Not What She Seems

Eve Rosaline is not what she seems. After her parents' murder, she's forced to flee her home town while holding a deep secret that she doesn't even know about. She's in danger and needs to find her own hiding.

It's been almost seven centuries and she continues her move from city to city, leaving no traces behind. But will her secret ever get out?

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I walked down the stairs, out of my apartment. I was wandering the busy rode of Bourbon Street, I walked alone but I didn't feel like it. I could feel a pair of confused and cautious eyes following my every step, it was a familiar stare I felt earlier. I pushed my hands in my back pockets as I continued to roam like nothing was wrong.

In a flash, I'm taken to a dark empty street. My back hits the hard brick with a thud. I groan, as my eyes shut from impact.

"Who are you?!" I hear my attacker question. My usual forest eyes turn to amethyst purple with anger as I open them, immediately barring my fangs at the man. He looked familiar, yet I couldn't put my finger on where I had seen him, he sure was hot though. "Who are you?!" the man repeated. With an angry push, he's knocked off his feet and almost on the other side of the street.

"Eve." I state with authority. Before using my inhuman speed back to my new apartment, I see him bare fangs just like mine. 'I'm not the only vampire here...'

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