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

In the centre was the large fire that burned fiercely. Everything seemed to be arranged around it, ensuring that its light reached every corner. My eyes moved quickly, counting the people I could see. 18. 18 men and women who looked too wild to be humans. No human would gladly dig a cave like this to create a small settlement.

I didn't need Alexander to point it out for me. It was obvious. They walked around in very few clothes, with most of their feet bare. My eyes landed on a corner, and what I saw immediately pushed my anger through the roof. My eyes turned yellow instantly, and Alexander immediately noticed the shift in my aura.

A Lover's Rage