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Sovereign Of Silver Blood

London 1820 For centuries, the royal family has fought a relentless battle against a curse left behind by their ancestor, a king whose thirst for power led him to transform into a vampire. This dark legacy is shrouded in mystery and dread, and has haunted the kingdom since the king vanished into the shadow. In his wake, the descendant of the king was cursed with an unique and powerful bloodline known as the Silver Blood. A gift or a curse that can turn any weapon they wield into silver, which becomes the weapon to kill the vampires. According to legend, has the power to revert vampires back to humans. Maverick Crus Beecham, known as Marx, is one of the Special Soldier Night Guards that serve the kingdom. He is said to be the most skilled and dedicated member. Raised by his only relative, Lawrence Beecham, the head of the special unit, after the tragic death of his parents. And one day Marx was suddenly given a sudden three month vacation from his uncle, to return home and inherit his title as a Earl. But during this time, he meets a charming and enigmatic nobleman who goes by Cherie. Despite their contrasting personalities, Marx’s serious demeanor and Cherie’s outgoing nature, the two form a powerful duo, bound by their private mission and so called DATE by Cherie. “We should go through all of the ups and down, for better, for worse, until we are part by death”

Choonloy · LGBT+
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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.