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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Respectful pureblooded vampire

Eve stared at Vincent as if she had turned deaf because of the thunder that had struck a moment ago. Her eyes narrowed, and she said, "I told only my neck and hands."

Vincent clicked his tongue, "Rude. You just said I could bite anywhere I want, and now you are taking your words back?" 

Eve knew that Vincent had a better hearing ability than the other vampires. Even over the thunderous sound of the clouds, he had perfectly heard what she said and was now behaving dumb with her. She asked, "Are you not ashamed to twist my words for your benefit? Taking advantage of the person who offered you shelter and clothes?"

"No," came the nonchalant response from Vincent, who now smiled, and the smile was enough to have her heart flutter. 

"I think I am sick," Eve muttered to herself. 

How could her heart skip a beat for this vampire? Vincent's head missed too many screws which she was already aware about, but was her screws falling off too?