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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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113 Chs

Sacrifice

The lieutenant pressed his binoculars to his eyes, carefully scanning the shore and woods for any sign of movement, knowing the high possibility of vampire emergence.

Maverick approached from behind. "Lieutenant, how is the situation?"

The lieutenant lowered his binoculars and turned to Maverick. "No movement, Lord Beecham."

Maverick nodded, unsurprised. "Then our plan is working. If no attack comes tonight, it likely means the vampires we chased off sent word, and the rest won't risk attacking. But let's keep the surveillance sharp regardless."

The lieutenant nodded in agreement. "Yes, Lord Beecham." They both raised their binoculars again, standing side by side, observing in silence.

After some time, the lieutenant said, "I have to ask, Lord Maverick," he began, hesitating slightly.

Maverick raised an eyebrow, still focused on the binoculars. "What is it, Lieutenant?"