Mon Trois

by Michael Mandrake

One final test for Ryland Durand…

Ryland Durand has slayed his vampire father Gren’s killer, overcome his own fears of being in the public eye, and currently seeks to further his writing career by putting his work in print. Now however, he faces yet another challenge; convincing Dale Mooney and Ryder to be his eternal lovers.

Ryder has been at his right hand since day one, but feels Dale Mooney is infringing on their close relationship spanning over three centuries. Ryder asks for Valios’ assistance to get Dale Mooney out of the picture permanently, but fails.

Dale cannot deny he’d prefer to be alone with Ryland, but is willing to go along with the idea. He feels less important to Ryland and wishes for him to clarify his place in the union.

Due to Ryder’s attempt on Dale’s life, Ryland decides to leave for an extended vacation so Dale and Ryder could figure things out on their own. Ryder’s jealousy over Ryland nearly backfires, causing Dale to make a life threatening choice.

Will the three of them overcome these huge hurdles or will jealousy permanently destroy their eternal union?

Warning: Intimate relationship between twins!

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Pairings: M-M-M
Heat Level: 3
Romantic Content: 2
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay, Polyamorous
Protagonist 1 Age: Ageless/Immortal
Protagonist 2 Age: Ageless/Immortal
Protagonist 3 Age: 18-25
Tropes: Forbidden Love, Hurt / Comfort, Love Triangle
Word Count: 32800
Setting: New Orleans, Louisiana
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Continuous / Same Characters

“And then he whirled the scythe over his head, smashing the demons into bits, like a freaking killing machine, until they fell to the ground, one after the other.  He was fucking amazing,” Ryder continued to tell Dale and Waylon, waving his hands, simulating his brother’s actions.

Ryland clicked his teeth. “Oh, stop that now, Brother. I did nothing all that extraordinary. “He shook his head, smiling as he remembered his latest achievement and though they’d defeated the sucker, the biggest test was yet to come.  How would he fare in successfully getting his brother to love Dale and, in turn, get over his fears of biting his human lover?

Ryland knew he had to do something soon or Dale would get upset and even leave him in the process.

If only there was a way to make this easier on all of us … If only.

“Woo wee!” Dale slapped his knee. “That sounds like quite a tale, dude. I would’ve loved to see my man in action.”


“Yeah, that sounds great. Do you think you could work your magic and do something about this murderer? We could use some otherworldly intervention on this case. This guy’s like a ghost, you know? He killed another woman last week.”

Ryland grimaced, knowing who the killer was, but as he’d stated to Kajika weeks before, vampires were not to interfere in human matters. “I … I wish we could, Waylon, but by code, we are not to get involved.” Ryland spun on his heel and gripped his hands tightly together to curb the anger in his heart. He wished he could go stalking after this individual as he’d planned, but he couldn’t knowing he’d risk their standing with the council and the chances of Kajika’s lover, as well as his partners, finding out the truth.

In what way can I assist them in solving this crime without breaking the rules?

Ryland placed both hands on the cold glass. “What can I do? Wha …”

“Babe, you okay? You know I get scared when you get quiet like that.”

Though Ryland’s back was turned, he sensed his lover being near. Dale’s touch warmed him thoroughly, and he leaned back into it, reaching behind to softly caress his face. “Nothing that concerns you, my love. I assure you, I’m only thinking of my next book−”

“Or how to save the world,” Ryder added with a laugh.

“What?” Dale sounded confused.

Ryland shifted quickly and narrowed his eyes in his brother’s direction. “No, no, not at all. I … was wishing I could do something for this case. For Waylon, Frankie, and all of them, so the town could sleep better at night.”

“Yeah, thanks for that because I’ve hardly slept since I been here,” Waylon sighed.

“Ah, Waylon, you need a stress reliever. A lover to bring you calm and happiness. Perhaps the lovely Miss Beneviere?” Ryland winked at Waylon from over Dale’s shoulder.

Ryder whistled. “She’s a pretty one!”

“Heh, yeah, my brother’s got it bad for that gal,” Dale responded.

Ryland nodded and hugged Dale close to his body. “My lovers bring me a great sense of comfort when I am down or stressed, Waylon. You should be able to find the same in Naomi.”

“Yeah, if she’ll have me.” Waylon removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes. “I never get the chance to talk with her because I’m so busy working. This case is killing all our asses, really, well, except for Frankie. Even Orrin and Vance hooked up, the fuckers. I never knew my old friend had it in him to be with another guy.”

“Heh, yeah, me neither. Vance’s daddy’s gonna have a fit when he finds out, too,” Dale chimed in.

Ryland cocked an eyebrow, surprised at the information Waylon had just confessed. “Vance and Orrin have gotten together?”

“Yes, sir. Damn Vance kissed Orrin in front of everyone at the station. That shit was almost as hot as seeing you and your bro together,” he laughed, putting his specs back on.

Ryder chuckled at that. “Yeah? I would’ve loved to see it.”

“As would I. Perhaps they could recreate the moment for us.”


About the Author

Michael Mandrake pens complex characters already comfortable with their sexuality. Thorough these, he builds worlds not centered on erotica but rather the mainstream plots we might encounter in everyday life through personal experiences or the media.