Blood Moon Series by Dawn Thompson

Start of a stunning new series! THEIR DARK CURSE Jon Hyde-White was changed. Neither his horse nor his dog trusted him any longer, and with good cause; the transformation was almost complete. Soon he would cease to be an earl's second son and become a ravening monster. Already lust grew, begging him to drink, to devour, to swallow in great gulps hot blood from every opalescent neck--and the blood of his fiancée, Cassandra Thorpe, would be sweetest of all... moreStart of a stunning new series! THEIR DARK CURSE Jon Hyde-White was changed. Neither his horse nor his dog trusted him any longer, and with good cause; the transformation was almost complete. Soon he would cease to be an earl's second son and become a ravening monster. Already lust grew, begging him to drink, to devour, to swallow in great gulps hot blood from every opalescent neck--and the blood of his fiancée, Cassandra Thorpe, would be sweetest of all. Was that not why they were chosen? Was that not why the blasphemous creature Sebastian burst upon them from the London shadows? But Sebastian's evil task remained incomplete, and neither Jon not Cassandra was beyond hope. Still she smelled of meadowsweet and lilies, and he still believed in Heaven. One chance remained--in faraway Moldovia, in a secret brotherhood, in an ancient ritual and the power of love and the...BLOOD MOON less

Joss Hyde-White left London for answers about who and what he was. What he found, with night falling, Cornwall consumed by a snowstorm quickly obscuring the road, was a carriage--a brougham by the look of it--its snow-covered horses standing like two ghosts, and a scene of horror interrupted within. A chestnut-haired beauty lay prone, requiring his assistance. But safety was not easily provided... moreJoss Hyde-White left London for answers about who and what he was. What he found, with night falling, Cornwall consumed by a snowstorm quickly obscuring the road, was a carriage--a brougham by the look of it--its snow-covered horses standing like two ghosts, and a scene of horror interrupted within. A chestnut-haired beauty lay prone, requiring his assistance. But safety was not easily provided. On this night that brought to mind vampires and the foulest creatures of myth, through the whirling snow and growing darkness, it was difficult to tell man or woman from beast. From this moment forward, no one and nothing could be trusted--not even his own instincts, be they to kiss or kill. Joss was on the road to the truth, and that would lead to the secret of his parents, to the Blood Moon Rite of ancient Persia, to the enigmatic Milosh, the Gypsy, and...THE BROTHERHOOD less

The hunger is boundless... In the moonlit forest, bewitched by a wolf and dancing to music only she could hear, Paloma was first taken. And though she escaped her attacker, she could not flee her destiny. …and it cannot be denied... Milosh could sense it: Sebastian—the vampire, his archenemy and the foe of The Brotherhood and all things right and good—was again rising to power... moreThe hunger is boundless... In the moonlit forest, bewitched by a wolf and dancing to music only she could hear, Paloma was first taken. And though she escaped her attacker, she could not flee her destiny. …and it cannot be denied... Milosh could sense it: Sebastian—the vampire, his archenemy and the foe of The Brotherhood and all things right and good—was again rising to power. To Whitebriar Milosh traveled, hoping to find his friends the Hyde-Whites; instead he found the abbey in ruins and a terrified waif. The copper-haired beauty stole his heart…and yet she was infected. She burned with bloodlust, burned as did all those who’d felt the bite of vampyr but not the solace of the Blood Moon—as Milosh himself had once burned. Paloma had the power to make him burn again, and in ways he hadn’t felt for centuries. She could make him a ravening beast…which meant the struggle to come would be not against Sebastian alone, but against himself and almost every desire in his darkening heart. less