The Warlord's Coven

Exile was supposed to be a punishment. They should have known better than to give me a second chance.They wiped my memory and threw me through a door between worlds, expecting me to vanish. What they gave me was Ebon Veil-a dying colony, a cursed riverbank, and a fortune waiting for anyone strong enough to take it. I bought the plantation nobody else would touch, and I started building something worth keeping. Then the killings crossed the river.Something hunts the dark on the far bank. The colonists call them vampire demons and run. I call them a problem worth solving, because a stable world means a safe home-and I've got two women, a fortune, and a future riding on it.But the deeper I dig, the less this feels like luck. Someone wanted me on this exact world. Someone has been watching me since the moment I arrived. And whatever they want from me, I intend to find out before they decide what to do about me.I came here with nothing but my nature and a second chance. Now I have everything to lose-and anyone who comes for it learns what the galaxy threw away.