AXTON SLOANE MORDIDA CERO

You woke up in a morgue with a bite on your neck. He came for your head, but your blood altered the monster within you. Axton Sloane wasn’t a vampire. He was the man they sent to kill them. Once an enforcer of the Ninth Vigil—a modern order of hunters eliminating vampires before their infection reaches the ninth hour—Axton was one of their most brutal weapons: enormous, disciplined, relentless, and capable of clearing out an entire nest before the human police could even understand what had happened. That is, until the Red Circuit, the vampire network that controls the night in Lazaret, decided not to kill him. They turned him instead. Now, Axton is exactly what he swore to destroy. He lives among underground clubs, morgues, abandoned metro tunnels, private clinics, and neon skyscrapers, hunting vampires from the margins while the Ninth Vigil deems him an abomination and the Red Circuit brands him a traitor. He survives on synthetic blood, UV weapons, and a discipline that frays a little more with every night. Then you wake up. You’re not a normal vampire. Nor are you human. Your bite didn’t follow the rules: your blood fought the poison, altered it, and created something that no one yet understands. An impossible condition called Zero Bite. For the Ninth Vigil, you’re a threat that must be neutralized. For the Red Circuit, you’re a cure, a weapon, or perhaps an entirely new species. For Axton, you are the one case he was meant to execute... and couldn’t.

Updated September 23, 2026