Sarah Moore
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Vivian stood in front of the Church as she looked through the long, plain wooden doors. Leonard who had entered the church turned around to see her standing there and she hurried inside to walk beside him. The coloured windows that were located on the walls shone no light as the weather was a dark and a gloomy one. Crows cawed outside the church like an ominous presence as they perched themselves on the trees. Inside the Church, there was no one to be seen except for them, as they walked forward to…
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~High SS? This is a long long chapter hehe. The next chapter after this has been updated too~ Taking her out of the bath first, Leonard covered her in the white towel which he had picked from the stand, wrapping it around her, he picked her up in his arms. Once they reached near to the bed, he let her down slow and carefully. All that time Vivian couldn't stop staring at him, her heart thrumming, her cheeks feeling filled with a smile that she tried not to bring on her lips. The kiss he gave her in…
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Vivian who stood outside at the Carmichael's mansion saw the carriage leave as Leonard's family members stood outside to see him go to the Rufus' mansion. All the time little Eleanor stood quietly without a word of protest. She was sad about his departure and the fight her brother and he had got into but at the same time, she was happy, happy that Leonard wouldn't be seeing the girl anymore. The way he had patted the girl had made her jealous, jealous of the existence of the girl as it was Eleanor's…
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A trail of blood dripped down the corner of their lips as Leonard poured his blood in Vivian's mouth through his mouth. Running his hand on her throat so that she could drink it, he felt her throat bob down slowly to gulp it in. During ancient times, the pureblooded vampire's blood was considered to have healing properties, not enough to bring back someone to life. It usually worked in a few seconds and that was the easiest way to help Vivian with the way she was losing blood. Her eyes had begun to dull…
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In one of the forests of Bonelake, human bodies were dug from the ground which had been buried there. The magistrate peeked with his nose covered with his kerchief, a human himself who couldn't bear the pungent stench of the rotten, mud-covered bodies that had wafted towards his nose. Fresh rain poured from the sky, cleaning the dirt that was on the surface of the ground yet it was enough to drive the smell coming from the decayed bodies. The continuous rain and the gravel mud had camouflaged the bodies…
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Vivian was washing her hands after the meal, taking the towel which the maid offered her, she murmured thanks, turning around to walk to have Jamien walking towards her. "I didn't know you were a friend of Lady Eleanor," he came to stand in front of her. He looked taller than what she had first noticed. During their first encounter, Vivian hadn't registered his appearance as he wasn't someone she knew or wanted to know of. Her intention had only been to finish her exam and leave quickly that apart from…
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"P-punish?" she stuttered, "I didn't do anything." He leaned forward, his lips touching the outer shell of her ear which brought little shocks of pleasure when he spoke next to it, "Maybe that's the problem here," she flinched when his teeth nipped her ear lobe, "Let's go a more private place." He pulled back to see Vivian flushed, words not coming out of her mouth. He slipped his hand on hers to catch hold of it, pulling her from the room and taking her up to his room where the door was initially…
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She looked at the hole, her eyes squinting in deep concentration before pushing the thread in through the little metal space. Winter was approaching them, the time where Bonelake would begin to slowly freeze with a gloomy like white paint splashed over the entire lands which would be covered snow. She loved the snow. Playing outside and twirling herself as she closed her eyes when no one was there to see her do what she did like a child. The snow wouldn't fall for two months and there was time for it,…
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As Jerome dropped Vivian back to the Carmichael mansion, he stood outside talking to her about the ball, "It was never there before, they brought in the tradition to celebrate the night creatures living using the sign of music combined with the midnight when the second Lord was appointed as the Lord of Bonelake. It was how the Winter's ball came into existence, spreading it across the three lands." "Three? There are four lands of the empire," Vivian questioned. "Mythweald never has or I doubt ever…
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"Good afternoon, ladies," Jerome bowed his head to show respect to the women. Vivian bowed her head, a smile coming up her lips in exchange to his smile. It had been long since she had last seen him. The last time they met, it had been in the study room of the Carmichael mansion. The time when he had asked her openly, stating he liked her in front of Leonard. Thinking about it she dared not turn to look at Leonard where she knew he would have a sullen look on his face. The vampiress, on the other…
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