Blood Mother by JA Huss

The Final Installment of the American Vampires Trilogy

Ryet
The hunger burns, the feeding soothes. I hate this curse, I hate the world, and most of all, I hate myself. Because I am chained to the blood of the only thing I truly want—the little Black witch called Syrsee.

Syrsee
I thought it would be simple: feed the scion, survive his transformation, forge some kind of new life together. But each drop I give Ryet brings the Darkness closer. Each drop he takes drags the demon out.

Paul
For thousands of years, the Darkness ignored me. But that monster was never my god, and Josep was never my salvation. It is Ryet who will deliver me from evil.

Josep
I alone hold the power to create a vampire. Not Paul. There is but one, and it is me. I am the monster. I am the king—unrivaled and invincible.

Little Baby
I was a mistake. From the moment I was born, I was unwanted. Discarded. And then he found me. Evil itself wanted me. But if I am damned to eternal Hell, I’m taking someone down with me.