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 sat in my study, going through an ancient book that had a few of its pages in tatters. The words were in an old language, the ink mostly faded. The goatskin was coarse to the touch, my meticulous care over the years not enough to preserve its delicate nature.

I had a cup of coffee on my right, the coffee just a necessary evil. It had no way of keeping me awake. I just didn't want to let my mind be distracted or wander off to depressing thoughts.

I had rushed back to the mansion with Diamond on my back, leaving Kristin to explain things to her mother. I knew my face would easily betray the reality of things and I needed to get Diamond back to the mansion as soon as possible. In an hour, Kristin had returned.

The Mysterious Helper