Ioan Mic, the half-blood grandson of the vampyree king, is eagerly awaiting his eighteenth birthday, when he’ll finally be able to be with Daniel Small, the American vampyree he’s loved for the past four years. Although vampyrees are notoriously promiscuous, Ioan’s refused sex with all who offered -- he’s willing to wait. But when Daniel arrives at the party, he’s accompanied by a wife, leaving Ioan devastated. Shandor, a wolf shifter -- he refuses to call himself a werewolf -- loves the young duke, but years before, he was given the task of keeping Ioan safe, so he tucks his feelings away. Ioan’s twin decides the two need a push and encourages them to enroll in an online dating service. Unbeknownst to either man, he sees to it their responses make them perfect for each other. Because anyone can see they are. The problem is will Ioan and Shandor ever see that?

Wishing and Hoping

“Jealous, Val?” He knew above everything Valeriu despised that nickname.


“My…wolf? That he succeeded where you failed?”


“In that case, it seems we both failed.”


“How so? I’ve got my eye on the other American.”


Valeriu’s mouth gaped. “Daniel Small?”


“Oh, you did know I was gay, didn’t you?” And Ioan had sauntered off.


By the time he’d returned from his ride, it was all over the castle that he was hopelessly in love with Daniel. Well, in for a penny, in for a pound. He’d gone around looking at Daniel with calf’s eyes, and sighing, and…


And by the time four years had passed, he’d believed it himself. But now, after waking to discover Shandor lying on him, almost on the verge of making love with him…


Ioan finished dressing. How in sweet Lilitu’s name was he going to persuade Shandor into a repeat performance of the day before?


A tap on the doorframe had him looking up hopefully, but it was just his brother.


Chapter 19