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?
How About You Find Out?
Avelina continued, her brows creased in concern.
"You don't know what Ryan could possibly be planning for him to throw such a challenge in your face. I mean, a death duel means that either one of you has to die before it can come to an end. So it's either you or him."
Draven was quiet for a second, simply inhaling her scent with closed eyes. He ran his fingers through her hair and blinked his eyes open, both hanging low as though he were tired.
He inquired, "Do you know the extent of my strength, Avelina?"
"Huh?" Avelina was taken aback by his question. She batted her lashes, shaking her head. "I'm not…sure." The only time she had gotten the opportunity to gauge his strength was during the time he killed those masked assassins. Other than that, she had not gotten the opportunity that would allow her to assess his strength properly. But even so, she could tell that he was strong.