Wishing and Hoping

By Tinnean

Ioan Mic, the half-blood grandson of the vampyree king, is eagerly awaiting his eighteenth birthday, when he’ll finally be able to be with Daniel Small, the American vampyree he’s loved for the past four years. Although vampyrees are notoriously promiscuous, Ioan’s refused sex with all who offered -- he’s willing to wait. But when Daniel arrives at the party, he’s accompanied by a wife, leaving Ioan devastated.

Shandor, a wolf shifter -- he refuses to call himself a werewolf -- loves the young duke, but years before, he was given the task of keeping Ioan safe, so he tucks his feelings away.

Ioan’s twin decides the two need a push and encourages them to enroll in an online dating service. Unbeknownst to either man, he sees to it their responses make them perfect for each other. Because anyone can see they are.

The problem is will Ioan and Shandor ever see that?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Sep 25, 2019
• ISBN: 9781646560813

Tinnean

I’ve been writing since the 3rd grade. I was on the staff of my high school magazine, and then... I got married. There was a long interval when raising my kids took preference, although I would scribble sci fi, contemporary, or paranormal stories with very strong heroines. (This was before I discovered m/m. Don’t laugh, I led a very sheltered childhood.)It was with the advent of the family's second computer – the first intimidated everyone – that my writing took off. I discovered 1. Fanfiction; 2. m/m (yes, I know. Finally!); 3. the wonder that is copy and paste. Does anyone remember what typing up a manuscript on a manual typewriter was like? Okay then, nuff said.While I was involved in fandom, I was nominated for both Rerun and Light My Fire Awards. But even then, my original characters would come knocking, to the point I’ve left Jim and Blair, Rodney and John, and even Lyle and Mr. Taggart (Blazing Saddles) behind. I’ve been published by Nazca Plain, JMS Books, Dreamspinner, Wilde City Press, and Less Than Three Press, and now I’m taking the leap into the self-pubbing pool. My novel, Two Lips, Indifferent Red received honorable mention in the 2013 Rainbow Awards, and Home Before Sundown was a 2017 runner-up.Now I reside in SW Florida with my husband and three computers, but I’ll always be a Noo Yawk kinda gal.

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Wishing and Hoping

By Tinnean

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Copyright 2019 Tinnean

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Published in the United States of America.

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This is for Bob, because…Bob. It will always be for him.

Many thanks to Gail Morse for the beta and for nineteen years of friendship.

This first appeared in the anthology Children of the Night. Thank you to JMS Books for giving it a home after Less Than 3 closed down.

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Wishing and Hoping

By Tinnean

Chapter 1

Everyone always thought there were two kinds of vampyres: those who were born and were considered royalty among their community, and those who were turned and weren’t.

And surprised wasn’t the word for the reaction when Ioan Mic and his twin Aurel arrived on the scene They were half-bloods—only one parent was a vampyre, while the other was a sabor, one of those highly valued beings whose blood was good for whatever might ail a vampyre.

Ioan knew neither he nor Aurel would ever become vampyre king. For one thing, they weren’t pureblood vampyres, so they’d have to be satisfied with simply being dukes, like their Uncle Adam, even though both Adam’s parents were vampyre.

For another, well, see the first thing.

It didn’t matter that their mother was the present vampyre king’s daughter. Grandfather wouldn’t choose them.

Trust me, my boys. This is not a position you want. Grandfather had sighed and rested a hand on their shoulders.

Ioan didn’t argue with Grandfather. He knew his cousin Valeriu would one day step into Grandfather’s shoes and be king. He and Aurel had other futures—Aurel would replace Adam as the Rege’s equerry when Valeriu became Rege—and Ioan couldn’t help but feel sorry for his brother for having to work with such an unpleasant king—but Ioan was just happy to pass the time waiting until his eighteenth birthday. That was the day Daniel Small would finally admit he loved him and would take him to bed.

Ioan had loved Daniel since he’d first arrived at Grandfather’s castle in Romania. Daniel was an American, and his limp body had been carried in by one of his countrywomen, a turned vampyre. He’d been hanging on to life by a thread, because he’d been almost drained by that damned Spanish vampyre.

Grandfather had had no choice but to turn Daniel, but it hadn’t been enough, and Daniel still wouldn’t have survived if not for Ioan’s other cousin, Tyrell, who happened to be a sabor.

Ty had agreed to let Daniel drink from him, but he’d also promised Daniel that if it didn’t help, Ty would put him out of his misery. Meaning he would stake him. Ioan had shuddered. He’d heard tales of vampyres being staked, a brutal, bloody, and violent end, and he’d had nightmares for weeks afterward. As luck would have it, however, Ty’s blood had done the trick, and staking hadn’t turned out to be necessary.

Ioan didn’t like to think about that time—he’d come too close to losing the love of his life. He still got chills and felt sick to his stomach when he thought of what could have been the outcome.

But now…today was Ioan’s eighteenth birthday. Of course it was Aurel’s also, but since Aurel was the older, he liked to pretend things like birthday parties were beneath his notice. In spite of that, he liked cake as much as Ioan did—that was one of the perks of being a half-blood—chocolate cake! And after they’d had their cake and the purebloods had their goblets of blood, Ioan would get to open the best present of all: Daniel!

Ioan dressed in his finest clothes—a black velvet dinner jacket from America his mother had sent him, along with a white silk shirt that had a fall of lace at the throat and wrists and a navy blue cummerbund. Aurel had gotten a similar suit, but in fuchsia with a lime green cummerbund. Mama knew how flamboyantly Aurel liked to dress.

Ioan went to stand in front of the mirror and