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Entangled With Darkness

'Hell is empty and all the devils are here.' -- Williams Shakespeare --- "Should I dip my hands in holy water so I can touch you?" His breath fanned her neck as he spoke close to her ear, causing an anxious shiver to run down her spine. Her eyes widened before narrowing slightly. "You are crazy." She whispered back with a shaking voice. "Why?" He asked, awed. His eyes now staring at her. "Because you would get burned." --- Opposites attract. That’s what everyone says, but light and darkness are two very contrasting entities. Annabelle is the perfect definition of pure and innocent, while on the other hand, Kione is the opposite of that—dark and a devil with an angelic appearance. Too forbidden to be a perfect match.

Dream10a · Fantasy
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100 Chs

Not a saint

The vampire watched the hesitation that lingered in the girl's eyes. "It is an order." He added smugly.

"I dare not refer milord without any honorifics." She claimed, trying to buy her way out. "And I no longer serve you, Master Kione; I never did." Belle added the last part quietly, and a soft sigh followed after.

Kione's lips twisted slightly. "Who told you so? You already called my name without any honorifics; then why don't you dare?"

She met his gaze. "Because it sounded..."

"Intimate?" Kione offered with a questioning gaze.

She pressed her lips together for a short moment of consideration before she shook her head. "No, wrong. It sounded wrong." She countered carefully. "As for working as Lady Meredith's embroiderer, I would be sure to send in my letter of resignation tomorrow." Belle bowed.

"You do no such thing, Belle."

Despite the skip her heart made when he said her name like that, there was pure confusion masking her face.