My experiences thus far had me planning to throttle the first Tudor historian I met upon my return for gross dereliction of duty.

Gallowglass returned to Sporrengasse with two vampires and a pretzel.

It was a brutal picture, a tug-of-war between two equal but opposing impulses. It had the ring of truth, however.

The plain truth is that the period I study is the 16th century, and they were absolutely obsessed with witches and spiritual beings.

I want a simple, ordinary life . . . like humans enjoy.

English vampires may not be as well behaved around witches as the American ones are.

Sir. My lord. Master Roydon." The young man blurted out most available titles except for "Your Majesty" and "Prince of Darkness." These were implied nonetheless.