Trials of the Stars

Three stories.

Three Vampire brothers.

Three separate trials from the gods.

•••

Calix McArthur is Crown Prince. His coronation is in just a few months away, but there’s still a war going on.

A war that started between humans, elves, vampires, and werewolves.

But, the humans quickly gave up and surrendered.

The elves were sneaky and still holding on - though not for much longer if the Crown Prince’s plan succeeded.

And the werewolves were still going strong— isolated from the world, fighting when necessary, and decimating the troops that came to them.

Acherona is an Elf Princess. Placed in hiding, she’s the only heir and last line of defense. But Crown Prince Calix captures her after his plan has been successfully executed and immediately takes a liking.

A stubborn elf with an iron-will, and a powerful vampire who’s never once in his life taken ‘no’ as an answer.

Sounds like a pair.

•••

Jaklyn, a human princess, and Kaisar, a vampire prince, are best friends.

Or, they were.

Before the war.

Then, when Jaklyn and Kaisar were 10 years old, Jaklyn was whisked away.

For 13 years, Jaklyn was alone. Lied to about the outcome of the war, her parents promised her to another human lord.

But this is Jaklyn we’re talking about.

On her WEDDING DAY, she escapes the clutches of her parents and runs.

Barefoot, and with only a sword and a horse, she runs into a familiar stranger on the road.

Kaisar has found his betrothed, but does she know that?

•••

Kenai is the youngest prince of the McArthur line.

Ophelia Liulfr is the Werewolf Princess. Respected and feared, she is a demoness in battle.

Kenai was awaiting the day he’d face the heir of his kind’s forever opponent.

But then his older brother, the King, made plans with the Werewolf Queen to wed Ophelia and Kenai.

Ordered to make peace, Kenai can only cooperate.

But that certainly didn’t mean Ophelia would.

Hot tempered and stubborn as hell, she wasn’t going down without a fight.

If she was going, the stupid prince was coming with her. There was no way in any of the realms she’d ever breed with blood-sucking scum.

Or so she thought.