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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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Set up in the carriage

Watching how Vincent appeared relaxed as if barely bothered about standing in one of the cells in the Council's dungeon, Eve hoped that things would not turn to the worse. The inside of the cells were dark, which would make it hard to see the person if they didn't come to the front. 

Viscount Eduard said, "I will be back soon. Let me go and see how things are going at the Head Council's chamber." On Vincent's nod, the older vampire left the corridor with Eve standing in front of the cell. 

"What if Marceline speaks against you?" Eve asked Vincent in worry.

"That would be interesting now, wouldn't it?" Vincent softly chuckled. 

Eve didn't understand how Vincent could not be worried about this. And she stepped closer towards the rusty rods. "The murderer could be anyone, why you? Marceline was in there too."