, something she had started to pick up after walking on the lake's icy surface. She gripped the trunk in her hand and swung it with as much force as possible, such that the trunk smacked the man's face. The person staggered and fell. 

Eve felt the muscle on her arm pull because of picking up the trunk suddenly and swinging it.

"You stupid bitch!" The werewolf cursed and got up on his feet, tasting blood in his mouth. "You knew I was here, but you weren't scared?" because he didn't hear her heart race.