DarrenKing

Darren King is as crude as they come. A tribrid - part vampire, part werewolf, part witch and bathed in angel blood. Protector of the Trifrom. War hero. First and last of his kind. And only through his progeny can there be hybrids. But he has a problem.

He is bound to the Blood Moon, limiting his options of wives to the royal bloodline. Although respected in the vampire and werewolf clans, he won't be given worthy "vessels" (wives). And as the witches have ostracised him, he's running out of time. 

In a dark corner, demons have begun to appear, scheming to resurrect their fallen king. While Darren runs against a thousand-year-old curse, dangers are lurking for his new family.


Will he be able to protect the world again, saving humans from dangers they have long forgotten? Or will he lose his family and give up on a world that never loved him?

Bound By The Blood Moon

Darren's POV

I watched the crowd surround her, congratulatory words filtering through the noise. The music picked up again, and a few dancers walked in, taking the now-empty stage.

They wore a bright mix of red and white, their feet bare and their faces covered with masks. I focused my attention on them, their performance keeping me rooted in the hall. In the corner of my eye, I noticed Balthazar walk off, grunting in annoyance with each step he took. Aside from me, he was the least excited to be here.

The Witch's Wine