MM Contemporary Fantasy
by
A broken mage. A penitent vampire. Can they put aside the horrors of the past to save each other?
Plagued with erratic. volatile magic, Nicodemus Green focuses his entire life to stop an evil sorcerer who brainwashes or kills anyone in his path to domination. Ten years into this crusade, Nick stumbles upon his former Academy instructor in the Austrian Alps. The strict and pious Byron Domitius has cloistered himself in an isolated manor. Alone and starving, he hates the twisted, damned creature he has become.
A prophecy calls for Nick and Byron to bond by blood to finally bring an end to the sorcerer's hidden agenda. The two are forced to see beyond their shared past, and Nick finds himself desiring more from his old instructor than just his magic. But are these emotions real, or do they come from the heat of their bond?
MM Contemporary Fantasy
Publisher: Independently Published
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Genres:
Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 4
Romantic Content: 3
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Bisexual, Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 2 Age: 36-45
Tropes: Age Difference, Enemies to Lovers, Fated Mates / Soul Mates, Hero and the Great Quest
Word Count: 130000
Setting: A manor house in the Austrian Alps.
Languages Available: English
“Instructor?” Nick said.
With still no reply, Nick inched closer to the fire and looked down at Domitius, afraid he might have died, though theoretically speaking, he was already undead. Domitius' eyes were open, glazed but staring into the blazing fire. Nick could see no signs of life. His old instructor's body was still and no rise or fall of his chest gave any indication of breath or pulse. Nick reached out to touch the man's shoulder.
“So, you wish to trade blood for training, Mr. Green?”
READ MORENick snatched his hand away as if Domitius had shifted into a deadly viper poised to strike and spread its venom. Even as the pale lips spoke those cold words, Domitius made no other movement. He looked like an animated mannequin, not quite real, just an empty puppet.
“You would prostitute yourself to a vampire, your hated instructor?” Byron continued.
“Do you even have anything to offer us?” Nick asked with scorn.
“You might never know.” Domitius almost sounded amused, his attitude irking Nick even more than his non-greeting. Then those blank eyes finally shifted and looked up at Nick, who saw something in them that ran his blood cold.
COLLAPSE
