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

Juan made himself comfortable on a bancoand watched as Miguel raised the normal, who whimpered as fangs sank into his throat once again.


Shit. Shit, shit, shit, and shit once more for good measure! Fucking bad, rotten luck. She’d been so close. How the fuck was she going to get herself out of this one?


What was wrong with her? Not only had she been unable to talk the saborinto letting her into his home, but then she’d totally lost her cool and trashed the normal’s minivan.


Why hadn’t Tyrell Small invited her in? She’d been so certain, and wasn’t it a law or something that a saborhad to let in whichever vampyre came to his door?


And why hadn’t the offer of a threesome tempted him? Back when she’d been a normal herself, the boys would have fallen over themselves to have a chance at that.


As for that little bitch growling at her—what did the mutt think Rhiannon was going to do, for fuck’s sake?


Chapter 92