[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?
Narrowly, Pierre dodged, but the arrow still managed to cut his clothing, baring his skin to the sun.
Quickly, before he could feel the pain of the burn, he covered his skin with his gloved hand and hurried off into the shed.
Draven stared at Loui and Olive.
"Should I give her an easy death or a painful one?" As he pulled the string, he asked himself in a tone, almost as though he was whispering.
No! He shook his head. "You cannot do that, Draven. She had put Avelina through pain, it would be quite merciful on your part if you did that! She has to go through misery too! She has to suffer as well before she dies!"
In fury, he let go, and the arrows rushed toward Loui. Loui was quite slow with his movement, thus, the arrow had torn through the arm of his clothing, cutting his skin a bit.
"OUCH!" He groaned a bit in pain and turned around to walk to the shed.