The Sin Eater’s Prince

Gay Vampire Romance

by Keta Diablo

The Sin Eater's Prince- Keta Diablo
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Pages: 197
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Moonlight slanted through the pine trees, and in the stillness of the forest, the ocean roared in the distance. Owen stumbled on a rock, regained his footing and followed the silver ribbons down the narrow path.

“The forest holds danger and mystery,” his tad always said.

From the inflection in Andras's voice tonight, apparently, he felt the same. The man had tried to warn him without alarming the servant. And he'd tried to tell Andras he couldn't spend another night under his roof hungering for his touch.


A fluttering of giant wings to his left brought forth a shocked gasp, and another stumble. He fell to his knees as the moon ducked behind a patch of clouds and pitched his world into darkness. Through the black mystery of the forest, he narrowed his eyes and searched for the airborne creature. When the skin at the nape of his neck prickled, he wished he'd taken Andras's advice and stayed in the stables. The scent of horse dung would have been preferable to the fear anchoring him to the forest floor.

His tad's voice echoed in his ears. “A vampire cannot enter a private dwelling unless the occupant grants him permission. Most long tooth attacks occur outside the abode in isolated areas at night.”

Get up, Owen, ye dolt! Run! Ye have got to make it home!

Clambering to his knees, he stilled when a brilliant flash exploded in the clearing ahead. Beneath a canopy of evergreens, a beast appeared in his line of vision. Nay, it was not a predator of the forest but an upright human form. Shrouded in billowing black, his white skin shone like a beacon under the inky sky. Terror seized him as the phantom advanced at a foot-dragging pace, the undercurrents of death heavy in the morbid air. The ghoul’s eyes crazed with bloodlust, his long white fangs descending, he circled him.

Owen's throat constricted with fear, yet the specter's ageless features and hypnotic eyes immobilized him. Time ceased to exist and his immortality rushed forward. Death clung to his pores; he felt it surround him like a black shroud.

Lladd amser. His father's words for Killing Time lashed about him like a hard rain. He knew someone would die again soon, but never suspected the someone would be him.

In the breath of a heartbeat, a new shape burst onto the scene, exploding through the bracken with lightning speed. Without pause, the newcomer lunged, the flash of his sword powerful and true. Metal met metal in a timeless dance of deflect and parry, to meet time and again beneath the shadowy moon.

A peal of laughter bounced off the trees. “Well done, Andras. Someone has taught ye well.”

His name fell from Owen's lips on a whisper. “Andras?”

The scene played out before him like an act from a Shakespearean play...except the characters knew one another.

Andras gave no answer to his enemy's false compliment, but rather countered with a vicious upward slice toward his groin. The being lunged with a heavy thrust and sliced open Andras's shoulder. Owen focused on the torn fabric of his jerkin, waited for a stream of blood to arc through the vaporous air, and groaned when it failed to appear.

Vampire against vampire, their bodies whirled and twisted in a maelstrom of flesh and bone. They thrashed and tumbled on the ground only to continue the fight moments later in the branches of a massive oak.

Paralyzed, Owen watched with his heart in his throat.

Long fangs gnashed and an anonymous bloodcurdling scream rent the air. Still it didn't end. Blades clanked beneath moonbeams and then Andras pirouetted with the agility of a jungle cat. Time ceased to exist as he brought the claymore up high above his head. On the downswing, the mighty blade keened its death knell and severed the long tooth's head from his neck. The demon's limp body tumbled from the branch and landed three feet from Owen. Gray smoke rolled from the creature's open cavity, his body recoiling like a giant serpent's tail in the last throes of death.

Owen clutched his abdomen and retched. Long seconds later and fighting off waves of dizziness, he lifted his head and stared into the ghost-white face of Andras Maddock. Bent at the waist, the physician gasped for precious air, yet kept his keen sight on the periphery of the clearing.


Gay Fiction/Vampires/Werewolves

Andras Maddock, the physician of a small village in Wales, has secretly loved Owen, the Sin Eater for years. The villagers fear Owen for the sins he’s consumed from the dead, and for this, everyone shuns him. Owen is stunned when Andras saves him from a violent death at the hands of a vampire one night and wonders how the well-respected physician acquired supernatural powers?

Dagan, Dark Lord of the Underworld, vows to take the mystic sword from Andras, a weapon that allows his vampire horde to wreak their diabolical havoc in sunlight. Dagan will do anything to avenge his father’s death and has sworn to make the Sin Eater his slave.

Forbidden love, sorcery, ancient myth and lore collide on a vengeful path between good and evil, darkness and light. Only one side will win.

A stand-alone homoerotic full-length novel with suspense, werewolves and sorcery.

RAVES - (Read all the reviews on Amazon)

“This man-love story is electric, full of ancient folk lore as well as werewolves & even dragons!” ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

“I absolutely loved this story. My fave character was Carys. She's my kind of chick. This read had another great take on vamps and a fresh world to play in. You won't be disappointed with Ms. Diablo's satisfyingly dark tale of vampires, creatures of the soul and other paranormal myths. A definite must read!” ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

“Truly remarkable and very detailed writing. The dialogue very smooth and well done and the growth of the characters simply outstanding. I really loved this piece and I have to say, when  Diablo wants your attention, she gets it. And the sex? Yep. The author did it again.” ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

About the Author

Keta Diablo lives in the Midwest part of the United States on six acres of gorgeous woodland. When she isn't writing or gardening, she loves to commune with nature. A pair of barn owls returns to the property every year to birth their young and show them off in the high branches of the oak trees. Nothing more adorable than these white fluffy babies with heart-shaped faces. A lifelong animal lover, Keta devotes her time and support to the local animal shelter. Emma LaPounce, a rescued feline, has been her furry companion for the last ten years.

Keta is an award-winning and Amazon bestselling author who writes in several genres: Western Romance, Historical Romance, Paranormal Romance and Contemporary Romance. Occasionally,  she writes Gay Romance. Her books have received numerous accolades, including RWA contest finalist, Authors After Dark finalist, Top Pick of the Month and Recommended Review from many top review sites, and Best Romance Finalist from The Independent Author Network.

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