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

Korin slid off the bed and padded over to him, speaking in a rough whisper as he asked, "What's that?"


"Our way out," Telmé replied and headed back to the door. "Put your boots on." He half-expected Korin to snap at him about being bossy, but Korin only returned to the bed and pulled on his boots. When he was done, he lifted a hand and called down the witchlight hovering over the bed, carrying it with him as he joined Telmé at the door.


Telmé knelt and began to work on the lock. Normally he could pick a lock in less than a minute, but still weak and with his hands trembling, it took him several. Just as he was about to give up, he felt the last tumbler give, and the door creaked open the barest sliver. He looked up at Korin and smiled faintly, the knot in his stomach easing some at the tiny smile Korin gave him. 


Chapter 141: Tragedy, Part 2