King Henry 1 of England founded the Knights Defender to protect his itinerant justices, but the order grew into a pan-European order of crusader knights. Renowned for protecting the innocent and upholding the law, the Knights Defender were respected by all. Everywhere people saw their blue class on a silver background, they knew they'd find truth and justice.
But they had a dark side.
Their Grand Master practiced black magic but with good intentions. He foresaw the fall of the order and decided the world needed his Knights as an eternal police force. He picked out the best of his men, and with their permission, he made them immortal. By turning them Vampire.
Most of his Knights clung to their belief in law an order, but they hadn’t expected their feelings to leach out of them over the centuries. They feel nothing unless they find and claim their soul mate – but if they pick the wrong woman, they die.
Worse, the Grand Master’s vision was as flawed as his decision to dabble in the dark arts. He changed some Knights who turned rogue. Now they prey on humanity.
Thanks to the rogue Knights some of the Defenders were changed without an explanation, and like Blaxton de Ferrers from my book Knight's Vampire, were were left to flounder alone.
Blaxton de Ferrers died at the start of the 13th century—killed by his cousin while on Crusade with Richard the Lionheart. He didn’t stay dead. That night, he rose as a vampire.
Finally, in the twenty-first century, Blaxton returns to the castle where he was born. He’s sucked into an ancient mystery. Then there’s the woman. The one who makes him feel whole—but to claim her, he’ll have to kill her.
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