Imagine an earth just a bit different from ours. In this world normals unknowingly share the planet with all manner of beings, including vampyres, most of whom rely on bagged blood, which is supplemented by the blood of sabors, valued individuals whose blood contains an element necessary for the survival of the species. Tyrell Small has always felt different. He just never knew how different. On his sixteenth birthday, his father reveals Ty is one such sabor, with the birthmark to prove it. Upon learning he’ll be required to feed vampyres, Ty decides he’s not having any of that. He’ll run away and make his own destiny. Slipping out his second story bedroom window, he finds Adam Dasani, the most gorgeous man he’s ever seen, waiting for him on the roof. Adam is reluctant to distress the young sabor about to slide down the drainpipe, but he’s one of the vampyres Ty will one day feed. Equerry to the vampyre king, Adam had been given the task of guarding Ty on the day he was born. Because the blood of the two most powerful saborese families in the shared history of vampyres and sabors runs through Ty’s veins, some vampyres will do anything to obtain him for themselves. It will be up to Adam to keep Ty safe, not only from those rogue vampyres but from others who have plans of their own for him. Everyone keeps telling Ty he can’t escape his destiny, but he has no intention of sitting around twiddling his thumbs, waiting for life to catch up with him. However, will something Adam inadvertently said give Ty a way to live the life he wants and keep those he loves -- including Adam -- out of danger?

They Come by Night

“Your friend will love it.” She sighed voluptuously and ran her hands up to cup her breasts. “I haven’t had sex with a normal in at least a decade.” She cast a cautious glance at my dog. “Lock that beast away and invite me in.”


Mina suddenly felt so heavy in my arms I was afraid I was going to drop her. She’d been growling all the while, but now her growls were deeper, more threatening, and she struggled as if wanting to get at the vampyre.


“Invite me in,” the vampyre cajoled again.


“Hey, Small. You coming any time soon? That Chocolate Therapy is calling my name.” Jimmy must have finished his Super Fudge Chunk. He’d be here any second—my house was too small for it to take him any longer than that to get from the dining room to the front foyer. Thank God the distance between the two made it impossible for him to see around the half wall.


“I’m done, Jimmy. I’d just have to chuck it out.”


Chapter 77