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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

Pitying the family

Lady Annalise's shoes clicked on the clean, marbled floor as she continued to walk in the corridor. On her way, she met the butler, and she raised her hand for him to come to her immediately. 

"I want you to pull out one of the finest bottles from the cellar," Lady Annalise ordered. 

"For yourself, milady?" inquired Alfie, and this received a glare from the woman. 

"Do you think I will be drinking wine this early in the morning?" She raised her eyebrows. 

"Um, Master Vincent— I mean yes, milady. I will pull out the wine," the butler bowed his head while biting his tongue so that he wouldn't ask any questions. 

"I want you to pack it, and send it to Lady Margaret. Add a note that she looked beautiful in the gown that she wore to Mr. Wade's party," Lady Annalise informed on what to do. "Also add a bouquet. Only the smallest. The woman seems to hate flowers that are slightly bigger than two inch in one's finger."