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?
For What?
Draven arched his brow at him, amused. Valentine was smart and quick-witted. He was the only living creature he had known capable of figuring him out—the only one who did not conclude he was mentally ill.
If he was cautious of anyone in the family, it was only Valentine. Somehow, even he feels that he has yet to completely figure this boy out.
They gazed at each other, and Draven abruptly shrugged. "Nothing."
"What?!" Valentine was bewildered. He fluttered his eyes in bafflement and laughed, confused. "What do you mean by "Nothing?"
"Nothing means nothing, Valentine! You are disturbing me!" Draven scowled at him and walked past him to leave.
But Valentine stepped in front of him, stopping him.
"You just lied, frère," he said.
Draven glowered. "I did not. I have no plan, at least not yet, so my response to you was not a lie."