While posing as a student, Troy, a succubus, teams up with both a vampire and a werewolf to fight a death demon on a university campus for the children of rich celebrities.
Jack, a hunter of supernatural creatures, is also on campus posing as one of the teachers. He, too, is hunting the demon, but Jack also has no qualms about taking out vampires, werewolves and succubi at the same time.
To Jack, these supernatural creatures are all the same to him...except, maybe, when it comes to the sexy Troy...
Jack, a hunter of supernatural creatures, is also on campus posing as one of the teachers. He, too, is hunting the demon, but Jack also has no qualms about taking out vampires, werewolves and succubi at the same time.
To Jack, these supernatural creatures are all the same to him...except, maybe, when it comes to the sexy Troy...
Genres: Gay/Dark Fantasy/Shapeshifter/Werewolf/Vampire/Paranormal/BDSM/Group Sex
Heat Level: 3
Heat Level: 3
Length: Novel (40k words)
Read a short excerpt...
...“I can’t believe you, Francis.” Troy shook his head disparagingly. “We haven’t been here more than twenty-four hours and you’ve already taken a bite out of someone?”
Francis threw himself on the twin bed across from Troy and contemplated his nails for a second. “I was swept away,” he murmured. Then he glanced up and grinned. “It’s truly beyond my control sometimes.”
“Well,” Troy cautioned, “you had better get it under control. You know there’s a hunter here somewhere on campus, not to mention the demon we’re trying to flush out. We don’t want to give either of those characters the advantage of knowing we’re here.”
“It’s all so boring.” Francis feigned a yawn. “I could be in the south of France right now with some beautiful, brain-dead, human hunk or bimbo, sipping champagne—among other nourishing substances—instead of trying to impersonate a school boy.”
Troy rolled his eyes. When Francis was in this kind of mood, there wasn’t much to be done. Troy glanced around the room and took the opportunity to change the subject. “You know, it’s not so bad for a college dorm.”
The room was spacey and equipped with its own bathroom and small kitchen. It would be considered luxurious by most standards, but then it was mostly the children of rich celebrities who came here to study.
Francis’ response was a look that implied he strongly disagreed with Troy’s assessment of the room.
“The rooms are much smaller and shabbier at other campuses,” Troy pointed out.
“I suppose you’re right. But then, this is celebrity school for the children of rock stars and movie queens, or God forbid, for those who fancy themselves to be rock stars and movie queens. What do they need a degree for anyway?”
“Maybe they plan to do other things with their lives later on.”
“You mean when their boobs drop or they’re so used up from drugs, they can’t read the lines they’re supposed to memorize?”
“Something like that.” Troy shook his head and laughed.
The college lay in the foothills of Colorado. Its isolation kept the campus from the prying eyes of the paparazzi, serving as a haven for rich celebrities and their offspring. Francis and Troy had had to lie through their teeth to be accepted here. Francis had used some of his powers of persuasion to glamour the registrar. The hypnotizing powers of vampires sure came in handy at times.
Surrounded by majestic mountains, it would have been easy to get lost in the beauty, but they needed to concentrate on the task at hand. They had a mission and they had no choice but to succeed...
Francis threw himself on the twin bed across from Troy and contemplated his nails for a second. “I was swept away,” he murmured. Then he glanced up and grinned. “It’s truly beyond my control sometimes.”
“Well,” Troy cautioned, “you had better get it under control. You know there’s a hunter here somewhere on campus, not to mention the demon we’re trying to flush out. We don’t want to give either of those characters the advantage of knowing we’re here.”
“It’s all so boring.” Francis feigned a yawn. “I could be in the south of France right now with some beautiful, brain-dead, human hunk or bimbo, sipping champagne—among other nourishing substances—instead of trying to impersonate a school boy.”
Troy rolled his eyes. When Francis was in this kind of mood, there wasn’t much to be done. Troy glanced around the room and took the opportunity to change the subject. “You know, it’s not so bad for a college dorm.”
The room was spacey and equipped with its own bathroom and small kitchen. It would be considered luxurious by most standards, but then it was mostly the children of rich celebrities who came here to study.
Francis’ response was a look that implied he strongly disagreed with Troy’s assessment of the room.
“The rooms are much smaller and shabbier at other campuses,” Troy pointed out.
“I suppose you’re right. But then, this is celebrity school for the children of rock stars and movie queens, or God forbid, for those who fancy themselves to be rock stars and movie queens. What do they need a degree for anyway?”
“Maybe they plan to do other things with their lives later on.”
“You mean when their boobs drop or they’re so used up from drugs, they can’t read the lines they’re supposed to memorize?”
“Something like that.” Troy shook his head and laughed.
The college lay in the foothills of Colorado. Its isolation kept the campus from the prying eyes of the paparazzi, serving as a haven for rich celebrities and their offspring. Francis and Troy had had to lie through their teeth to be accepted here. Francis had used some of his powers of persuasion to glamour the registrar. The hypnotizing powers of vampires sure came in handy at times.
Surrounded by majestic mountains, it would have been easy to get lost in the beauty, but they needed to concentrate on the task at hand. They had a mission and they had no choice but to succeed...
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