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    Claiming the Little Vampire
    Claiming the Little Vampire
    Claiming the Little Vampire
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    Claiming the Little Vampire

    By CR Guiliano

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    Kelle wasn’t sure what to think of the small, pale man he’d bumped into in the alley behind the nightclub. It was easy to see he’d been mugged, but when he’d approached him to help, the man had hissed at him...hissed! And were those fangs he’d seen? No, he had to been mistaken.
    He wasn’t able to convince the young man he was trying to help, so left him alone. Except he couldn’t let it go, couldn’t stop thinking about the cute, little guy. He seemed...helpless and yet, not. Kelle wasn’t sure what to think. Besides, he didn’t even know if he’d see the man again.
    Except he did. Several nights later.
    He wasn’t happy the clientele of the nightclub seemed to think the man was fair game, and an unusual feeling of protectiveness filled Kelle. Being a bouncer for Thayne’s night club, Bent, he was used to stopping fights, knocking heads, and ogling men. However, his #1 rule was never to take any of the men who came to the nightclub home. Flirt? Sure. But no liaisons.

    When he saw a couple of large men herding the little guy towards the private alcoves, Kelle intervened. He had to. The pretty, young man did not appreciate it, spitting obscenities at him. He was a feisty thing that was for sure. Which only intrigued Kelle even more.
    He wasn’t prepared for his heart to get involved, especially when he didn’t even know the guy. And what was he supposed to do when he found out the man wasn’t what he seemed?

    *~*~*~*~*

    Tobih really hated what he was. Bad enough he was gay, but a vampire too. And unlike all the stories, and movies, vampires were not scary, not intimidating, and certainly couldn’t compel anyone. At least Tobih couldn’t. He didn’t even remember the one-night stand who’d bitten him, and condemned Tobih to this life. And he’d never seen, nor heard of any other vampires around. Hell, he didn’t even believe in them until he was staring at himself in the mirror, horrified at the fangs in his mouth, and the churning thirst in his throat, and hunger in his belly.

    That left him trying to figure out everything on his own. It was a nightmare. The need for blood was the worst part. Tobih, by nature, was kind of shy. At least until he got to know someone. Now he was just angry—all the time. And finding someone to feed from was harder than he ever thought.
    He was starving.
    It didn’t help his situation every guy he tried to hook up with, both for sex and blood, thought he was someone to knock around. And what was it with the bouncer? Following him around, interfering when he was so close to tapping someone’s vein, and filling his aching belly. He did not appreciate the meddling, even if the guy was gorgeous...and hot.

    He was out of Tobih’s league. Or so he thought...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCR Guiliano
    Release dateSep 17, 2017
    ISBN9781370528080
    Claiming the Little Vampire
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    CR Guiliano

    CR Guiliano is an avid reader which logically morphed into the love of writing. She writes in many genres, but is most happy writing the love between two men (or more!) She makes them work hard for their HEA, and considers herself an expert in angst. CR finds her favorite form of writing is in serials, where she can continue to write about characters who have captured her heart, and hopes have captured her readers as well. You will usually find CR cuddled up to her laptop creating stories to entertain, inspire, and bring your emotions to the surface. CR has a huge warren of plot bunnies that is growing every day, and can’t wait to fill out each story idea, and share them all with her readers. CR was proudly nominated in the Goodreads Best Anthology Nominations and was thrilled to be included with the many talented writers from the same Anthology. CR is the author of the Best of 2015 reads on USAToday, with her award-winning title, Omega Born. CR is a committed advocate for the GLBTQ community and does her best to change society’s attitudes, one mind at a time. You can learn more about CR Guiliano and her stories at the following locations and feel free to drop her line as she loves to hear from anyone interested in her, or her writings: Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/CR-Guiliano-Author/243814592322136?ref=hl Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/crguiliano Author blog: http://crguiliano-author.blogspot.com/ Works-in-progress blog: http://guilianowip.blogspot.com/ Website: http://crguiliano.wordpress.com/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/pernwish Email: pernwish@gmail.com

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    Claiming the Little Vampire - CR Guiliano

    Claiming the Little Vampire

    Published by CR Guiliano

    Copyright © 2017 CR Guiliano

    All Rights Reserved.

    Digital Edition

    Cover Designer: SelfPubBookCovers.com/Azia

    This book is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the author’s imagination, and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places, is purely coincidental.

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    Warning: This book contains material that is only suitable for mature readers.

    Chapter 1

    Kelle watched as a sleek, black limousine drew up to the front of the club, knowing it was his boss. He gave a nod when Thayne emerged from the vehicle, the tall man dressed immaculately, as always. Thayne was the best boss Kelle had ever had, though the man was a mystery. He was followed by his entourage, a bunch of young, pretty men, who climbed out of the limousine after him, and the body guards who exited from the front. Thayne tucked one small man under each arm, the others following in his wake, and strode towards Kelle. Good evening, sir. Thayne gave a small smile. Kelle had never seen the man grin.

    How’s the night so far, Kelle?

    Hopping as usual, sir. No issues so far. Kelle was a bouncer at Bent, and had door duty tonight. He much preferred being inside, where he could keep an eye on the clientele, but once every week, he had to stand at the door, making sure those in line didn’t cause any trouble, or try to sneak in. And .they did try, since Bent was one of the most popular clubs in downtown West Baybridge. It was a high class gay nightclub, and Thayne did not tolerate any kind of violence. Which meant the bouncers, such as himself, had to keep things in order. As far as Kelle knew, Thayne was happy with his work, because the man didn’t hesitate to fire anyone who let him down.

    Occasionally, Kelle had Brogan—the other bouncer just inside the door checking ID’s, and Kelle’s best friend—hold his position when there was a disturbance in the line. It didn’t happen often, most people knowing if they misbehaved, they would not be allowed in. Tonight, it seemed everyone was in a fairly good mood, with no one trying to cut in line, or start anything. Just as well, since Kelle was tired. He’d not slept well today. Lately, he’d been restless, and unsatisfied with his life. He worked out during the day, worked at Bent during the night, and slept, and ate in between. There were the occasionally hook-ups, but even those weren’t satisfying anymore.

    Kelle realized, his life was damn boring. And lonely. Growing up in group homes, Kelle had never made any lasting friendships, or had the opportunity to learn any real skills. He was a bouncer, because he had the large frame, and hard face to be intimidating. At 6’4", and muscles he worked hard for, he stood above most others. His black hair, and light blue eyes didn’t soften his sharp, angular face, with its perpetual beard shadow. The only other person taller than him at the club was Thayne himself, except his boss had a much thinner body. Thayne was built more like a swimmer, long and lithe, while Kelle was just short of body builder shape. A shape that attracted a lot of the men at the club. Except Kelle didn’t believe in mixing pleasure with work. He never hooked-up with the clientele. Something Brogan was always ragging him about. But Kelle stuck to his number one rule.

    If Kelle wanted to get laid, he went to the local BDSM club, Whips, about five miles from the town center. There he could find the men he preferred. Small, meek, and willing to do what Kelle needed them to do, which consisted mostly of presenting their ass, or mouth. He was no Dom, but he liked control. He’d had very little of that in is life, and relished the need to direct his partners, to dominate them. He also had a small biting fetish, and those who came to Thayne’s club would not be the kind of people to appreciate such a kink. Submissives tended to take it in stride, as if biting turned them on. That worked for Kelle. Kelle blinked, pulled from his thoughts when Thayne spoke.

    I have a guest arriving in an hour. Please have him escorted to my private entrance.

    Of course, sir. Whoa, Thayne had never had someone come in that entrance, which led up a set of stairs to his private suite above the club. Must be an important guest. About forty-five minutes after Thayne went inside, Chichi came out to stand next to Kelle.

    The master…Thayne wishes me to relieve you, so you can take care of his guest.

    Chichi was another tall, lithe, and gorgeous man, much like Thayne, with the same long black hair, and silver-blue eyes. Kelle would have thought they were related, except their faces were different, and well, Kelle had asked once. Chichi had laughed, and said ‘in a way’. Kelle never did make sense of that answer, and let it go. It wasn’t as if it was any of his business anyway, and he wanted to keep his job. He did wonder why Chichi, and a few others in the club, would obviously slip, and call Thayne master. Again, it wasn’t his business, and being curious about his boss, and other employees wasn’t a good idea. Not in a club like this. His thoughts were interrupted when another sleek, black limousine parked in front of the club. It could be anyone, since Bent catered to a lot of well to do aristocrats, but Kelle didn’t think so. The night was well into the late evening, and those who were coming, had already arrived. Which meant whoever got out of the opulent vehicle would be Thayne’s guest.

    Kelle stood taller, waiting, as the driver came around to open the door. Kelle didn’t know what to think, as the driver was quite—wild looking—despite the suit he was wearing. He had dark brown hair, shaggy, and almost to the middle of his back. He had a short beard growth, and was built solid, and intimidating. But none of that compared to the man who stepped out of the vehicle. He had white blonde hair, just as long, and shaggy as the driver, but where the driver’s eyes were a muddy brown, this

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