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 was panting, catching my breath after the intense release. Diamond pulled her head away, taking one big gulp. She straddled me again, raising her gown herself. I could feel my dick rub against her pussy. She was wet and dripping on me.

"I'm ready. Take me to your room."

She didn't need to say it twice. She threw her arms around my neck, holding on as I whizzed up to my room. My arms held her up, her ass seated comfortably. I kicked my door open and slammed it behind us instantly.

"King, can we take things slow? I want to feel every bit of this. I want it to last. I want you to make love to me till the morning sun shines through the window. I'm all yours tonight."

Professions of Love (18+)