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They Come by Night

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.<br><br>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.<br><br>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.<br><br>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?

Tinnean · LGBT+
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173 Chs

Chapter 58

Mina was back on the bed when I returned to the bedroom. Okay, I really was a wuss, but I was relieved she was there.

I turned off the light and got under the covers. Mina curled up next to me, and I fell asleep to the sound of her puppy breathing.

And when I woke a few hours later, it was with relief, because I hadn’t dreamed again.

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Memories of the nightmare faded to just an uncomfortable feeling, and then to nothing at all.

I spent most of the day jogging from one building to another, and then waiting in line in the bookstore to buy the books I hadn’t been able to get earlier in the month. The helpful guy was there, but he was so busy he barely had time to give me a nod and a smile before he turned to the next person on his line.

I paid for my books and just managed to get to my last class on time.

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