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

~WARNING: This Chapter contains intense sex scenes that may seem dark to some Readers. Kindly be advised.

Music recommendation: For You by Liam Payne ft. Rita Ora.

"REMEMBER THE FIRST TIME WE MET?" Ferra's soft voice went in question. She had her head in Esabel's lap, her hair a wealth of inky waves, and the Princess had her fingers caressing through the midnight strands.

Marsil, the vampire Prince sat few inches away with his back to one of the fluffy pillows of the divan.

All three friends were seated on the largest sofa of High Hall.

As the grand chamber it was, High Hall lacked not in sheer beauty and luxury. Thus, the banquette in which the friends lay was most comfortable with proper vessels of wine flagged down on the stools about.

~MAGIC (R18)~ (The Passion of a Dragon)