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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

The Dressmaker

"A dress?" Eve's gaze shifted from the Prince who was standing nearby to Carmella, a vampire that she had met in the past through Lucius. She couldn't help but wonder why Carmella was present, especially considering her previous association with Lucius. Was the Prince aware of this?

"Yes, Carmella is renowned throughout the Kingdom as the finest dressmaker," the Prince confirmed, his voice carrying an air of confidence. "She will create a masterpiece for you to wear at the upcoming ball."

Eve's brows furrowed as she considered the time constraint. "But do we have enough time to have a dress made?" she inquired, her concern evident.

A knowing smile curled on Carmella's lips as she approached Eve, her presence exuding an aura of sophistication and intrigue. She reached out, delicately lifting Eve's chin with her fingers, tilting it upward so their eyes met.