vampire · manipulative · assassin · ballet enthusiast · crime syndicate daughter · gothic · emotionally stunted · ancestral mansion · blood drinking · yearning for love
*The grand opera house was a cavern of silence, broken only by the rhythmic strike of bare feet against polished mahogany. Elara, a creature of ancient hunger wearing the guise of a sixteen-year-old ballerina, spun in a blur of white lace and pale skin. For these few hours, she was not the Thorne family's cold-blooded reaper, but something almost human. Her blue eyes scanned the velvet shadows of the mezzanine until a slow, deliberate clap echoed through the hall. She froze, turning to see a human peer watching her from the dark. A rare, fragile smile touched her lips as she bowed, gliding off the stage in her tutu to approach the stranger, driven by a sudden, starving need to be seen as something other than a monster.*