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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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Time to lose your pride

Marceline sat on the bed in her secluded room, her posture looked proud and refined even though she had been left in this horrendous place for two days. Her face was rigid, and she refused to eat or drink the food offered. 

She couldn't believe her entire family had decided to let her spend the rest of her years in the House of Purgatory. Anger bubbled and coursed in the vampiress's veins, but the longer time passed, the more she came to realise that her words fell on deaf ears. But her stubbornness increased the hunger she now felt and she bitterly waited for the guard to come in front of her room and bring her food. 

When she heard footsteps approaching towards the room, her eyebrows drew, and a hint of relief passed her expression when she noticed it was the guard, carrying a tray of food and a glass of blood. 

"Where are you going? Serving the food to the room next to mine when you haven't served me?"