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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

The undead society

"I have seen a portrait where the four members of the lord's family were painted." Belle revealed this to her aunt as they sat together having dinner. She frowned at her thought, "But no one spoke anything of her," until now.

A welcome party. She pondered.

"It may have been some sort of punishment to the vampiress." Philippa answered in an uncertain tone, and Belle nodded in agreement.

"Did you buy any shoes?"

"Oh yes." She had almost forgotten about the shoes she had bought. When she was done with her meal, Belle went to bring the shoes.

Seeing the shoes on her niece's hand, Philippa nodded in appreciation for her choice.

Belle retired to her room, feeling more exhausted than she felt on her last work day. All she wanted to do now was fall into bed and take a deep sleep, but she did not.