In a kingdom ravaged by the terrors of an ancient war, the only hope against them is the army of mixed-blood beings known as the King's Legion\, especially the Princes of the Blood, nigh-invincible warriors of fearsome magic and strength, their only weakness a need for pure human blood.

When his brother runs away, Raffé agrees to undergo the Blooding, but he is a pale imitation of his strong, capable brother. No one expects him to survive and become a Prince, merely to die to save his family and preserve honor.

But runaways and weaklings are the least of the kingdom’s concerns when an ancient evil returns with new tricks, and their only hope lies with knowledge long lost and a fierce bond forged in darkness …
Sex scenes/explicit content, 18+, Violence, Gore

Bisexual, MxM, Friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, vampires, demons, possessive, forbidden, coming of age, warrior, royalty/nobility

Princes of the Blood is created by Megan Derr, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author

Princes of the Blood Series

Alrin spread his legs slightly to better accommodate him, grabbing his ass and returning the ravenous kiss until his lips were bruised, chin wet, and they were both panting for breath.


"I want to fuck you," Raffé murmured against his mouth, rubbing against him, cock hard and wet between them. Alrin leaned in to suck and bite at his throat, feeling as much as hearing the way that made Raffé moan. He had yet to meet a Prince who did not have or develop an obsession with necks. It was vastly more hilarious to most of the castle than the Princes realizedand no one was in a hurry to tell them.


Raffé shoved at him, slid off his lap and pulled him to his feetthen nearly climbed Alrin to wrap around him and resume the bruising kisses. Alrin tried to walk them toward the bed but was far too determined not to stop kissing to manage it without nearly killing them in the process.


Chapter 43: Farewell, Part 3