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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

Eyes of the wise

The following day, more snow covered in and around the town of Berkshire. Eve's clothes and other belongings she had brought with her were packed in the trunk and her bag. Someone knocked on the room's door, and when Eve raised her head, she noticed it was Lady Aubrey and Lady Paloma. 

"How unfortunate that you are leaving this soon, Eve. I was hoping to celebrate your birthday as well as Christmas with you. Are you sure you cannot stay a little longer?" Asked Lady Paloma, who held a jar of biscuits that she had prepared early this morning. She handed it to Eve. 

"I am sorry for leaving this soon, Lady Paloma. Maybe next time I will come visit you sooner than this time," Eve assured the woman, who offered her a smile. 

"Maybe better. Come with the news of a husband, eh?" Lady Paloma, who didn't have daughters, had treated Eve as one of her own. Similar to how Lady Aubrey had loved and cared for her over all these years.