She thought she was chasing a story. Instead, she found a girl who spoke like legend- and vanished like myth. Short Story

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#PlanetOrPlastic Once upon a time... I start like a fairytale, because it was a fairytale... ●My 1st entry on PlanetOrPlastic Contest of NatGeo ●cover by me

"Aren't you the sweetest little Agatha? Your heart races for me." I felt his nose graze my neck, followed by the faintest kiss on my collarbone, just above the neckline of my dress. "And I bet you taste just as sweet," he murmured, his tongue brushing against the spot he had kissed. His fangs grazed my skin, a cruel reminder of what he was. --- Agatha Duvall has lived with a death sentence. Chosen as the next bride of Sir Roman Volkov, a ruthless vampire known for slaughtering his wives on their wedding night, she refuses to meet her fate without a fight. If her life is to be taken, it will be on her terms. Determined to experience true freedom-if only for a few fleeting days-Agatha steps into the dangerous world of the supernatural elite, seeking one reckless act of defiance. But when a night at the infamous Blue Velvet takes a harrowing turn, she finds herself entangled with a mysterious stranger whose piercing crimson gaze holds secrets far darker than her own. With time slipping away and shadows closing in, Agatha must decide: will she succumb to the fate chosen for her, or carve out a new one-no matter the cost?