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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?

AngelLily · Kỳ huyễn
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Shall I Lead You On?

Santino sat down on the passenger seat and signaled to the chauffeur to start the car engine. As soon as the royal guard opened the gate, they drove off onto the road.

As unfortunate as Avelina was, the ride to the destination was a hectic one. One could not tell if it was because of the king's birthday, but there was huge traffic like never before.

Avelina grumbled under her breath, tired.

"What is the time?" she asked.

Santino, who was scrutinizing the road for any space to drive through, took a quick glance at his pocket watch. He replied, "Eight p.m., my lady. A little bit till it clocks nine p.m."

"We are late!" Avelina exclaimed. 

Santino, who knew that she was right, did not say a word but exhaled cynically. He thought for a second before suddenly suggesting

"My lady, would you mind if I flew you there? I really doubt that we will get there anytime soon."

"Fly…me?" Avelina blinked, confused.