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#R18
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#POSSESSIVE
#DRAMATIC
#ROYALFAMILY
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE

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?

AngelLily · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
415 Chs
#R18
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#POSSESSIVE
#DRAMATIC
#ROYALFAMILY
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE

Take My Hand, Avelina!

Draven moved closer.

"I never should have left you, I never should have let you go. I'm so sorry. Please don't punish me like this. I'll do anything—anything you want. Just...just come back to me."

He kissed the palm of her hand and buried his face in it, trying to inhale her scent. But there was nothing—nothing at all to soothe him. This was another hit for him. She was dead. She really was dead.

Draven looked at her face and shifted closer, cupping her cheeks in his palm. "You're…so cold. Avelina, you are so cold." 

Two drops of tears fell from his eyes onto Avelina's face, and he pressed his forehead against hers, shutting his eyes. "Will you hate me if I do what I have in mind? W-will you despise me and leave me?" 

There was only one way he would be able to bring her back, and that was to turn her into one of his kind. He would have to merge his blood with hers—it was the only way possible to do it.