If he turned his back on humanity now, it would be forever.

Your spikes have gone floppy.

I'm starting to understand that fear is like cancer - you can beat it back, but if it returns, it can be worse than ever.

Destiny's what you make of it. You have to face whatever life throws at you.

The world won't end with a bang or a whimper. It'll end with the death screams of a thousand demons and a defiant, carefree, savage, wolfen howl.

For an hour or more he was neither human nor vampire, just a howling, hungry creature of dark delights.

Wars raged everywhere as men found new, inventive ways to kill even more of their race. It was like a contest, the many tribes of mankind competing to see who could commit the worst atrocities.