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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

Irritated members of the Inner Circle

Clean, black shoes clicked against the white marbled floor of one of the long corridors in the Council's building. The person's shoes stopped in front of one of the double doors. Vincent pushed the door. 

When he entered the chamber that belonged to the Head of the Inner Circle and the head of the Council, he noticed four men sitting in front of Clayton's desk. 

The four men belonged to the Inner Circle, where one of them was Mr. Hart. One of the men, with a moustache, said to Vincent, 

"We are in the middle of the meeting. You can come back later."

Vincent smiled at the man's words, while Clayton informed others, "I am the one who told him to join us, Sylvester."

"You seem to like to bend the rules when it comes to Vincent, Head Clayton," stated another man, who wore glasses and the eyes behind it were downturned. "Allowing a non Inner Circle member to join the meeting that is supposed to be confidential."