The Vampire Haven
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Book 2: No Secrets Left
In 1915, an anxious, psychic human and a heartbroken vampire find forbidden love aboard a doomed ocean liner.
Sean Quillen lives a life in hiding: his family would definitely disapprove of Sean being psychic and/or attracted to men. So when Sean foresees catastrophe on the family’s oversea journey to Liverpool, he finds his only ally in the fight to save the ship is a very handsome man who’s not a man at all, but some sort of monster. Only Will’s not very monstrous. And also, Sean’s had a psychic vision of them, well—you know. The problem is, Sean’s never foreseen anything that didn’t end in disaster.
Will Hammond did not intend to be a vampire. But when he was mortally injured, his friends at the Haven saved his life the only way they could. Will’s grateful, but he’s got a family in England he misses terribly, and he doesn’t know how to tell them he’s not human anymore. Will’s on his way for one last visit when an irritating, stupidly attractive man who can see all Will’s secrets tells him the ship they’re on is about to sink. And oh yes, at some point in the future, they’re apparently going to have absolutely fantastic sex.
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Read December’s exclusive: A poor, sheltered psychic has the hottest vision of his life
Read January’s exclusive: “I wanted you like this. I still do.”
Read February’s exclusive: “You want to be touched, let me touch you.”
March 2026 exclusive:
Excerpt from Chapter 7
“Want you naked,” Will said as they entered his room, and Sean grabbed him to kiss him. They got no farther, stalled devouring each other in the middle of the cramped room.
God, but Sean loved this. Will’s mind was as gentle as his touches, craving not domination of Sean, but affection from him.
Deep inside of Will, there was a part that believed himself to be a monster. The part that was going to make him say goodbye to his family forever.
Sean had never felt so powerful before. This poor, grieving man who’d been dealt such a blow by the uncaring universe was finding comfort in Sean’s touch, feeling hope because Sean didn’t fear him.
“Bite me,” Sean said. “It’s my fault you couldn’t make yourself eat today. I came into your terrible trip to Liverpool and made it worse.”
“No, you didn’t,” Will said. He started unbuttoning Sean’s shirt, detaching the collar, exposing Sean’s throat. His hands were shaking.
“You’ve never done this,” Sean whispered. “You—what, feed by cup? What does that mean?”
“Not all donors want to be bitten. Not all vampires want to bite. So people can drain their blood into a cup instead.”
“You want to bite, though. You think I smell good. It’s been driving you wild.”
“I want you.” Will brushed his thumb over Sean’s throat, and Sean shivered. “But I could hurt you. I mean, it will hurt even if I get it right.”
“I know.”
And it will make a mess, Will thought.
“We should probably take our clothes off then.” Sean grinned, but Will still hesitated. Sean leaned their foreheads together. “Nothing can ever be perfect,” Sean said. “Trust me, I know. There’s no beautiful place where it never rains, no flawless day where nothing goes wrong. Something always goes wrong.”
“How do you live knowing that?” Will asked.
“You just live. You stop wishing for things that are too good to ever happen.”
“Someday,” Will said, “I hope you get a vision that proves you wrong. I hope you see something so good its imperfections don’t matter. Something that makes you happy at heart, no matter what the world throws at you.”
“Oh, Will.” Sean pulled off Will’s hat and kissed his forehead.
“I know. Impossible. Let me bite you ineptly, then.”
Sean unbuttoned Will’s waistcoat and untucked his long shirt, and soon all their clothes were on the floor. The Bithynia had electric lighting, which cast different shadows in the room than the afternoon sun had through the porthole. It was chillier in the room too, and Sean clung to Will, whose body lost little heat.
“Cold?” Will asked. In his mind, he added darling. Sean shivered from that unexpected thought.
“I’ll warm you,” Will whispered, and he did.
They ended up in bed, under Will’s coverlet, side by side, kissing like the rest of the ship and the passage of time did not exist. It was an easy illusion for Sean, cradled in two men’s heated thoughts. Sean’s hands roamed all over Will’s body, from his broad shoulders to his muscular ass. Their cocks rubbed together, slightly slick from sweat and precome.
It felt so natural, though they’d only fucked once, though Sean still barely had any idea what he was doing. But their bodies mixed as easily as their thoughts.
“Bite me,” Sean said.
Will groaned. “I keep waiting for you to change your mind.”
“I know. But I won’t. You’ve given me so much, Will, let me give you something back.”
“Think you did that yesterday,” Will said, but his mouth found Sean’s throat where his pulse raced.
Sean laughed, and knew Will felt Sean’s skin buzzing against his lips. His teeth had grown long in his mouth, and he was only getting more desperate.
“Go ahead,” Sean whispered.
The bite was sharply painful for Sean and incredibly satisfying for Will. Sean felt both sides of it. Will apparently managed to get it right on the first try, and his fangs shrank away while he drank down the blood flowing into his mouth.
Sean’s taste across Will’s tongue was better than anything Will had ever tasted, even his mother’s apple cake, which Will immediately regretted as a blasphemous thought. The taste of fresh blood alone was invigorating after so many days on dried blood, and whatever blood type Sean was—A-positive—immediately became Will’s favorite.
Sean had never been anyone’s favorite anything. And though he’d fucked this man the day before, somehow Will’s groans and his eager mouth on Sean’s throat were the most erotic thing Sean had ever felt. Like he was being taken into another body. Like he could share his very life.
It took only a moment more of Will sucking at Sean’s neck for Will to realize he’d taken enough blood. He clumsily pressed his fingers against Sean’s neck to stop the flow, and then bit his own thumb until it bled. “Just need to—I’ve seen this done,” Will muttered, smearing his own blood against Sean’s wounds.
That touch was painful for Sean, but it quickly vanished as the teethmarks were closed, healed by Will’s blood.
“Oh, damn, got blood on the sheets,” Will said. “Not too much, though.” He gave a breathless laugh. “Are you all right?”
“Yeah.” Sean laid his head on Will’s shoulder, feeling his hasty breaths, enjoying the rush Will was feeling after feeding.
“That was incredible,” Will said. “Suppose you know that.”
Sean hummed.
“Need more than that, darling, I’m worried I’ve killed you.”
Sean laughed. “Still here. That was amazing.”
“God, I need you,” Will said. His hands found Sean’s hips under the sheet, and pulled him even closer. Their bodies were so hot it felt like they could burst into flames. “Sean, I’m so hard, please.”
Sean groaned. “I want you inside me.”
“Fuck,” Will breathed. He rolled them until he was on top of Sean beneath the overhead bunk, and kissed him frantically. Will tasted tangy, slightly metallic. It wasn’t at all the way Sean’s blood tasted for Will, and the difference was startling. But Will was guiding Sean’s legs up and over his waist, and Sean lost track of anything else.
Will got his fingers wet with their sweat and precome and started rubbing at Sean’s entrance. “Tell me if I hurt you.”
“I’ll bite you,” Sean joked, and Will laughed against his mouth.
A thought flicked across Will’s mind that he quickly banished, but Sean got a glimpse of it: Chicago again, in a cozy place that had to be the Haven, warm and well-lit on a snowy night. Sean and Will kissing, and a flash of teeth in Sean’s mouth—fangs, like Will had. The scene vanished, leaving both heat and hurt in Will’s mind.
Sean had never been in love. He didn’t know what it felt like. He didn’t know what it would feel like for Will. But that thought of Will’s was the closest Sean had ever seen to a happily ever after. The two of them together—really together. Immortal.
