All the world changed in a single moment. Lives were ended, and even more lives disrupted. For magic had come back into the world, destroying all modern technology in an instant. And with the magic came elves, dragons, were-folk ... and vampires.<br><br>Thomas is one of these, and one of the oldest, for he was there when the world changed. He has been alone for a long time. When a chance encounter leads him to Justin and Ian, a mated pair of werewolves, he finds that he may not need to be alone any more.<br><br>Justin, ever-curious, asks Thomas about the day the magic returned, and Thomas shares two stories from his past, describing the confusion and horror of the old wold's destruction, but also sharing the blossoming relationship he found amid the chaos.

The Magic Returns

Brad gave a shudder and dropped into a chair. “It’s hell on earth out there,” he said. “I did what I could. A lot of people did what they could. But the hospitals are blacked out too, there aren’t any ambulances, and there were so many wrecks…” He shuddered again.


Thomas wanted to go put a hand on his shoulder, but he felt like he might do something they’d both regret if he came too close to all that blood. Gods it smelled wonderful. Which was horrifying, given what Brad had just said. Dead men’s blood and all Thomas could think of was how hungry he was. “I’m sorry,” he offered lamely.


Chapter 12