“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 relaxes a moment later upon realizing who it is.


“This is all very touching,” Lea comments, although, given the way she is avoiding their eyes, she is more embarrassed to have caught them hugging and crying than any of the times she’s almost caught them kissing. “But it’s getting late and I don’t want to be out after dark with vampires actively trying to hunt me.”


Oliver laughs at this. Alastair does not. Oliver wraps his arms around Alastair now that there isn’t a cat in the way and then proceeds to wipe his tearful eyes on Alastair’s borrowed shirt. Absurdly, Alastair feels glad that he’s wearing something soft enough for Oliver’s face. 


“Where are you going?” Oliver asks, eyes clearer as he peeks out from inside Alatasir’s arms to speak to his sister.


“Carter said I could crash on their couch,” she informs him. 


Chapter 29: Alastair's "Apartment"