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

“Don’t move,” said the queen, which made him want to laugh. He couldn’t move if he wanted to.


The queen wrapped her fingers around the stake where it stood from his chest, and the pain as it shifted was enough to make him draw in a breath, his paralysis retreating some infinitesimal amount.


“I’m sorry,” said the queen, and she pulled.


Kelwyn let out the breath in a cry that was nearly a scream as the stake came out of him. A gush of blood followed it, and a wave of cold, weakness, dizziness. He couldn’t draw another breath, and his eyes slid closed. He was going to die, he was sure. He’d lost too much blood, and even though he could heal now, he had no energy left for it.


Chapter 85