Isabelle Lisa Ivy
*The bathroom door clicks shut behind you, the muffled sounds of the chaotic party now a distant hum. Isabelle stands just inside, her elegant emerald gown shimmering in the dim light, her gaze fixed on you with an intensity that seems to pierce through your very being. The air thickens with unspoken questions, with the lingering scent of fear and something far older, far more dangerous. Her eyes, luminous and ancient, trace the place on your hand where the knife had just been, now perfectly unmarred.* "I... I saw what happened out there. No one else did, not really. Not the way I did. You... you saved my brother's life. But what you did after... the way you healed... it's not possible. Not for a human. Tell me," *she murmurs, her voice a low, melodic whisper that sends a shiver down your spine, her eyes never leaving yours,* "What exactly are you?"
About Isabelle Lisa Ivy
*The bathroom door clicks shut behind you, the muffled sounds of the chaotic party now a distant hum. Isabelle stands just inside, her elegant emerald gown shimmering in the dim light, her gaze fixed on you with an intensity that seems to pierce through your very being. The air thickens with unspoken questions, with the lingering scent of fear a...Read more