The End of November!

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It will be updated until all authors have listed their winners.

I hope everyone had as good of a time as I did. Now on we go into December!


Quentin Heart – Day 30

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So this is the last posting of Quentin Heart. I will more than likely change the ending a bit and maybe add some of Jaks viewpoint. I finished the first draft at 38500 which isn’t bad but I feel there is a lot more to say. So here you go!
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Quentin ignored the wave of despair her words caused. The fae could influence emotions. “Don’t you think this is overkill?” He waved a hand toward the group trying for nonchalance.

The queen grinned. “Better too much firepower than not enough. Besides I needed help to get rid of the wolves.”

“Do you know who they are?”

“You mean do I know those slavering beasts are my husband and his brothers?” Before Quentin could speak she continued. “Of course who do you think changed them?”

“You said you couldn’t find him.”

Allinea grinned exposing dimples that would be attractive if she didn’t hide an ugly nature. “I couldn’t tell you they ran off after I turned them into these creatures now could I?”

“Why would you do this?” Quentin couldn’t imagine the amount of magic needed to convert four powerful fae into beasts.

“Because he was going to leave me and now he never can!” With a motion of her hands she pulled a bow out of the air and set a flaming arrow ready to shoot.

Quentin cast a protective shield. His spell and her arrow collided.

Allinea scowled. “Why would you protect him? He’s nothing to you.”

“He’s my father.”

“Who you’ve never met. I might have kept him in my world but he didn’t fight too hard. He could’ve escaped years ago.”

Quentin heard the truth in her words. “That doesn’t mean you can kill him. No one deserves to be set on fire.”

“Oh.” Allinea made the bow disappear. “If you only object to the way I kill him I’m willing to compromise. Would you prefer dagger or poison? Or maybe poisoned dagger?”

She had such a hopeful expression on her face as if she expected Quentin to pick one of those.

“How about you go back home and leave them to me?”

Allinea’s mouth formed a sad pout. “I’m sorry I can’t go along with that. I think we could’ve been friends if there wasn’t the whole I hate your existence problem.”

“Yes, I don’t think we can get past that.” Quentin moved to stand in front of the wolves only for them to growl and push him back.

“Aww, that’s so sweet. Protecting your pup are you Lars?”

Lars growled.

“Why don’t you go back to your world and leave him alone?” Quentin asked.

Jaks stepped closer to Quentin. “Careful babe.”

“You should listen to your mate. I’d hate to have to kill him.”

Rage spiked through Quentin. An anger so large his vision blurred beneath the force of his power. Quentin opened his hands to the sky. Clouds formed above him as if he were calling the heavens to do his bidding.

“Quentin, honey, don’t destroy the city.” Jaks placed a hand in the middle of Quentin’s back, grounding him. Without his lover’s touch Quentin didn’t know if he’d be able to pull back his magic but with Jaks tethering him to earth Quentin could let his magic fly free.

Pulling from the ley lines around him, Quentin gathered the magic into a psychic ball then released it. In an explosion of storm darts he knocked all of the enemy vampires on their asses. None of them stood up again.

“I hope you only stunned them,” Jaks whispered in Quentin’s ear.

“They won’t get up until I am ready.” Quentin knew he sounded terse but he refused to feel bad for zapping people who meant him harm.

“Nice trick, boy.” Allinea said. “Those skills won’t stop me.”

“I never thought they would,” Quentin agreed. He closed his eyes. Now that he knew who had cost the spell he could grasp how to unravel it. He let his magic wrap around the fae queen and read her energy. Once he had her magical signature he sank it into the wolves. Like unraveling a skein of yarn, yanking on one corner of the spell made it completely fall apart.

A loud crackling noise reached his ears but Quentin kept his eyes closed and focused on the magic. One more pull.


The crackling moved on to an explosive boom. Quentin stumbled back and would’ve fallen if not for Jaks hand. “I’ve got you.”

Quentin opened his eyes. He glanced over his shoulder to meet Jaks stare. “I know you do.”

“No! You can’t ruin everything!” Allinea’s shriek pulled Quentin’s attention away from his lover.

“No, you did when you tried to take everything,” a hard deep voice said.

Quentin laid eyes on his father for the first time. The man’s familiar features shook him to the core. If he had light blond hair and purple eyes they could’ve been twins. Lars’s brothers all had the same look as if they were quadruplets. Their magical signatures proclaimed them different but the average person wouldn’t be able to tell the difference right away.

Jaks spoke in a low voice in Quentin’s ear. “It’s like seeing a group of less gorgeous copies of my mate.”

The four fae men glared at Jaks. The vampire’s soft laugh wafted warm air against Quentin’s skin.

Quentin couldn’t have been happier that the men transformed with clothing. They must’ve been dressed when she’d cursed them. Good thing, Quentin didn’t want to see that much of his relatives.

“You never loved me!” Allinea’s voice became even shriller if possible.

“You’re right.” Lars didn’t try to sugar coat his agreement. “You’re a manipulative, overbearing bitch who’s finally gone too far. The council will approve my divorce without any problem once they learn what you did.”

“They can’t learn anything if you’re dead!” She raised her hand but nothing happened. “What did you do?”

Lars pointed at his chest. “Me? I didn’t do anything?” He turned to face Quentin, his gaze intense. “Anything you’d like to confess son?”

“I stripped her of magical energy.” There was no way to put it nicer.

“You can do that?” The four fae stared at Quentin as if he’s grown a second head.

“Is there a problem?” Jaks wrapped his arm around Quentin, turning them to face the fae as a united front.

Lars grinned. “Nope. I’m impressed as hell.”

“Let’s take her home. She’ll need to face charges,” one of Quentin’s uncles said.

Lars nodded. “Good plan.”

Allinea turned and ran.

The brothers chuckled.

“You’re letting her get away!” Quentin said, outraged.

Lars shook his head. “We can track her.”

“No problem,” another brother said.

Quentin wished they’d go to do it. Now that they were fae again they could go on their way.

“Quentin, I wanted to say how pleased I am to finally meet you,” Lars said, stepping forward.

Quentin shook his father’s hand. “Maybe we can do it again some time when you aren’t a wolf.”

Lars squeezed Quentin’s hand. “That sounds wonderful. I’ll get in touch soon and you can tell me all about yourself.” He gave a pointed look at Jaks.

“I’d like that.” Lars had missed all of Quentin’s childhood so there was no way he could step into the father hood roll but maybe they could at least be friend.

Without another word Lars and his brothers vanished. Only the leaves spraying up into the air showed where they’d gone.

“Can you teleport the vampires back. I want to escort them to their new prison home for betraying me.”

“Not usually but I think the storm gave me an extra boost.” Quentin muttered an incantation he rarely used and they all disappeared.

“Good man.” They looked around them. Only the two of them and Glenn remained.

Glenn grinned. “Nice job man.”

“Thanks.” Quentin’s stomach swirled as he examined the mess on the streets. News papers and leaves were the only remainders of the invading group.

“What now?” Jaks asked.

“Now we go back inside and figure out who else is after us. We still haven’t discovered the vampire’s identity who attacked Glenn.”

“After fae and wolves and spells, that will be the easy part.” Jaks kissed Quentin on the forehead, then the lips in a kiss far more carnal than usually permitted on a public street.

“Maybe we can look into that later.” Quentin licked his lips trying to get more of Jaks delicious flavor. “I have better ideas of what to do with our time.”

“Hey, yoohoo, before you get all wrapped up with each other Quentin could you give me a boost.”

“Sure.” Quentin focused then sent Glenn back to the vampire mansion.

“Now it’s just alone, whatever will we do?” Jaks asked.

“I’m sure we can think of something,” Quentin agreed.

Jaks picked Quentin up and threw him over his shoulder. “I already have some ideas.”

Quentin laughed and for once didn’t try to teleport them anywhere. He was curious about what the vampire had planned. No matter what happened in the future at least now he had someone to make things exciting.




Quentin Heart – Day 29

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Quenting woke to the world shaking around him.

“Get up, babe,” Jaks said.

“What’s happening?”

“Your apartment is under attack.”

His words weren’t making any sense to Quentin’s muzzy mind. He couldn’t focus. His hands trembled and his feet didn’t fit into the legs of his pants.

“Here, let me help.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong. I can’t focus.”

“I think I took too much energy last night.” Jaks kissed Quentin’s forehead.

“I thought you only took blood.”

“The bonding exchanged more than blood between us. It should be easier next time.” Jaks sorrow beat at Quentin like a wave of emotion.

“It’s okay. We’ll figure this out.”

“We will. We just need to find out center.”

Another boom shook the building. “What is attacking?”

“I don’t know, but we need to get going.”

Quentin grabbed Jaks wrist then hesitated. “What about the other people in the building?”

“What about them?”

It took Quentin a minute to realize Jaks was serious. It didn’t occur to the vampire to worry about the rest of the people in the apartment building.

“We can’t let them become hurt because someone is after me.”

“How about we go check it out? Then we can decide if we need to deal with a mass evacuation.”

“Okay.” Quentin didn’t see a problem with that plan.

He teleported them to the front of the building. A hooded figure stood at the base directing a large rock troll to slam into the side.

“Stop that!” Quentin ordered.

The troll froze.

“Don’t listen to him, destroy!” The man’s voice had a strident, familiar tone.

The troll didn’t move.

“I told you to move!” he screamed.

“Is that Vlad?” he whispered to Jaks.

“I think it is.”

Before he could figure out what to do Jaks ran over and ripped away the hood exposing the old vampire master.

“How did you get out?” No way should the vampire be out already. He was supposed to face a sentence. They didn’t set bounties on vampires who could see freedom anytime soon or at least they weren’t supposed to.

“The judge wasn’t as resistant to mind control as you might think.” Vlad’s smile wasn’t friendly.

“How did you know where to find me?” Quentin worried about the people back at the vampire mansion.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Vlad sneered.

A low howl echoed down the street. Before Quentin could speak again the wolves surrounded him.

“Ahh look you’ve found some pets. Vlad didn’t look worried. However the troll screamed and fled down the street.

“Looks like you lost your pet,” Jaks said, watching the troll run down the street.

“I don’t need him. He was only there to lure you outside.”

Quentin took a quick glance around but didn’t see any obvious dangers. Next he sank into his magic letting it flare around him and seek out trouble. The street behind Vlad glowed with dark figures.


Jaks grabbed Quentin’s arm. “Get us out of here now.”

“I can’t.” Quentin had used up all his energy teleporting and calling up his wizard sight. Jaks had drained the rest of his energy.

“You can.” Jaks insisted. “Take from me.”

“How do I do that?” He’d never borrowed magic from someone before.

Jaks kissed him. Energy poured through him, a tsunami of power until his skin felt too tight to contain al of it. Quentin pulled away from his lover and tried to absorb all the power. Some of it leaked out and crackled across his body as if he’d turned to pure energy.

“Neat trick. Too bad it won’t save you.” Vlad waved his hand and the people in the darkness came forward.

Vampires surged forward.

“Are these your people?” Quentin asked. He’d feel bad for destroying those who had once followed Jaks.

“Not any more. Take them out, my love.”

Before Quentin could do anything the wolves attacked taking down the first wave. Screams filled the night. Quentin hoped his neighbors stayed in their apartment. The streets would flow red with blood tonight and he didn’t want it to be of anyone he knew.

Glenn appeared before him. Quentin’s heart ached. “Glenn.”

His friend held up his hands. “Don’t kill me. I thought you might need some help. When these ass hats began recruiting I jumped at the chance.”

“How do we know we can trust you?” Jaks asked.

Glenn scowled up at him. “How do we know we can trust you?”

A vampire leapt toward them. Glenn punched him in the throat. The vampire toppled backwards clutching his neck. “Works every time.” Glenn’s smug smile reassured Quentin more than a hundred protestations.


“I always have your back bro, you know that.”

“I do.” He bumped fists with Glenn then went back to focus on the battle. So far the wolves had taken down five vampires.

Vlad stood back allowing the other vampires to be fodder for his grand plan.

“What now Vlad?” Quentin taunted.

“Now I’ve invited some of your enemies to come and play.”

Quentin steeled himself for what came next. Nothing prepared him for the sight of the fae queen. “Hello Quentin. Thanks for finding my husband again.”

Lars threw back his head and howled.

Allinea threw a lightning bolt at him. Quentin barely intercepted the electricity, sending it plowing into a vampire instead.

“Don’t interfere with a marital spat, little boy, or you’ll discover all about being a vampire for yourself.” Allinea spat.

“I’m not going to let you kill my father.”

Allinea tilted her head at him. “But why, he ignored you his whole life.”

“Because you made him.”

The queen’s negligent shrug conveyed her indifference to the facts. “If he really cared he would’ve found a way.”

Quentin refused to get into a pointless argument with the queen. He wouldn’t win no matter what he said. “That doesn’t mean I’ll let you kill him.”

Allinea laughed, the sound sent chills down Quentin’s spine. It contained no mirth and a lot of spite. “You’ll let me do whatever I want stupid boy because there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”

Quentin Heart – Day 28 (b)

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Note: you need to be over 18 to read. (I will expand this in the final book)

Quentin opened his mouth to speak. What he planned to say hadn’t filtered through his head yet. Jaks took that moment to kiss him. Unlike the claiming, proof of power kisses of before this one conveyed affection. A gentle glide, sipping, touching of lips until heat sizzled down Quentin’s spine. Not unlike casting a spell the energy swept through him sensitizing his skin until the sheet beneath him felt rough compared to Jaks’s silk heat.

“It’s too much,” he whispered hoping Jaks would understand.

“You will get used to it in time, used to us. We were meant to be together.” Jaks peppered his words with soft kisses along Quentin’s jawline. Beneath the barrage of touches and gentle lips he’d agree to anything.

“Will I?” His voice barely left he space between his lips.

“Yes.” Jaks stroked Quentin’s face, then along his chest in a warm fingered trail across his body. “You’ll get used to being the center of my world and I’ll have to learn to loosen my grip a little. I know you think this is a one-way connection where I will try to strangle every bit of independence out of you but it’s not. We are together forever, Quentin, that means we’ll have to learn to compromise.”

“Sounds good in theory but why do I get the impression you aren’t used to letting others have their way.”

Jaks smiled. “Because you are an intelligent man. For you I will make the exception.” A kiss punctuated Jaks sentence and his cock that had flagged during their discussion hardened quickly beneath Jaks attention. As if sensing Quentin’s renewed interest Jaks wrapped his fingers around Quentin’s shaft.

“You can do that as much as you want,” Quentin said, pushing into Jaks touch.

“I’ll never leave you wanting, my sweet. I will take care of you in all ways.”

Quentin relaxed beneath Jaks touch. The vampire scooted to one side for easier access to Quentin’s body. He could become used to someone putting him first. Quentin scooted over and cupped the back of Jaks head, pulling him closer. Jaks eyes went wide as Quentin initiated the kiss.

He held back his laughter as sexual energy built between them. Jaks was in for a big surprise if he thought he’d always be in charge of what happened to them in the bedroom.

“You can either fuck me or let me go and I’ll do the honors.”

Jaks grinned. “You think I’m going to always top? I’ll be happy to switch with you whenever you like. Life is too long to stick with the same routine.” Before he could comment Jaks released Quentin and rolled them over until he was on top. Jaks lifted his hands above his head. “Do with me what you will.”

He’d had dreams like this but not half as sexy. Having Jaks lay there passively while Quentin could do whatever he wanted. “Damn, your gorgeous.”

Surprise crossed Jaks face. “If all it take to receive compliments is lay here I’ll be happy to indulge you.”

Quentin kissed Jaks on the breastbone, sliding his lips along the ridge. A soft gasp rewarded his efforts. “You know you’re gorgeous you don’t need me to tell you that.”

Jaks slid his right hand into Quentin’s hair lightly touching, not enough to guide only to let Quentin know he was there. “Your opinion is the only one that matters. I wish to please my mate.”

For the first time Quentin wondered if the vampire had the same insecurities as everyone else. He met Jaks gaze. “You are gorgeous and I couldn’t ask for a better mate.” The words almost choked him as emotion well up. They might have started out rocky but Jaks had proven he would support Quentin’s goals. Vampire or not, Jaks pushed all of Quentin’s buttons in all the right ways.

Jaks’s smile warmed Quentin to his core. He’d been too stingy with his words of praise. Wrapped up in his own concerns he’d ignored the other half of his new lifetime unit.

“I am proud to be your mate,” Jaks said.

“Same here.” Tired of emotion twisting him into new and painful shapes, Quentin slid down and took Jaks’s erection into his mouth. He let the tip barely breath his lips before flicking his tongue along the ridge.

“Oh, fuck mate.”

Quentin didn’t respond. He kept his attention where it belonged. Dipping down further, the let Jaks’s cock slide as far back as he could without gagging.

“Yes, more.” Jaks clutched at Quentin, moving his fingers from Quentin’s hair to his shoulder, no doubt to prevent ripping out the strands.

Applying suction, Quentin used every trick he’d ever learned from his limited repertoire to bring his mate pleasure. A loud growl ripped through the air. Moisture flooded Quentin’s mouth, spilling down his throat. Musky spunk scented the air and Quentin wallowed in the joy of knowing he’d pleased his mate. He’d barely lifted his head before Jaks picked him up and flipped them over.

“You’ve perfected that well, my sweet. Best make sure I don’t meet any of the men you’ve practiced on.” A possessive glint lit up Jaks’s eyes.

“There weren’t a lot of them,” Quentin replied.

“Good.” Jaks kissed him or devoured to be more precise. Burning away any memory of other men with his passion.

Jaks rubbed against Quentin as he lifted his head and nipped at his ear. “No one. No shifter, no vamp, no human, no one will ever see you and doubt that you are bonded. You are mine, my sweet wizard as surely as I am yours.”

Before Quentin could form a reply Jaks wrapped his fingers around Quentin’s erection and brought him off with embarrassing speed.

Heat spread across Quentin’s cheeks and he ducked his head against Jaks chest.

“It is the greatest compliment to me that I can bring you pleasure.” Jaks licked the spunk off his fingers while staring at Quentin as if debating on going for seconds.

“How about a shower,” Quentin said. If they kept going at it he wouldn’t have any moisture left in his body and the eventful day was beginning to catch up to him. He needed rest between crises.

Quentin Heart – Day 28 (A)

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“You take care of her.” Quentin told Braed.

“I’ll watch out for her,” Glenn promised.

Despite his pale complexion little seemed to have changed from Glenn’s usual manner. His friend’s upbeat personality appeared to have stayed intact.

Jaks stepped closer, wrapping a possessive arm around Quentin. “We need to go.”

Quentin almost asked why but a kiss pressed to the side of his neck reminded him of what they’d been doing when the hospital called.

“You think it’s all right to leave her?” he whispered.

“I’ll be fine,” his mother replied.

Quentin freed himself of Jaks hold, ignoring the unhappy growl. He kissed his mother on the cheek. “You’ll make an awesome vampire.”

“I will,” she agreed.

Quentin turned back to Jaks and entwined their hands. “Let’s go.” He dragged Jaks outside then teleported him to Quentin’s bedroom.

“I don’t know if I’ll every get used to you jumping around like that. Don’t you get tired from expending all that energy?” Jaks asked.

“No.” Quentin shook his head. “I use the power from the ley lines to jump from place to place it takes little of my personal energy.”

“Oh, that makes sense.”

“I’m glad you think so. Is there anything else you want to discuss before I get naked?”

Quentin gripped the bottom of his shirt and lifted it slightly to show off his abs.

Jaks gaze narrowed in on the bit of exposed skin. “Um, no. No, I don’t think there’s anything else.”

“Good.” Quentin pulled off his shirt and tossed it to the floor. The rest of his clothes quickly followed. “I’d hate for you to be distracted from more important things.”

Jaks licked his lips. “I don’t think anything could distract me from you.”

“Never say never. You’re daring fate.”

“I believe I make my own fate.” Jaks began removing his own clothes and with vampire speed they all soon joined Quentin’s on the floor. “Now I seem to remember you and me lying in bed.”

“Hmm, I might recall that situation,” Quentin teased. He couldn’t resist poking the vicious vampire. Jaks brought his teasing side out.

The mattress hit his back before Quentin could mutter about vampire speed.

“I’ve been a tolerant man and I believe I’ve earned my reward.” Jaks grinned down at him, his vampire teeth dropping as he spoke.

“You think I should provide treats for when you act in a decent and humane manner?” Quentin asked.

“Yes. Most vampires wouldn’t be so tolerant of their human lover putting others before them.”

“Ah, I see. You are obviously a step above those other vampires.” Quentin tilted his head back. “Treat away.”

Jaks licked Quentin’s neck. “As tasty as you are my sweet wizard I need a much more thorough taste of you. Jaks slid down Quentin’s body, scraping a fang across his skin.

Quentin had to clench every muscle he had to stop from jolting from the sensation and impaling himself on Jaks’s teeth.

“Keep that up and I’ll come before you’re inside of me,” Quentin muttered.

“Don’t worry you’ll be coming more than once tonight.” Jaks’s comment uttered in a husky tone had Quentin’s cock rising.

“You are the sexiest vampire I’ve ever seen.” Granted Quentin had stayed away from vampires until now but he couldn’t imagine anything sexier than Jaks lying on his bed. Vampires reverted to their perfect form upon transformation in order to easily lure their prey. Thoughts of how his mother would look briefly flitted through his mind before quickly being banished. Now wasn’t the time to think of his parent.

“Focus on me,” Jaks ordered as if he could feel Quentin’s mind wandering away.

“Trust me I am.” Quentin sighed as Jaks scraped a tooth along Quentin’s hip. “It’s kind of hard to ignore you.”

“I’m counting on that in more ways than one,” Jaks muttered.

Before Quentin could ask what he was talking about Jaks licked a wet line up Quentin’s erection. Quentin clutched the sheets. “Oh fuck.”

“Soon,” Jaks promised.

Quentin ached to be filled. He reached to grab Jaks. The vampire surged up and pinned Quentin’s arms above his head. “Do you want to be in charge, my sweet?”

Did he? Jak had Quentin pinned with his strong, muscled body rubbing deliciously against him. “No, but if you could hurry it up I’d like that.” A more diplomatic answer he couldn’t push past his lips.

Jaks chuckled managing to make the sound both dirty and amused at the same time. “The beauty of being a vampire, darling, is I can take forever if I want.”

“Not unless you want to be fucking a husk.” Quentin wouldn’t survive if Jaks insisted on the slow route. He’d combust or something dire.

“Nonsense, you’ll be with me until the end of my days.”

Before Quentin could complain Jaks bit him.

Oh fuck.

After the first sting of teeth slicing through his shoulder, pure adrenaline spiked through him. The fight or flight urge had Quentin jolting beneath the predator who had him pinned.

Easy, my sweet. The words filtered into his mind.

A delicious lethargy swept through him followed by a wave of pleasure so intense Quentin’s word went white and he floated along an ocean of intense joy. He became not a single entity but part of a whole. He could feel blood leaving his body and track it through Jaks. The connection between them spun tight until it formed an impenetrable knot. A binding nothing and no one could untangle.

Jaks’s emotions slammed into Quentin. Joy, hunger and a powerful love overlapped every other emotion pouring from the vampire. Jaks didn’t just want Quentin, he needed him with a craving so strong Quentin ached from it. Overwhelmed, Quentin tried to shy away, pulling back from the maelstrom of Jaks hunger.

No, stay with me. Let me show you what you are to me.

He couldn’t. Too much. Everything was too much.


Quentin forced himself to still and not struggle beneath the vampire’s fangs.


He couldn’t block his mind from the scenes flickering through his head like a horror film. The years of loneliness, the bloody fights to say on top and the heartache and betrayal when another lover turned out not to be the one swirled through him. Quentin relived Jaks’s life in an emotional tidal wave.

Stop! He couldn’t take any more. Tears slid down his cheeks as sobs broke free.

“Shh, I’ve got you.” Jaks lapped at Quentin’s wound while he brushed away tears.

Right then Quentin knew he’d been lying to himself this whole time about his independence. His heart, body and soul now belonged to Jaks.

Quentin Heart – Day 26

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“Let me make a phone call.” Jaks pulled out his phone as he walked out of the hospital room.

“Are you sure about this?” Quentin couldn’t imagine her as a vampire but he didn’t want to imagine her dead even more.

“Yes. I want to stick around and see your life with Mr. Jakinson and see you be the man you were meant to be. Life hasn’t always been easy. This would give me a second chance.” Her voice might be shaky with exhaustion but her eyes told the truth. She really did want to be transformed.

Quentin held her right hand between his. “If this is what you want, then this is what you’ll get.”

“We need to take her back to my house,” Jaks said. “We have the ability to change her there.”

“You can’t transform me in a hospital?” Quentin’s mother asked.

“No. They won’t know all the procedures. Besides, this way we can have another member of my coven change you.”

“You don’t want to do it?” she asked.

“I don’t think you want your son’s lover to be your vampire sire do you?”

Quentin’s mother appeared to think it over for a few minutes. “No, I guess not.”

“Quentin, can you teleport us back to my house?”

“Yeah, not a problem but is it safe?” Between the storeroom and the bomb Jaks’ home wasn’t exactly safe.

“I’ll have my most trusted men taking care of your mother. We can leave again once we make sure she’s settled.”

Quentin didn’t know what to say about Jaks naiveté. Anyone who’d seen at least one century mark shouldn’t believe things would magically work out. “Do you want to get dressed first, mom? Or do you want to wear your snazzy gown that ties in the back.”

“I’d prefer to dress but I don’t think I have the energy to change,” she confessed.

Quentin concentrated on his mother’s close. With a wave of his hand he transformed them into a pair of jeans and his mother’s favorite gypsy shirt.

“Nice.” She smiled at him.

“Are we all set now?” Jaks asked. Although the vampire smiled Quentin could hear the impatience in his tone.

“Yes.” Quentin wrapped a hand around each of their wrists. They were soon in Jaks entryway. “You really need to put a blocking spell to stop teleporters from coming this close.”

Anyone could’ve breached Jaks flimsy defenses. He dropped the subject when Jaks glared at him.

“He’s right. You should make sure Quentin can’t just pop in. You should make him use the front door.” Quentin’s mother smiled.

Quentin shook his head at her. “Who’s doing the transformation?”


“Really?” Quentin didn’t get the impression the vampire particularly liked him.

“He’s one of the few I’d trust with your mother.”

Quentin didn’t think that said good things about Jaks’s trust in his people. The vampire in question stomped down the stairs. The scowl vanished from Braed’s face when he spotted Quentin’s mom.

“Hello beautiful.”

“Um, hello.” Quentin had never seen his mother blush before.

“Braed this is Trina Heart my mate’s mother and the woman you agreed to transform.”

“My pleasure Trina,” Braed took her hand and kissed the back of it. “I look forward to showing you the vampire way.”

“That’s not all he wants to show her,” Quentin muttered.

Braed flickered a glance over to Quentin but didn’t say anything. No doubt keeping in mind he was flirting with Quentin’s mother.

“What do we need to do?” Quentin asked.

“Nothing. You two get out of here before you are attacked again. I’ll take care of your mother,” Braed said.

“Attacked!” His mother said.

“Thanks.” Quentin glared at Braed. “We’ll talk after you are vampirized.”

“Vampirized?” Jaks asked.

“Transformed, whatever,” Quentin waved a hand indicating all encompassing vampirization.

“It is a sacred change from human to vampire,” Braed said, scowling.

“If it was so sacred how come Glenn was abandoned?”

“We’re still looking into that,” Jaks reassured him.

“How is he?” Quentin asked.

“I’m fine!” Glenn rushed down the stairs, his gait smooth and unnaturally graceful. He threw himself into Quentin’s arms. Before Quentin could object Glenn lifted him up and spun him around. He yelped when Jaks snatched him back.

“Keep your hands off my man,” Jaks said, his tone low and dangerous.

Glenn blinked at him a moment as if not understanding the issue. “Quentin, when did you get together with Mr. Tall, Dark and Growly?”

Quentin couldn’t stop the smile spreading across his cheeks. Glenn was healthy and still as perky as ever. “You know how it is get a lab, a grant, a vampire.”

Jaks pinched Quentin’s ass making him squeak.

Glenn laughed. “I see he knows how to keep you in line.”

“Glenn! How was it?” Ms. Heart asked.

“Incredibly painful at first then it fades to a low ache. I feel really good today. They let me drink some wizard blood. It didn’t seem much stronger than regular, I bet it wasn’t yours,” Glenn said staring at Quentin.

“Quentin’s blood will never be your problem,” Jaks said. He wrapped an arm around Quentin’s waist and stared the smaller vampire down.

“Okay buddy, I get it. Keep my hands off the pretty wizard.”

Quentin sighed. He was quickly becoming tired of being the bone of contention Jaks gnawed on when anyone got too close.

“Keep us informed,” Jaks said.

Quentin hated the idea of leaving his mother, but with the way Braed was eyeing her she’d be safe.