Of course he wouldn't hesitate before trying something that had never been done before. He was Vlad Tepesh. How could he fail?

If you run from me, I will chase you, and I'll find you.

This isn't going to be easy," I grumbled as we headed toward the exit. Bones shrugged. "Nothing worthwhile ever is.

Mencheres slid through the water toward her, drawn by the same inexorable compulsion that led moths to dance with flames. He'd had several lifetimes' worth of reason, cold machinations, and, ultimately, emptiness. Perhaps the moths knew what he didn't, that the joy of the flame was worth the price of destruction.

He gave the body a final kick and then turned to face me. “You and I need to talk, Kitten.” “Now?” I asked in disbelief, gesturing to the dead vampire near his feet. “It’s not like he’s going anywhere, so yeah. Now.

I know you think I was pressured into binding myself with you before, but that's not true,I always intended to marry you, kitten.

A hysterical human? Who hadn't seen that before?