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?
So, What Is It?
Ryan sat at the table in his room with his legs crossed
A knock suddenly came at the door.
"Come in." His voice was rather husky, hinting at his weariness.
The door was pushed open, and a young man walked in. He was quite bulky, with dark hair and expressionless brown eyes.
"I have returned, young master," he said.
Ryan averted his gaze from the book in his hand and glanced at the young man.
"Lancelot." He had a look of anticipation glistening in his eyes. "What did you find out?"
Lancelot let out a soft breath before slowly shaking his head. "I found nothing, young master."
"What do you mean?" A deep frown emerged on Ryan's face.
Lancelot began to explain, "I did monitor her as you asked me to, young master, but nothing came of it. She has been in her room mostly and has not really made any suspicious move."
"That's impossible," Ryan refuted.