A Game Of Chess With A Vampire
[SLOW BURN ROMANCE. RATED 18: NO RAPE] What if the sort of love you'd wanted and desired, only but a man incapable of love could give it to you–a man who has not the slightest of an idea what the word "Love" meant? ..... Vampires coexisted with humans for centuries without either side hunting or killing the other due to a peace treaty. They didn’t feed on human blood for so long either, but that changes when the first vampire auction is held. Six human slaves were sold, and among them included Avelina, a twenty-six-year-old woman. Avelina is sold to an infamous Vampire prince, Draven Delgaard, rumored to have committed heinous acts even amongst his kind. She fears for her life upon their first encounter, but to her utmost bewilderment, Draven Delgaard makes a deal with her. He sought the inheritance of the royal family, but to be qualified, he needed a wife. Since his kinds weren’t available due to his reputation, Avelina was one of the few options left. In exchange for her freedom, she will assist him in obtaining the inheritance. But this royal inheritance can only be acquired through the style of a chess game with other royal opponents. A game of strategy and survival. Should she succeed, her freedom shall be regained and it would be a win-win for both her and Draven. However, she soon realizes that success might come at a very heavy cost. Will Avelina and Draven be able to win the game of chess? Will they secure her freedom and inheritance, or will they fall victim to the dangerous machinations of the royal family?
May I Have This Dance, My Lady?
Both Olive and Loui turned their heads to their sides to glimpse a female figure standing with her arms akimbo.
Her long, flowing hair cascaded down to her bum in black waves, a lustrous auburn that caught the light with every movement.
Her sharp features were softened by her delicate bone structure, and the suit she wore hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her toned physique. She was a sight to behold.
"Hmph!" Olive scoffed and looked away from her.
The young lady, Lucien, balled her fists with annoyance. "YOU POKER FACE!!"
Her eye twitched uncontrollably, and her jaw tightly clenched.
"Now, now, Lucien, let's calm down." Loui walked over to her. "Olive has a problem with werewolves, which is why he hasn't accepted you yet. But! It does not mean he hates you."
"I don't care!" Lucien was rather dissatisfied.
Loui's smile fell, and his face darkened.