“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

Oliver falls asleep the second he is seated in Alastair’s car. The valet staff had long since abandoned their jobs, so it took a while for everyone to locate their keys and vehicle. 


Oliver sleeps through the drive back to Alastair’s to pick up Hyacinth and his things. He almost sleeps through the shower Alastair piles them both into. The only indication that he’s not unconscious is the occasionally pleased hum Alastair receives as he gently scrubs the blood from both of them. 


Alastair frets that Oliver may have overdone himself, but it is well into the middle of the night on top of it being a traumatizing evening to begin with. Not to mention Alastair hasn’t met a person with the ability to fall asleep and stay asleep like Oliver. Alastair is convinced Oliver could sleep comfortably on a highway median.


Either way, Alastair attempts not to panic and focuses on getting them both clean and comfortable above all else.


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