In this Dark Fantasy and Paranormal Romance series of stories, you’ll meet a cast of broken, but loveable witches, werewolves, and other Immortals trying their best to save the world.

A warlock king on a mission to defeat an ancient enemy, supernatural beings who can't seem to straighten out their love lives, and the secrets that bond them all...

Mistreated all his life and forced to climb the ranks under a ruthless dictator, the warlock Daniel Darke believes a brighter tomorrow lies beyond his world. So when he's visited by a beautiful woman in a vision, he follows her through a portal to a supernatural land.

Despite being one of Earth's most dreaded warlocks, when Daniel arrives in the City by the Sea, he is welcomed as a trusted friend and protector. But as soon as he comes face to face with the woman of his dreams, memories of other lifetimes come rushing back to him as his powers begin to multiply.

With all the memories and visions of things to come laid out before him like the pages of a book, the Darke King readies for the return of an ancient enemy. However, it is a man from his wife's past that he needs to be on alert for.

The Broken immortals Series

　　Peeking around the midwife’s door, Daniel smiled at Rosemary as she turned her head on the white down pillow to face him. “May I come in?”


　　She motioned with her hand and nodded with her sweet face. “Please. She was just starting.”


　　Daniel eased back in the chair beside Rosemary’s bed, then placed her hand in his as the old midwife smiled at them. The kindly, plump matron clicked her tongue while she measured Rosemary’s abdomen with the long, metered ribbon. “Now, Rosemary, you’re far too thin for someone at your term.”


　　Blowing stray hair from her face, Rosemary nodded in agreement. “I know that. The morning sickness is just brutal; I can barely eat now.”


　　The midwife took her hand from Daniel, then pinched the skin on its back and twisted her lips as she shook her head with thick disapproval. “This won’t do, Rosemary. You must force yourself to drink at least, or I will confine you to bed right where you lay for the rest of your pregnancy.”


Chapter 17