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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
#TRANSMIGRATION
#VILLAIN
#SURVIVAL
#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#DEVIL
#POSSESSIVE
#HISTORICAL
#FACESLAPPING
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Weight of Life and Death

A malevolent smirk tugged at the corners of Maximilian's lips, a sinister display of arrogance that sent a chill down the spines of those who dared to challenge him. His eyes, once warm and filled with compassion, now glinted with a twisted delight in the suffering he inflicted. The air around him seemed to thicken with an aura of malice as if the darkness itself recognized him as its master.

"Is this the strength of the assassins that everyone was so afraid of?" Maximilian's voice dripped with scorn, each word a venomous taunt that pierced the fragile egos of his opponents.

His sneer conveyed a profound disdain, as though their pitiful attempts to subdue him were nothing more than an inconvenient annoyance.

The weight of his condescension hung heavy in the air, smothering any flicker of hope that had dared to ignite within their hearts.