As the sun set, casting a purple hue over the library, Samantha crept in cautiously. The previous night's encounter with Marcus in the basement still hung heavy on her mind. To her surprise, Marcus was not there but she found a woman waiting in the library. Her senses immediately pricked up as she took in the stranger's presence - there was something otherworldly about her.
Her raven black hair was twisted into a neat bun, strands of dark tresses framing her face. Her eyes were a mesmerizing shade of emerald green, almost glowing against her porcelain skin. They seemed to hold a depth and intensity that captured the attention of anyone who looked into them.
As strange as it may sound, Samantha couldn't help but notice that this woman's blood smelled enticingly sweet, too, like no one she had ever encountered before. It was a heady and almost seductive aroma that seemed to make her heart race and her instincts scream at her to be careful.
