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

The curtains blinded my view, but my nose could pick up a floral scent. It was different from Janet's perfume but slightly similar. I could even taste it a bit, and it stirred something within me. Janet closed the doors before pulling me away from the curtains.

My words were stuck in my throat. The scene that lay before me was completely unexpected. There was a king-sized bed right in the middle, covered in red sheets and a red duvet, accompanied by white pillows. The duvet wasn't quite flat at four particular points like there was something underneath. There were four large pillows and four smaller pillows. Each pillow was covered in wool cloth that accentuated its softness.

Room of Submission (18+)