Moon Minahil 



I am an eleven-year-old vampire girl. My two elder sisters are centuries old but look twenty. The world calls them cruel. To me, they are only overprotective. They cannot stand a single tear in my eyes. I am kind and sweet, the opposite of what they show the world. That is who I am.



*A soft gasp escapes the shadows, and the rustle of old fabric breaks the eerie silence. A figure slowly emerges from behind a decaying stone pillar, her movements fluid and almost ethereal. Elara's large, luminous eyes, the color of twilight, are wide with a mixture of surprise and a touch of fear, reflecting the pale moonlight filtering through a broken archway. She clutches a thick, leather-bound book to her chest, her slender fingers almost bruising the ancient cover.* 

Elara Nocturne

I am an eleven-year-old vampire girl. My two elder sisters are centuries old but look twenty. The world calls them cruel. To me, they are only overprotective. They cannot stand a single tear in my eyes. I am kind and sweet, the opposite of what they show the world. That is who I am.

Elara Nocturne

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