The background setting of this story is in a modern – fantasy era, in Asian continent. Where the vampires, werewolves and fairies exists within the human society and get along with them like all other people.
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In this modern era everyone knew about the supernatural creatures that exists in between them. The humans and the supernatural creatures have their own set of rules for the peace treaty between them.
China has many supernatural clans, but among them Zariya, Araceli and Killian were highly respected and were on the top of the hierarchy.
The Zariya clan was now count in the rare ones, the Vampires.
Araceli was of the wolves, but they have their own small packs all around the world.
The Last, Killian, this mysterious clan, is shrouded in secrecy and enigma, making it an intriguing and elusive group. Little is known about their origins, and their existence is often whispered about in hushed tones among those who are aware of their presence.
But due to the hunger of power the evil one separate themselves into their own clan.
Among these supernatural creatures, there lived the hunters who despised these supernatural creatures. Having their own slayers, they hunt these creatures to feed on their fears, which lead them to a long feud even after all those years.
Vampires are considered as the rare one species, with their cold nature and bright golden eyes they stand out from others drastically. The hunters had a long-running feud against the supernatural creatures.
On the other hand wolves are also not so populated, but enough for their presence to be known. With their rank and appearance every wolf has their own level of strength and powers. The battle of hierarchy between these species keep the spot of the headlines in the city every few years.
The city was in uproar again in the night festivals. The roads were stuffed with the cars and the street lights were giving the different shades in every corner of the city. The cool breeze was hitting with every whisper in the ears of the travelers.
Between these, a girl with bright-orange hair was sitting on the window seat, in a café, gazing far away on the streets. The faraway look in her eyes held many emotions enough to overwhelm anyone with it.
Taking a deep breath, she picks the envelope from the table. Roaming her eyes on the envelope for full five minutes, her heart beating wildly in her ribcage, she opens it slowly with her trembling hands and gasped. That was not what she had planned, she didn't even imagined it would turn out this way.
She keeps staring at the content in the envelope.
Her focused gaze was interrupted by the abrupt ring of her cell phone. Glancing at the caller ID, she felt a nervous gulp rise in her throat. Without hesitation, she answered the call, greeted by a chilling, deep voice.
"Did you get it?" came the voice.
"Yeah, " she responded with a subdued tone.
"Keep yourself ready, then, it's about your time to pay" and the call ended.
She stared at her phone dumbly, what was that man, even trying to do with her?
She let out another bitter laugh as her gaze fixed on the invitation, which turned out to be for an auction party.
TO MISS NUWA
Releasing a sigh, she put it in her backpack.
Dealing with these unscrupulous families remained a challenge for her, and the weakness persisted in navigating through their murky dealings.
She didn't get these high society people, how they flaunt their riches in the face of everyone. But now the thing that kept her mind is him. How can she entangled herself with that cold iceberg. She knows nothing other than his name.
No one knows about his background, who's he, From where did he came from? Everything about that man has been a mystery. The people who knew him were only his best friends and family if he had any, which any doubt he had?
What she knows about him, was her senior, at the university, from different major department.
Having enough for today, she leaves the café for her mother's cemetery.
The road was quite and dark, no one can be seen there. The girl named Nuwa walked through the dark alley holding her breath.
CRUNCH
She looked around, using her wolf ears she concentrate on her surroundings. Not sensing anyone around, she looked sideways and her breath hitched, eyes widened.
Looking straight into those red eyes she froze on her spot. Snapping out it, she took a step back slowly. The gap decreased between her and those fiery red eyes.
And in a blink of an eye everything turned black around her, leaving an eerie silence.
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Looking at his phone, he lips tilted upwards slightly. What was he thinking, even if he wants to be soft he can't do it. He's new to everything that he's been experiencing now-a-days.
If anyone asks him to do these crappy things a month ago, they would be tongueless by now. And now he even can't even recognize himself, doing these things. 'Lovesick fool'.
Sitting in front of him, his best friend also right hand man smirked at him knowingly. What would you expect from a busybody? Sigh. Unable to contain his excitement he asked the man in front,
"So you got these things already prepared for my sister-in-law ".
The man glared at his right hand man at that, but immediately turn his face other side, slightly red at the term that his right hand man or his chatterbox of a best friend had used for his love.
Coughing, the man answered stiffly, "That's none of your business. Give me the report". But his eyes again dart towards his phone where a girl was standing under an umbrella smiling beautifully.
Suddenly he got this uncomfortable feeling which he couldn't point out. Shaking his head he looked straight towards his friend who was sneaking a glance at the picture.
Anyone can tell from the angle of the picture that it was secretly captured, but who cares.
Seeing the scene in front of him, which never happened in their life of twenty years his best friend couldn't hold back himself and blurted out suddenly not even caring about his life, "geez your virgin self is a blushing mess right now", and ran out of the office laughing before the beast of his friend get his hand on him.
The thing was that, the man was never involved in these romantic activities. Being a cold-hearted and ruthless leader he was, he never concerned himself with love life. He first felt these disturbed feelings after that day, where he saw the girl with light-orange hair arranging the flowers in the cafe under the bright sunlight. Ethereal.
Pressing his hand on his left side he felt something more, something he was denying from the start.