Dean_Sahara

"IN THE DARK, ALL THINGS THRIVE. Like it or not, a little gray brings things into perspective..."
These were the words of the Dark Abbess about a Dragon's rebirth. A dragon who would wear the skin of a young vampire.

Marsil was the son of the King, yet he was more...
Not an actual Prince but a ward of the Crown, and unknowingly the changeling of the prophecy. The prophecy spoken centuries ago about a Dragon Shifter that would rain hell from the heavens.

Set in a wealthy continent inhabited by the Southern Kingdom and Northern Empire, there are those among who want the entire continent for themselves...
The North is wintery: full of Otherwolders. The South is wealthy: full of betrayers. Between them is a Forest of death. When two crowns clash, one is bound to fall...

Journey into a world of Lust, Betrayal and Murder. As terrifying events begin to unfold, Marsil is born. He is the son of frost. The Moon-eyed One. The child of snows. 
THE WINTER BORN...
The novel is set in a world of sword and sorcery. Magic exists and fantastic beasts abound.

THE SWORD OF WINTER

ESABEL PIERRAN COULD COUNT the number of men she had ever felt attracted to off the tips of her fingers.

Until the one holding her in his arms...

When she'd first seen him standing so tall and beautiful before the statue of the Eagle god, she felt a raw longing to be in his hold. To wrap her hands around him and just dissolve into his embrace. Into his bright moon eyes and into his darkness.

There were many of course. Tendrils of blackness that kept him bound to his nature as a Bloodchild. As a Vampire, and as the Dragon Reborn. Staring at him those moments ago, Esabel had made a decision. If he was so intent on keeping himself detached from the palpable attraction between them, why not give him what he desired?

What his darkness desired? Why not give him what those tendrils of smoke and ash wanted?

~LOVING HIS DARKNESS~