Man at War – Excerpt No. 169

26 February 2026

Evelyn did a playful pout, those eyes on the verge of tears though she was stabbed through the heart. It was the giggle that sold it, hinting that the vampire was being playful.

“There’s no better way to get to know someone,” Evelyn.

“Yes… exactly,” Breanna said nervously.

Evelyn adopted a smile reminiscent of a cat who just ate the canary. She won’t know what hit her.

a surreal and vibrant cinematic photo of a black haired, green eyed beauty with a big wide smile and sharp facial features, as though she is about to cause mischief, her skin has a warm golden undertone, seated at a luxurious velvet booth in a lavish club with intricate gold accents and dim lighting, wearing a long, flowing, beaded flapper dress in shades of emerald green and ruby red, her hair styled in loose waves, setting and clothing appropriate for 1915, captured in a photorealistic style with film grain, emphasizing the subject's playful and mysterious aura.

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