Gaius wrote in the scrolls:
“It is a tiny flicker in the darkness. A flame easily extinguished. A life that dances on the tips of our tongues. A life made for creatures of the night. As Rome burned, and our enemy advanced, our thirst for blood would no longer be a secret. Our haunting gaze is both feared and worshipped. Our beauty is the lure that has kept us hidden in plain sight, but in the shadows throughout history. It is said, that one can see their life flash before their eyes when faced with death, then what does it mean to a man who has lived forever? That is what I witnessed on the day the sun began to rise, and my beloved, Antonius fell into the flames. I should have followed…
Gaius Fabia Priscus 395 A.D.
The oldest Vampire Coven of Ancient Rome is flushed out, and House Priscus is no longer under the protection of Theodosius I. The hounds of Germania give chase to their old enemy from the four corners of the Roman Empire, and throughout history. It is now the 18th Century, and Gaius, now known as Count Edmond Bayard of London, learns his lover, Antonius, may have survived his fall, on that fateful day.
M/M, GAY, HISTORICAL FICTION, VAMPIRES, AND WEREWOLVES, SUPERNATURAL.
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