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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 · Fantasy
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546 Chs

Art of wooing: To mop

Music Recommendation: Very Elegant- (k)NoW_NAME

Darkness prevailed in the mansion's corridors as the earlier lit candles had melted and touched the surface they had been standing on. Eve tip-toed from her room and reached Rosetta's room. Slipping inside the room, she saw the vampiress whose arms were stretched wide on the bed while she comfortably slept on her front. 

"Rosetta, wake up," Eve nudged the vampiress, who moved her lips while murmuring something under her breath. 

"… mm, I want a buttery marmalade bread, with a side of warm blood tea… Refine it…" Rosetta murmured as she dreamt. 

Eve turned to look at the wall and saw there was still time before the clock struck five in the morning, but the vampiress had to wake up if she was planning to woo Eugene. She doubted Blythe would know that her mistress's daughter had woken up this early.