Gallowglass returned to Sporrengasse with two vampires and a pretzel.

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

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.

the first requirement of war: allies must not kill each other.

there’s nothing more powerful than human fear—not magic, not vampire strength. Nothing.

We kissed each other, long and deep, while my legs opened like the covers of a book.

I'd studied 16th century science and magic. I thought it was strange that people were interested in the same kinds of things my research was about. The more I thought about it, the more intriguing it became and pretty soon I was writing a novel about a reluctant witch and a 1500-year-old vampire.