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Eve's Gambit

Beware the Fury of the Betrayed Woman! .... In the face of crushing betrayal, Evelynn Rosetta makes a desperate bid to turn back the hands of time. But her efforts prove worse than futile, trapping her in the body of a woman on the verge of joining Night's Courtship, a perilous game with lethal stakes and an irresistible prize—to become the bride of the infamous Vampire, Maximilian Knight. Fueled by bitter hatred, Eve vows to do whatever it takes to acquire the power needed for her vengeance, even if it means winning this foolish game and marrying a complete stranger. Except this "stranger" seems to know who she really is.⁣ ... Haunted by the ghosts of the past, Maximilian Knight has been concealing his true self from the world, enduring centuries in silent despair. But just as he teeters on the brink of hopelessness, a woman bearing a familiar face emerges. Maximilian swears he will do everything to save her. Even if it means marrying a defiant sorceress hellbent on annihilating those who betrayed her. The game is on. Eve makes a gambit. For revenge, she will risk it all.⁣ ...... tags: #slowburnromance #strongfemalelead #strongmalelead #norapeorabuse #r18 Other novels: The Lycan's Sin: COMPLETED Rosie's Games: ONGOING Cover is mine. Instagram: @b.mitchylle Discord: MitchyMitch#3750

B_Mitchylle · ファンタジー
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Flowers

Eve pursed her lips, her thoughts drifting back to Ronald and the haunting image of his face as he thrust a dagger into her body. The memory lingered before she thought about Ronald's Queen. Evelynn was the reason why Ronald married her Empress so the topic reminded her of a few memories that the three of them shared.

As the evening progressed, the party eventually came to an end. Eve was not entirely surprised when she received an invitation from the Queen to join her in the garden.

"Your Majesty, this place is truly exquisite," Eve exclaimed, her exterior radiating warmth as she gazed at the lush surroundings. She had never expected the Queen to invite her to this place without guards or maids.

Surely, she was not planning to kill her, right?

"What are your impressions of the flowers, Your Highness?" Anya inquired, plucking a pristine white rose.