About Blood of the Damned
2026 Winner of the prestigious IPPY Book Award, the International Book Award, and the BookFest Award for horror.
To save his soul, he must kill a monster. To save his sister, he must become one.
Game of Thrones meets Dracula in this gritty thriller where vampires are not myths—they’re predators!
Bulgaria, during the bloody Crusades.
Devastated when a creature of the night slays his mother, young nobleman Darius swears bitter revenge. He forges himself into a formidable weapon against the darkness, but when his quest endangers his frail sister’s life, will his vengeance mean her doom?
Sir George, son of a murdered lord, is drawn into Vlad Dracula’s shadowy Order of the Dragon. Seeking cold justice for his father’s death, he uncovers a secret more terrifying than the imminent Ottoman invasion. Should he continue to chase retribution? Or abandon his pledge and save his very soul?
And beneath such impossible choices lurks a diabolical underworld, with age-old myths and laws, plots and prejudice and vicious predators.
As Darius and Sir George’s lonely paths collide, they are lured into a hellish nightmare of sacred orders, blood-soaked destiny, and looming dread. To survive, it’s a choice between honour, family or brotherhood, in a war where immortals play for kingdoms, and each must decide: is victory worth the risk of damnation?
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Author Bio:
Antony J. Stanton is an award-winning horror author based in London and a member of the Horror Writers’ Association. He is the author of six horror novels, including the Amazon #1 Bestseller, Blood of the Damned, winner of the 2026 IPPY Award, the International Book Award, and the BookFest Award for Horror. Fascinated by vampire folklore, medieval history, and the enduring but ever-changing appeal of monsters, he spends far too much time researching the things that go bump in the night—and convincing himself that every unexplained creak from the hallway is not an ancient entity, but merely his wife navigating the dark for a glass of water.