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

Okay, that clinched it. After class on Monday, I was definitely going to pay a visit to Father Ian and get that holy water.


Adam stayed with me for the next few nights. We slept away the daylight hours, and I’d wake up about six thirty or seven, walk Mina, and then make myself some breakfast. A bag of blood would be nuked and ready for Adam when he woke up.


Afterward we went to the nearest home improvement store, since the nursery closed too early, and restocked the Easter plants. I’d have to go shopping for the decorations, but that could wait until after Adam left and my schedule returned to normal.


And while he helped me replant the azaleas, hyacinths, hydrangeas, daffodils, and tulips, he answered all the questions I’d amassed, telling me more of what I needed to know about being asabor


He always finished by saying, “But of course we can’t be sure with you.”


Chapter 103