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 Much Will You Buy It?
When a man lies, it could be determined by those who actually observe the body language of an individual.
The middle-aged man nodded. "Je m'appelle, Gauche. It's very nice to meet you too."
"May I know what business you have come with?"
Pierre glanced at Ava. He took a deep breath and began to explain, "We have come with a deal and to make an exchange."
"Oh…" Mr. Gauche adjusted the glasses that rested on the bridge of his nose. "And what have you come with? Potion?"
Pierre shook his head. "No. Medicine. An elixir."
"Hoho, may I see?" The sudden expression of excitement that appeared on Mr. Gauche's face hinted at his obsession with medicines and elixirs. He was far more interested in them compared to his fascination with potions.