Liquid Crimson
Neo Manos, son of Zeus, was to become King of the Realm, governing the Blessed Creatures that roamed the earth. Everything changed when Neo was kidnapped and tortured for over four hundred years at the hands of a vampire. After being turned into one of the monsters he'd come to despise, Neo refused to take his rightful place as king. How could he fairly govern the Realm if he hated what he'd become?
In an attempt to make amends to his son, Zeus created a perfect mate for Neo. Michael was everything Neo had ever wanted and everything he knew he didn't deserve. With blood designed only for Neo, Michael quickly becomes the target of Neo's enemies.
Soon it will become a daily battle to keep his mate safe and deal with his increasing addiction to the blood flowing from Michael's veins.
Blood Trinity
For over four hundred years, werewolf mates, Kern and Haig fought and loved side by side. Although they've had a few rocky moments along the way, their love for each other has never wavered. That is, until Kern is kidnapped and forced to mate with the outsider, Audric. Hurt and confused, Haig runs from Neo's Realm and, most especially, Kern. How is Haig supposed to accept another man in his marriage, especially when that man isn't a werewolf at all but a vampire?
Centuries spent as the whipping boy to the other vampires in his coven have left Audric hungry for affection. His goal isn't to come between the mated pair of werewolves, but to become part of their family. Unfortunately, his yearning for love and companionship soon threatens to damage that which he desired.
Kern hates that his unwilling actions have hurt the only person he's ever loved, but with Haig gone, he's left alone to introduce Audric to a new life on the vineyard. Kern didn't expect to like the puny vampire, but Audric begins to ease his way under Kern's skin. When Haig returns after a two month absence, Kern is afraid his newfound love for Audric might tear apart his marriage with Haig.
Three men, two species, one bed. Is it possible to put aside jealousies and establish a new kind of family or will this forced union destroy everything?
Crimson Moon
After his capture by a rogue vampire coven, Gunnar, alpha werewolf and head of Neo's Realm security, was viciously turned into a vampire. Although Gunnar was eventually rescued, he refuses to accept the vampiric side of himself.
Centuries earlier, Ramiro was also changed against his will, but he's learned to accept himself and make the best of his new life. He knows he has his hands full with Gunnar, but there is something about the confused werevamp that pulls at his once-human side. As head of security for the vampire king, Ramiro has the reputation of being a cold-hearted warrior, but he wasn't always that way. As he continues to coach Gunnar through the transition, he begins to yearn for things he hasn't wanted in centuries, love.
Gunnar hates being seen as weak by Ramiro. Never has he allowed someone to take care of him, especially someone he considers an equal in battle. Giving in to his body's desires won't come easy, but Gunnar begins to fear for his own sanity if he continues to push the vampire away.
Royal Blood
Will Nialo be able to put retribution aside in the name of love, or will his anger and untapped power rip The Realm apart?
Spiro Manos ruled over the Realm of Blessed Creatures for centuries in his brother's stead. Time spent solving everyone else's problems helped divert his mind from his own. Bound to a powerful but lost god, Spiro has spent a lifetime alone. Although sexual diversions have kept his body satisfied, his soul has never known the touch of the one lover he was born to satisfy.
Betrayed and hunted by his brother, Nialo fought valiantly until his mother, Gaia, hid him away. Forced to live life as a jaguar, Nialo's found it easier to forget he was ever anything but an animal. One bite from a friendly vampire and Nialo begins to remember who he is and why he was hidden away. His anger and need for revenge are matched only by the desire he feels for the man constantly at his side. It is the touch of his mate that begins to soothe the savage beast.
Will Nialo be able to put retribution aside in the name of love, or will his anger and untapped power rip The Realm apart?
General Release Date: 10th December 2019
With Paganini playing in the background, Neo Manos sat in his study in front of the large window, looking out over the vines he loved. After nine hundred years, the grapes had become his lover, the wine his offspring.
“It’s almost time,” he whispered to the rows of fattening grapes. Harvest was a rebirth of sorts, the plump juicy fruit he and his workers had spent an entire year preparing for would be picked, washed and sorted before the pressing. Neo hummed to the music, taking its energy and using it to replenish his soul.
He took a sip of his special wine, and immersed himself in the music, his eyelids becoming heavy.
Images flashed before his eyes—chains, blood, so much blood, him on a table, iron stakes driven through his body to hold him down.
Neo woke himself with a scream, sweat pouring from his face and chest. The door flew open and his long-time butler, Joseph, stepped into the room.
“Are you okay, Your Highness?”
Wiping his brow with the sleeve of his shirt, Neo didn’t bother to turn around. “I’ve told you for over six-hundred years not to call me that,” he growled.
“You are what you are. You will have to kill me before I stop treating you with the respect of your position.”
Neo waved his hand. “Leave me.”
He heard the door shut as he reached for his glass of wine. How many centuries would have to pass before the nightmares stopped?
* * * *
Nights spent in the vineyard meant everything to Neo. Outside, walking amongst the rows of grapes he’d helped plant, was his religion, his church, his sanctuary. His vineyard, Le Uve del Regno, or Grapes of the Realm, was his everything.
The mourning howls of several of his employees filled the brisk night air. Neo looked up at the full moon and smiled. He knew his hand-selected men were hunting in the hills. There were times, like tonight, when Neo longed to join them. What would it be like to be part of a pack? To feel the pull of companionship?
He glanced across the rows of vines to the werecats working with only the moonlight to aid their harvest. Cats truly made the best workers in his opinion. All they asked of Neo were days to lounge in the sun in their cat form, and they were more than happy to work the entire night in human form, harvesting and tending to his grapes.
The wolves were needed but not for production. Their bigger hands tended to crush more than they harvested. No, Neo needed the wolves for protection, and they were a fiercely loyal pack.
A movement at the end of the row caught his attention. Neo started to call out for his guards but stopped when a cloud moved, uncovering the full moon, casting the man in a glow of light.
Spiro. How long had it been since he’d seen his brother?
Spiro stepped closer. Once again, Neo was reminded of how different they were. Where Neo was dark, Spiro was pure light, with shoulder-length white hair and pale-gray eyes.
“Brother,” Spiro greeted.
“What are you doing here?” Neo asked, wiping his hands on his pants. Even after all the years they’d been apart, Spiro’s presence still made Neo uncomfortable. It wasn’t a lack of love for his sibling. After all, they had shared the same mother, but Spiro made Neo want for things that simply weren’t possible since he’d been changed.
Spiro stopped. His expression took on a hurt quality. “I’ve missed you.”
“And I’ve missed you, but you know why it must be this way.” His emotions threatened to get the better of him. He and Spiro had once been inseparable, but things had changed, Neo had changed. He held his hand up to stop Spiro from coming closer.
Spiro did as commanded. “It’s time, Neo.”
Neo stilled. “It’s the same answer I gave you and the gods a hundred years ago. No.”
Spiro sighed. “The world needs you, brother. I have done all that I can for the past eight hundred years, but times are changing, and I can’t lead into this new century. I’m not strong enough.”
Neo snorted. His brother had been a fantastic leader to the entire non-human species they referred to as the Blessed Creatures. He looked to the fertile soil beneath his boots. He had to admit the world was indeed changing. Spiro was a kind ruler, probably too kind for the weres, fae and vampires. They had begun to take advantage of Spiro’s gentle soul. “What kind of leader would I be? I can’t even go outside during the daylight hours. LaMont made sure of that.”
“LaMont’s dead,” Spiro reminded him. “Killed by your own hands over six hundred years ago. You need to get past it.”
“Easy for you to say, brother. You’re not the one he tortured and turned into a monster.”
Spiro shook his head. “Maybe you were right. You’re not ready to lead. For how can you lead a race you’re ashamed to be part of?”
Neo returned his attention to the grapes at his side. “Are you finished?”
“No. I have a favour to ask of you.”
An avid reader for years, one day Carol Lynne decided to write her own brand of erotic romance. While writing her first novel, Branded by Gold, Carol fell in love with the M/M genre. Carol juggles between being a full-time mother and a full-time writer. With well over one hundred releases, one thing is certain, Carol loves to keep busy writing sexy cowboys, shifters, bodyguards, vampires and everything in between. Although series books are her passion, Carol enjoys penning the occasional stand-alone title.
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