GUEST POST :: Kiss a Vampire Box Set by Holly Day #GuestPost #Excerpt
✨ GUEST POST ✨
Hello, everyone! Thank you, Addison, for allowing me to steal another spot on the blog 🥰
I’m Holly Day, and I write MM Romance stories in all possible subgenres. The thing is, I write stories for specific days, like No Socks Day, Invite an Alien to Live with You Day, National Snack Day, or something equally important.
Today, I’m not here to celebrate a specific day. I have a new box set out, called Kiss a Vampire. It contains three previously published vampire stories, so you get to celebrate three days instead of only one LOL
The included stories are A Vampire Chew Toy, Bring Him Back, Jack, and Vampire Food.
A Vampire Chew Toy is about Devin who is human. He’s a former blood slave and hates vampires. Mars isn’t a fan of vampires either despite being one. He was the one who saved Devin and has never been able to forget him. Devin does his best to avoid Mars, but it’s hard when they live in the same building.
The day A Vampire Chew Toy celebrates is National M&M Day, so if you like chocolate with your vampires, this might be for you!
Bring Him Back, Jack is about Ivan who is a shadow walker, which means he can melt into his surroundings, literately. With his ability, there is really only one suitable profession. You guessed it – he’s a thief! He doesn’t mind stealing things, but he dislikes being blackmailed, and right now he’s forced to steal a diamond. Malik is a vampire, and in this world, vampires are kept as slaves. His master is cruel, but sometimes he gets to go places with Ivan. Malik is Ivan’s favorite vampire in the whole wide world, and since he’s to steal a diamond, he might as well steal Malik when he’s at it, right?
The day this story celebrates is Different Colored Eyes Day.
Last but not least, we have Vampire Food. Here we have Rue who is a magic user with an affinity for plants. He too is a former blood slave, though he doesn’t exist in the same universe as Devin. A year ago, he was rescued and taken to a gated community of supernatural beings. There he meets Noah who is a vampire. He does his best to avoid him until danger is approaching, then he figures it might be good to have a trustworthy vampire nearby, and maybe, just maybe he can trust Noah.
The day this story celebrates is National Sneak Some Zucchini onto Your Neighbor’s Porch Day. I could probably write a story for this day each year and not grow bored. An awesome day, and the one who came up with it deserves some cred! 😁
The common themes in these three stories are interspecies couples and found families with a healthy heap of hurt-comfort. So if vampires are your thing, check it out!
Kiss a Vampire Box Set
by Holly Day
GENRE: Gay Paranormal Spicy Romance Box Set
LENGTH: 140,235 Words / 519 Pages
RATING: 4 Flames
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Blurb
The best way to avoid getting bitten by vampires is to stay away from their mouths.
In this box set, you’ll encounter a vampire or three. They’re just like other people, except they are super fast, can pin you down without breaking a sweat, and want to feast on your blood. The smart thing to do is to stay away, but where’s the fun in that?
Contains the stories:
A Vampire Chew Toy: Devin had no idea supernatural beings existed until he was snatched off the street and turned into a blood slave. Then he realized vampires are real. One year later, he was saved, but now his captor has escaped prison. He might fear vampires, but faced with the danger of being taken again, he turns to the vampire who saved him last time. Will staying by his side be enough to keep him safe?
Bring Him Back, Jack: Shadow walkers are rare, but Ivan Charna is one. He has to hide from wizards who want to use his blood for their magic. When his sister loses a bet, Ivan is forced to work off her debt. He doesn’t mind since he gets to work with his favorite vampire. He only has to steal a diamond, then the debt is paid. It should be easy, and if he’s stealing a diamond, what’s to say he can’t steal a vampire?
Vampire Food: A former blood slave. A strapping vampire. More zucchinis than any man could eat. Rue, a former blood slave, is trying to find peace, but when the tranquility is threatened, he turns to Noah, a vampire. Noah has never met a magic user before, and he fears Rue’s former owners are trying to get him back. Rue never believed he’d be able to trust Noah, but who better to keep him safe from vampires?
Excerpt
(From Bring Him Back, Jack)
Malik stared. His heart was beating hard in his chest as he fought to keep his face blank. Snow had not only winked at him, he’d provoked Master.
Stepping out of the cage, he held out his hands for the wizard Master had working for him to fasten the chains. They were heavy and rattled at each step.
Once he had a job guarding some important person for two weeks. They’d stayed in a hotel, and while Malik had been by the door the entire time, he’d seen the TV. The man had watched a lot of movies, so Malik had, too, and in one of them there had been criminals in orange clothes who’d worn chains, much like they had to do as soon as they left the cage.
“Okay, Charlie, first stop is my sister’s.” Snow shrugged. His slim body always in motion. His black hair pointing in every direction. Malik wanted to touch the hair. He’d never had any, and he’d never had a human allowing him to touch their hair.
“I’m Jack.” He wasn’t.
“The information.” Master took a step forward and handed a folder to Snow. “I’ll expect you back later today.”
“No.” Snow opened the folder and gave the first paper a quick scan. “We’ll be back when we’re done. It won’t be today; it might not be tomorrow either. We need to scope the place out, need to study Lord Important.”
“Zelly. His name is Lord Zelly.”
Malik watched Master grit his teeth. Did Snow know what he was doing? The punishment for provoking him like this would be severe.
Malik couldn’t let Master punish Snow.
“Frankly, Remi. I don’t give a rat’s ass what his name is. You’ve given me a case with no preparation time. You’ve picked the biggest vamp you’ve got, despite me asking for a small one, and you’ve put a tracker on both of us. A tracker not only you can track, but others can, too, should they hack into it.”
For a moment, Master’s eyes widened, then he schooled his face.
“Should I remind you of how you ended up in this situation to begin with?”
Snow laughed, and while Malik loved to see him laugh, it had unease curling in his gut. The laugh was wrong.
“No need, old man. No need. We’re off now, Johnny.”
Malik jumped when Snow touched his elbow. They might have been on several missions, but they didn’t touch. Three steps up the stairs, Snow stopped. “Clothes.” He looked down at Master now when he was higher up. Malik had to duck going up the stairs or he’d hit his head, but Snow stood straight, and his hair didn’t even brush against the ceiling.
The cold stone walls had Malik suppress a shiver as he waited for someone to move or say something.
“What kind of clothes?” Master’s voice echoed in the narrow stairway.
“For one, he’s hardly wearing any.” Snow gestured at Malik, who refused to be embarrassed by the threadbare shirt and too short pants. He had no say in what he wore. “And second, I need him to be dressed in black.”
“Not everyone has the means to look like a wannabe goth.”
Snow rolled his eyes dramatically and turned to Malik, who held his breath in waiting. “We’ll have to make do with what we can find then. I’m afraid my clothes won’t fit you well.”
Warmth coated Malik’s skin. Wearing Snow’s clothes.
“I want him back in the same condition he’s in.” Master glared at them both.
“I can’t make any promises, Remi. You know I can’t. Best-case scenario, he’ll be wrapped in cobwebs, worst… There might be bullet holes.”
Malik hoped for cobwebs—bullets hurt.
The chains swung and rattled as he hurried up the cellar stairs behind Snow. The air got warmer the higher they got, and once they’d crossed the hall and Snow opened the front door, sweltering summer heat hit.
“We’ll be in touch.” Snow waved.
“Wait.” Master blocked Malik’s way and turned to Snow, handing over the device triggering the stake in his chest.
“Seriously, Remi. I’ll be climbing walls. I need my hands. Carrying stuff doesn’t work.”
“He’ll attack you.”
Malik never would, and the way Snow sighed told him he didn’t think so either. They’d been on several missions, and Snow often left the trigger in the car. Now, he held out his hand so Master could place the little square thing with the button on his palm. The moment he did, Snow curled his fingers around it, and tossed it to Malik.
Malik caught it, only to almost drop it in fear of accidentally pushing the button. “Keep track of this, will you, James?”
“Jack!”
Malik jumped at Master’s outburst, but Snow grinned before turning to him. “Sorry, sweetie, I’m bad with names… and faces. Your name is Jack?”
Malik was about to shake his head, but then his brain caught up with the sweetie and heat climbed his cheeks.
“We’re out of here, Remi. I’d say it was nice to see you, but I can only lie so many times in a day.”
About the Author
According to Holly Day, no day should go by uncelebrated and all of them deserve a story. If she’ll have the time to write them remains to be seen. She lives in rural Sweden with a husband, four children, more pets than most, and wouldn’t last a day without coffee.
Holly gets up at the crack of dawn most days of the week to write gay romance stories. She believes in equality in fiction and in real life. Diversity matters. Representation matters. Visibility matters. We can change the world one story at the time.
