The Conjurer

<p class=ql-align-center><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>A friend jailed for murder in Scotland.</strong></p><p class=ql-align-center><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>A melancholy lover targeted by a vicious vampire in Canada.</strong></p><p class=ql-align-center><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Heartbroken. Betrayed. Deceived.</strong></p><p class=ql-align-center><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Can The Conjurer save his friends or will he die trying?</strong></p><p class=ql-align-center></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>A vintage bottle of red wine was proffered by an alluring young man in a tuxedo and a smoking hookah by another. As the wine and hashish found their mark in Michael's brain he sank into the opulence and gazed at Christophe.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Le Château de Vampire. You're playing with me my charming boy. There are no vampires here. They do not exist.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Christophe's eyes were so dark brown there was no difference between iris and pupil save a faint circle of flecked gold. With a soft smile he winked. Do you like my play chéri?</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>It's unorthodox and extravagant. Of course I do.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Such a scene would enhance Club Pegasus no? A private room for artful play?</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Perhaps. It's rather like an elite gay club for only the young and beautiful. Very Dorian Gray.</span></p>