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

I was glad Algie wasn’t going that route. Not to be a party pooper, but…yeah.


“Trish is waving to me.” Jimmy tossed the empty bag into a trash container. “I’d better go see what she wants.”


“And I think I’ll go for another dip, maybe dunk Den.” Mike took off, leaving me to face Ken.


However, all he said was, “You sure you want it this rare? I thought you preferred your hamburgers done a little more.”


I did, but for the past few weeks I’d been eating my beef rare. I figured it would be better for replacing the blood I’d given to Adam and Rául, not to mention needing to stock up for the next time. It had been a little more than six weeks, and I wasn’t sure if I should expect another vampyre to come visit me soon, but I wanted to be ready.


“Well, here you go, then.” He slid it onto a bun. He’d barely had the burger on the grill long enough for it to brown on either side. “Onions, relish, tomatoes, and pickles are right behind you. And the ketchup and mustard and stuff.”


Chapter 115