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Sovereign Of Silver Blood

London, 1820 A kingdom shrouded in darkness. A bloodline cursed by power. A legacy of silver and shadows. Centuries ago, a king's insatiable thirst for power turned him into a monster—a vampire. His dark transformation left a curse upon his descendants: the Silver Blood, a gift and a torment. Silver Blood turns any weapon they wield into a force capable of slaying vampires—and according to ancient legend, holds the power to restore vampires to humanity. But no one knows if this power is salvation… or damnation. Maverick Crus Beecham, or Marx, is no stranger to the shadows. As the most skilled of the kingdom’s Special Soldier Night Guards, Marx has dedicated his life to protecting the realm. Yet when his stern uncle, Lawrence Beecham, unexpectedly sends him away for three months to inherit his title as Earl, Marx’s world takes an unforeseen turn. Enter Cherie, a mysterious and charismatic nobleman who exudes charm as easily as breathing. Their fateful meeting throws Marx into a whirlwind of intrigue, danger, and unspoken secrets. Despite their clashing personalities—Marx’s stoic discipline against Cherie’s playful magnetism—they are drawn together by a shared purpose, an enigmatic mission, and Cherie’s declaration of a "date" that feels more like destiny. “We should go through all of the ups and down, for better, for worse, until we are part by death” A tale of cursed bloodlines, enduring secrets, and unexpected romance, Sovereign of Silver Blood is a gothic adventure romance.

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152 Chs
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In the late afternoon, as the trio stood outside Theresa's house, ready to make their way back to the military camp, Wolfgang gave a small wave toward Shelly. "Come to London, Shelly. I'll take care of you," he said with a usual straight face.

Shelly smiled back, her gaze warm. "Thank you for visiting," she replied.

Before Wolfgang could bask in his own charm, Julius flicked him on the forehead. "Don't go making promises you can't keep to a maiden!" he chided. "You'll only give her the wrong idea."

Maverick, ignoring the two, turned to Theresa with a respectful nod and a knowing look. "See you around, Theresa."

Theresa huffed, turning away with her usual stoicism. "Make sure to visit your parents' grave more often."

With a final nod, Maverick gave her a faint smile, and the trio turned to leave, heading down the path as the sun dipped below the hills.