The Trial: Secret Law
Whiskey colored eyes fell on Evelyn first, some kind of rare eyes that looked like mirrors, reflecting nothing but fear and death. Fangs were out on the open as the Vampire King laughed, applauding, the look on his pale face, that contrasted his perfectly tossed back jet black hair, utterly satisfied. A shiver went down Evelyn's spine. The rumors of this notorious, ruthless, centuries-old vampire seemed to be nothing but the truth. He looked terrifying, yet dangerously pulling. Evelyn sucked in a breath when he stopped and openly studied her in a desirable way, like he was eating her with his eyes only. And probably he was, blood was his source of food after all. "I expected nothing less from Evander's daughter. You would make him proud, little girl." Evelyn narrowed her eyes surprised
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