Wyatt is weary. He's been alive for more than two hundred years, and all that lies before him is at least another two centuries of the same tedium. The tales and legends of vampires are vastly more interesting than the reality.<br><br>After another night of failed attempts at finding someone to connect with, Wyatt heads home, more despondent and alone than ever ... and comes across a young man being attacked. Though blind by conventional standards, Wyatt is nowhere near as helpless as people like to assume, and easily fends off the attackers.<br><br>In the aftermath of the attack, the man he rescued proves unexpectedly to be a light in the darkness Wyatt has endured for centuries.

Darkness Is Illuminating

“I don’t want you because I owe you, which I do, even if you don’t think I do. I want you because you’re handsome and kind. Tonight started out sucking, but then I met you, and even though you’re a vampire, this is the nicest, most normal night I’ve had in years. I want a night where I can just be normal. I want to be able to sleep with a guy just because I want to,” Noel says firmly.


“You’re a weird guy if you think hooking up with a vampire is a normal night. And you mentioned the beating. Are you even up to this? Up to more than kissing? I don’t want to hurt you by touching you.” Wyatt can be gentle; he’s been with humans before without hurting them. But he’s strong, and Noel’s already injured.


“I’m a little sore, and one of my knees really hurts. But I don’t think it’ll hold me back. I’d tell you if you hurt me.” Noel takes hold of Wyatt’s free hand, stroking over Wyatt’s fingers with his own slightly callused fingertips.


Chapter 11