Kelwyn Grayson is just one more faceless runaway on the streets of Tower City. Among elves, gnolls, and dragons, one winged boy fades into the background of life in the Eternal Kingdom.  But when he cuts the purse of the handsome were-lion Harun Rashid, he finds himself dragged out of the crowd.<br><br>Rather than a cell, however, Harun offers a helping hand to set Kelwyn on the road to a respectable, peaceful life ... if he could just bring himself to stop flirting shamelessly with Harun, keep his sticky fingers to himself, and avoid bringing the wrath of a powerful, mad vampire down on his head.<br><br>But even faced with Kelwyn's death -- or undeath -- Harun will not give up on him, and Kelwyn will not give up on finding his way to sharing that peaceful life with Harun.  Two men, love, and magic are bound and determined to find their way to their shared dream of a future -- and family.

Blood and Fire

Kelwyn took the sandwich plate and set it on a nightstand that stood beside the bed. Had they always had a nightstand there? Of course they had. He sat on the bed again and reached out to Harun, caressing his cheek. “Feeling better?”


Harun nodded. It was hard, somehow, to find words through the fuzz that lingered in his mind.


“Harun?” Kelwyn’s voice had turned soft, almost hesitant.


“What is love? What does it mean to love someone?”


The words were still hard, but Harun managed to scrape together, “It’s when they matter to you as much as you do. More than you do. When you want them to be happy even if it makes you miserable.”


“That doesn’t seem right. Why make yourself miserable for somebody else?”


Harun frowned, trying to focus. “That’s why you both have to feel it that way. You each sacrifice and it meets in the middle, and you’re both happier than you’d be alone.”


Chapter 80