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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

Tangible deal for a week

Music Recommendation: Professor Stoddard- Ben Frost

Lady Aurora looked back at Mr. Etsbury and said in a low voice only for his to hear, "The Moriarty family are the ones who are taking care of all the wedding expenditure and as my husband already spoke to you—"

"I lent you the money right when you needed it. At that time you said you would return it within a week. But it has been three months and I haven't received the entire amount loaned to you and interest is far from it. You and the Marquee have been delaying it with reasons, Lady Aurora," Mr. Etsbury didn't look like a man who was interested in sweet words, and the only sweet he was interested in was the money the Hookes owed him. 

Mr. Hotham and Mr. Mayen also arrived with Marquee Hooke, and they said, "We want our money back, Marquee," said Mr. Hotham, who wore glasses. "I have given you enough time, respecting you as you are the Marquee."