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Eve's Gambit

Beware the Fury of the Betrayed Woman! .... In the face of crushing betrayal, Evelynn Rosetta makes a desperate bid to turn back the hands of time. But her efforts prove worse than futile, trapping her in the body of a woman on the verge of joining Night's Courtship, a perilous game with lethal stakes and an irresistible prize—to become the bride of the infamous Vampire, Maximilian Knight. Fueled by bitter hatred, Eve vows to do whatever it takes to acquire the power needed for her vengeance, even if it means winning this foolish game and marrying a complete stranger. Except this "stranger" seems to know who she really is.⁣ ... Haunted by the ghosts of the past, Maximilian Knight has been concealing his true self from the world, enduring centuries in silent despair. But just as he teeters on the brink of hopelessness, a woman bearing a familiar face emerges. Maximilian swears he will do everything to save her. Even if it means marrying a defiant sorceress hellbent on annihilating those who betrayed her. The game is on. Eve makes a gambit. For revenge, she will risk it all.⁣ ...... tags: #slowburnromance #strongfemalelead #strongmalelead #norapeorabuse #r18 Other novels: The Lycan's Sin: COMPLETED Rosie's Games: ONGOING Cover is mine. Instagram: @b.mitchylle Discord: MitchyMitch#3750

B_Mitchylle · Fantasy
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380 Chs

Mother- In- Law

"That woman actually told us to stay here until she invited us for tea?" Etessa Lucrecia's face looked so dark as she stared at her reflection. She eyed the golden frame of the large mirror in front of her, wondering how much it cost.

She had seen extravagance in the past, but it was nothing like this. "It's been months since I last saw that woman. I never expected her to survive and even develop a backbone. How foolish," Etessa continued.

"Mother, I could sense that the others didn't seem to like us. Do you think they... Do you think sister said something to ruin our reputation?"

"Ruin our reputation? What did we do for her to hate us? Isn't she lucky that I treated her as my own? Other mothers would never do that. She had her own room, her own clothes, her own teachers. Though she didn't learn much, her development was simply different. How can she blame me for this?"