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. 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. 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. 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 148

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“This was delicious,” I told Lia as I mopped up the last of the egg yolk, surprised I’d been able to finish the meal.

“And you liked the goat milk?”

“Yes, I did. I’ll have to see if I can find somewhere to buy it when I get home.”

She opened her mouth to suggest something, and Afina scowled at her. Fortunately, before World War III broke out in the Rege’skitchen, Silvio came bustling in. “Are the goblets ready? Ah, m’lord! There you are. His Grace and Duke Adam require your presence in the dining hall.” Afina handed him a tray with four goblets on it. He peered into them and then nodded in satisfaction, muttering something about the American wench. “If you’ll accompany me, please?”

Mina and I followed him down one hallway after another until we came to an enormous room. A table large enough to seat about forty people—vampyres—took up just a small area of it. Mina went to explore the vast space.

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