“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

“Are you leaving too?” Lea asks when Alastair turns back to face her and Oliver. Alastair ignores her mockingly hopeful tone.


“Yes actually,” he begins. “We all might want to spend a few days away from here in case my parents have something nasty planned. Not to mention, my lie to him will read better if the place looks abandoned.” 


“Not for the whole two weeks, but I’ll tell my father I shut you down and I’m not certain he won’t send someone to check. It’ll likely be safe again in a few days. Well, safer,” he admits shamefully. 


His heart aches that they must be put through this. Unfortunately, as things stand, they don’t have much choice in the matter. Alastair hates that. He hates that they must be dragged along in his family's drama.


“It’s not fair that either of you have to do any of this,” he concedes apologetically, his expression riddled with guilt. To his surprise, Oliver laughs.


Chapter 27: Dead Things