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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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In the Moriarty mansion, Marceline stepped into Allie's room, and her eyes searched for something. She walked to the table and then pulled the drawers, looking for it. When a maid entered to clean the youngest vampiress's room, she quickly bowed. 

"F-forgive me, milady. I didn't know you were here." 

Marceline lazily shifted her eyes to look at the lowly maid and questioned, "Do you know where Allie's knitting things are?"

She had just remembered Allie knitting something yesterday, and on seeing her, she had hid it behind her. It seemed like her sister wanted to give her a scarf, thought the vampiress. She preferred the scarf from her favourite store than getting patchy work from the younger one. 

But Marceline was generous enough to overlook it because of her kind heart.