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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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Wise decision of the past

Marceline kept staring out of the window every five minutes. There was no hint of the sunrays, and snow continued falling from the sky, painting the entire town white along with the trees. Some town workers cleaned the snow off the streets so people could walk, while some snow on the roads was pushed to make way for the moving carriages. 

"I should go and see the witch," Marceline murmured, realising the mistake she made when instructing the witch to curse the person and the condition on which the curse would take effect. 

Picking up her black furry coat, Marceline put it around her shoulders and made her way towards the entrance of the Moriarty mansion. She ordered the servant, "Tell the coachman to bring the carriage around. I will be heading out."

"Right away, milady," the servant bowed and left the place.