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

Blinking rapidly, he quickly climbed the stairsand stopped as he saw Birgir, speaking in low tones with three Shadowmarch. Telmé listened to them for a moment, mouth dropping open as he realized what they were discussing. Striding up to them, he blurted, "You figured out who's responsible for the poisoning? Truly?"


They fell silent, four sharp gazes snapping to him. Birgir dismissed the Shadowmarch with a nod of his head, then crooked his hand at Telmé before moving away from the edge of the mezzanine, further down to where it met the keep. "Yes, we have. That's where I've been the past few days." He smiled briefly. "Though I doubt you've noticed my absence much with all the training you must be doing."


Telmé stared at him. What? Of course he'd noticed. Birgir had coldly informed him that he was far too busy running a castle and a kingdom to have time to teach Telmé things he should have paid more attention to when Tunç had been trying to teach him.


Chapter 177: Abandoned, Part 3