dera_damsel

WARNING WARNING!! 
THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT.
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Orpheus was once a young vampire, born into a family of vampires who turned him into a werewolf through the use of black magic. This transformation created a battle within him as vampires and werewolves because of a deep-seated enmity towards each other. Orpheus struggled with this duality for thousands of years and eventually learned to live with his newfound self. However, this transformation left him ruthless and cold, instilling fear in people who worked for him. Despite his fearsome reputation, there was one exception - Camilla Grande. 

Camilla was a young woman in her twenties who lost her parents in a devastating car accident when she was just eighteen. She had to give up her dreams of pursuing a degree and a career in dancing to start working. However, her lack of a degree made it difficult for her to find a job in a regular office. One day, while wandering the streets, she overheard someone talking about a luxurious mansion on the other side of town that needed a housekeeper. The previous staff who worked there either got fired or left on their own accord, and no one could tell a complete story about the mysteries of that house. 

Camilla was about to dismiss the thought, but when she heard the amount they were offering to pay, she decided to apply. Little did she know that her decision to work at that mansion would change her life forever.

Prophecy: rising of the first hybrid

As they approached the heart of the Hollow, the temperature dropped, and a faint, ghostly light began to filter through the trees. The ground beneath their feet shifted, as if the forest were alive and watching their every move.

Suddenly, the path ended at a massive stone archway, covered in glowing runes that pulsed with a faint, rhythmic hum.

"This must be it," Danny said, stepping closer to examine the runes. "A barrier. Lydia's way of keeping uninvited guests out."

Raymond raised an eyebrow. "You call this 'keeping people out'? Looks more like an invitation to die."

Danny ignored him, his fingers brushing over the glowing symbols. "These runes... they're a test. A way to prove ourselves worthy."

"Great," Raymond muttered. "Let me guess. It's going to be something dangerous."

Before Danny could reply, the runes flared to life, and a deep, otherworldly voice echoed from the archway.

Chapter Sixty-six: trials.