Phera Algar,
A seductive flirt and a sex addict who also happens to be a vampire/angel hybrid.
Orphaned at eleven, she lives with Clary and her mother.
What happens when certain non-human beings take interest in her?
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His eyes cloudy and dazed as I take a heavy gulp of rich dark blood from his throat.
I had found him stealing glances at me while I was dancing at Pandemonium.
We're in a back ally, I don't even remember his name, even after I've fucked him. I was too desperate and eager for blood and sex.
" Phera....."
He says in a dreamy voice, I just roll my eyes as I retract my fangs from him. Dollops of blood flowing out of the wound and leading down to the collar of his shirt.
My hand unclasps his button up and he falls to the floor. Eyes closed.
Not dead just unconscious.
Oops.
I may have taken a little too much.
Ah, it's alright, he'll be fine in the morning.
I wipe the blood dribbling down my chin with the sleeve of my leather jacket.
I'm wearing a sexy red satin two piece, skin tight and showing a lot of cleavage, along with a leather jacket I borrowed from Luke.
My runes coated with a fresh layer of foundation and powder, keeping them hidden from the world.
I look up to see the sun beginning to rise.
Shit!
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The door slams as I enter the apartment and I wince, knowing they heard me.
"Phera Algar get in here!"
I here Jocelyn's voice shout from the kitchen/dining room.
I let out a huff as I slowly walk in her direction.
I am greeted with the sight of Clary, Jocelyn, and Luke all together. As soon as I enter the area all eyes are on me.
Luke gives me a look.
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