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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.

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Back of the alley

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Back in the far corner side of Meadow town, where the town's market place was located, people bustled in the streets. Some people were bargaining with the vendors, while most of them walked, leaving a chatter in the air that dulled most of the loud voices. 

And while the common people were gathered mostly on the front side of the market which was set up for the humans, there were a decent number of people, who belonged to the other kinds, hovering around the deeper and darker side of the market. 

One such person, who strolled in those darker streets was none other than Vincent Moriarty. Unlike the other day, when he had encountered Eve, he didn't wear a cloak to hide where he came from. His disheveled, silvery hair stood out from the rest of the crowd, making many turn their heads to look at the tall man more than once. He wore dark gray trousers and vest along with a clean white shirt.