“One of Alastair’s hands grips onto the waist of Oliver’s torn jeans and the other rakes into that beautiful, curly mess of brown hair. 

Alastair finds himself pushing, starving for a kind of affection he has long lacked in his life. The curve of Oliver’s back increases as he leans into him. Alastair spreads his hand wide against the curve of Oliver’s spine and parts his lips in a further attempt to devour the other."

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The Vampiric Lenoir siblings enjoy a life of fame and wealth thanks to their parents' successes in selling ethical vampiric products in this modern world. Alastair, the middle child, has resigned himself to a life of service. Namely, keeping his siblings out of trouble and the good name of their parents out of the tabloids. That is until he meets a particularly handsome necromancer who claims to have invented plant-based vegan blood all on his own.

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Blood, Coffee, and Cream is written by N.S. Quinn, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Blood, Coffee, and Cream

Alastair’s mind reels at these dark images now imprinted in his mind's eye forever. 


These images, in complete juxtaposition of the reality he’d constructed using the apparent falsehoods his parents were feeding him for years, rip through his memories with a vengeance. He feels sick.


Alastair looks up at Virdia to find a complicated mix of pride and curiosity. He realizes at once that she has not seen the visions. She doesn’t know. Her vendetta against their parents was certainly still valid, but she deserved to understand the reality of it all. She deserves to know the full depth of the truth, and Azazel deserves to share this burden with his siblings.


It’s too much to have to keep carrying it alone. 


“Tell us,” Alastair speaks up, at last. 


Azazel, who had dropped his eyes to the ground and kept them there the entire time Alastair spent trying to grab ahold of this new reality, now darts them up to look at Alastair.


Chapter 23: Unseen Evils