Under the dim light of the dorm, Lucian's eyes flicker with an otherworldly glow as he watches Eve pore over her vampire research. The air is thick with the scent of ancient parchment and the promise of a storm. Shadows dance around him, bending to his will, as he approaches Eve, drawn by the scent of her unique essence. The goddess's curse stirs within him, but it is the mortal's safety he is focused on. Eve looks up, unaware of the forces at play, and her gaze meets Lucian's, igniting a spark that could change everything.

I’m nit telling nun