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?
What Do You Mean By That?
With a swift, almost primal motion, Draven captured Avelina's lips with his own, his tongue delicately licking the blood. He sucked on her lower lip, not even letting one drop slip.
He moved to her neck and licked right from the streak line of blood that had trickled down onto her dress up to her jaw, making absolutely sure that there was not even a drop left.
He stared at Avelina with his deep crimson eyes, taking a deep breath to calm himself down. His attention moved to her lips, and he frowned.
It was…healed? Her wound, he was sure that it was right there before he sucked off her blood, but why has it disappeared as though she never injured herself from the beginning?
Draven was heavily bemused. Did he hallucinate or something? No, that was impossible! He could still feel the taste of her blood on his tongue.
He took a soft breath and tightened his grip around Avelina, embracing her.