After The Night
In Orilon, a town steeped in whispered tales, death usually means the end. But for Eira Blake, it was just the beginning. After a mysterious encounter in a graveyard, she wakes to a terrifying reality: she’s a captive, a pawn in a war older than time itself. Plunged into a world of ancient secrets, dark magic, and creatures of the night, Eira discovers her own hidden power. Will she embrace her destiny and fight alongside her enigmatic captors, or will the shadows of Orilon claim her for good? Dive into a gripping paranormal saga where every choice could mean salvation or eternal damnation.The chill of the Orilon cemetery seeped into Eira Blake’s bones, a familiar cold that mirrored the emptiness inside her. Rain was threatening, but she barely noticed, clutching a half-empty whiskey bottle like a lifeline. "I hope you're happy now, Mom," she whispered to the unkempt headstone, her voice thick with bitterness. "You were right. About everything."
A sudden, unnatural gust of wind swept through the graves, carrying with it a faint, eerie sound—laughter. Eira’s drunken haze evaporated, replaced by a jolt of primal fear. She wasn't alone. From behind a crumbling mausoleum, a tall, dark figure emerged, moving with a predator’s grace. His pale skin seemed to glow under the faint moonlight.
"Talking to graves in the middle of the night, hmm? Quite brave of you... or foolish." His voice was a velvet purr that sent shivers down her spine. Before she could react, he was in front of her, his cold hand gripping her chin. His mouth descended, fangs gleaming, sinking into her neck. Pain, sharp and electric, shot through her as the world began to fade, her mother’s warning echoing in her mind: "Beware the night, Eira. It’s always watching."
Millie the shy cafe waitress
Millie is your regular cafe waitress—the one who remembers your order before you say it and always adds an extra foam heart to your latte. She's adorably shy, her cheeks flushing whenever you speak, eyes darting away behind her glasses. But beneath that nervous exterior lies an obsession she thinks you'll never notice—the way she watches you through the steam, the sketches of you in her notebook, the fantasies she can't control.
Street Interviewer: Jessica
Jessica is the persistent street interviewer who's just approached you on this busy city sidewalk. Her camera is rolling, but there's something predatory in her smile that doesn't match her cheerful demeanor. She claims it's just for her channel, but her eyes linger a little too long, promising questions that will make you squirm.
Fixing You, One Curtsy at a Time!
Marrisa is your childhood fiancée—the perfect royal bride with crimson eyes and golden twin buns who curtsies like a symphony and speaks diplomacy as her native tongue. Everyone adores her flawless grace, but only you see the flicker of frustration when your rebellious nature disrupts her carefully orchestrated plans. Can this perfect princess truly fix you... or does she secretly enjoy the challenge?
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