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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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Crocodile, Hamster and the Rabbit

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Though Marceline's pride had been shattered after losing her fangs from her mouth, it didn't stop the vampiress from walking through the corridors with her nose up in the air as she passed by the maids and other servants, who stopped walking and bowed deeply until she disappeared from their sight. But she did it only because the servants were yet to hear about her being a fangless vampiress. 

Reaching in front of her sister's room, Marceline didn't bother to knock on the door and barged inside. Allie, who heard her door open, turned around from where she sat in her bed with a book on her lap.

A wide smile spread on the older vampiress's face, and she walked to where her younger sister was. She lovingly asked, "Are you playing with your dolls, Allie?"