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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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116 Chs

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As the trio neared the campfire, they finally spotted the soldiers who'd been acting strangely. Wolfgang, calm and curious, stepped closer to them, observing their blank expressions. 

One of the soldiers swung his sword in Wolfgang's direction, but Wolfgang dodged with ease, bending his body just enough to avoid the strike.

He quickly kicked the sword from the soldier's hand, leaving him defenseless, but the soldier just stood there, unresponsive.

"They're dead, Captain," Wolfgang said, turning back to Maverick with a steady voice.

Maverick's eyes widened. "They're dead? So… they're being manipulated?"

Wolfgang scrutinized the soldiers further, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "It's like they're being controlled with strings, like puppets."

Julius stiffened, his eyes narrowing. He turned to Maverick with urgency. "Maverick, get the soldiers to retreat immediately. We're dealing with a Ruler."