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174 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 9, 2024
Cherise wasn’t going to be found.
Because she was flower food.
“That’s for choking Adam,” Reynard snarled, leaning on his knee, making Sebastien gurgle. “For ruining my cabinet, and for mistreating Zodiac, whom I have recently begun to experience a complicated array of emotions for.
“Forget it. I’m just hungry. I haven’t eaten in like, forever. Wanna get wasted and fuck?”
“An admirable solution to almost all problems, I find,” Tom Collins piped up before I could attempt an answer.
The internet had been right. Hashtag Reyzee, and hashtag enemies-to-lovers was a thing. Had Reynard read the same fanfic as Zee?
Zee dropped his gaze and glared through his lashes. “Do I look like a dumb fuck?”
“Would you like me to answer that?” Reynard asked, straight-faced.
“You, vampire, can fuck all the way off, back to Vampire murder Mansion.” Zee showed him his middle finger. “Oh look, I have all ten fingers and this is one of them.”
If I could leave this bar, shove that shotgun down Sebastien’s throat and blow his balls off, I would have.” He smiled. “Enjoy your drinks.” Tom left to serve another customer, whistling a jolly tune as he worked.
I blinked after him as his words settled in my mind, their meaning becoming clearer as the seconds ticked on. I was fairly certain I’d bought a murderbot. Maybe there had been a mix-up up at the AI bartender factory?
“I think we have our answer,” Reynard remarked, taking a sip of his potent drink.
“As to whether Tom Collins is glitchy?”
“About what to do regarding Sebastien.”


“Choosing truth is always the better path.”
“Hm . . . Yes. But also, sometimes, lies are good too.”
There really was no better place to be, than with the people you cared about the most.
"He raised a sword in my time of need. The least I can do is help him spread his wings.”
"Why does he insist on calling me Daddy when we are clearly not related?”
“Oh, uh, I have no idea.”
Tom Collins raised his hands. “What do I know? I’m just an AI, with no emotional depth or ability to experience feelings.” He picked up a random glass and wiped it down. “See? Sticking to my script, and doing my fucking job.”
Zee flung a hand at me. “Adam is human, and he doesn’t know Gareth’s name. Maybe these humans should get their names straight?”
“I am definitely human,” I agreed.
A moment of tense silence fell over the three of us, until Reynard cleared his throat.
After this, I had to go back to hiding. I couldn’t get involved in any more lost causes.