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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

Did the memory betray..?

Most of the drink from the glass had splashed on the woman, who was sitting next to Mr. Morris, while some drops fell on the man. The woman gasped in shock, not expecting someone's drink to fall on her, and she looked down. The drink dripped down her neck, seeping into the front of her dress. 

On the other hand, Eve had come to notice her umbrella stuck around the pestering man's leg. She quickly unhooked it and brought the umbrella to her side. 

"My specially designed silk dress!" The woman exclaimed in a hysteric tone. 

With the annoying man still holding the glass, both the woman and Mr. Morris's eyes fell on him, believing it was his fault and ignoring the rest. 

The man's mouth fell open on seeing the accident caused by him, and he quickly but nervously apologised, "My apologies, milady. I tripped by mistake."