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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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Outside the Moriartys mansion, a decently posh looking carriage arrived in front of the main gates. The carriage appeared to belong to a decent family who belonged to the high society. When the gates were opened, the coachman drove it inside and stopped it before the mansion's entrance and opened the carriage's door. 

Marceline stepped out of the carriage, placing her foot on the snowy ground. The coachman who stood next to the door scrunched his face because he could smell something foul coming from the lady. 

The carriage Marceline had rode in, belonged to Lady Jennifer Lecche. It was where she had spent her time after discarding the Dawson's carriage, and visiting the Lecche's mansion to create a good defence.