King Richard II

“Despite my so-called immortality, she realized bitterly, I haven’t really been alive since my family died more than a century ago. I have been just what the mortals think we are, one of the living dead.””

— William Shakespeare

“She kissed him hungrily, and Michael was stirred in ways he hadn’t felt since Samantha’s death. It was almost worth being bitten by a werewolf, he thought rapturously, just to experience this kiss and this woman. I don’t care if she’s a vampire…””

— William Shakespeare

“Taunting gravity, Selene and the Death Dealers came swooping down through the veil of smoke like leather-clad angels of death.””

— William Shakespeare

“Perhaps the world would be a more orderly place when next she rose from the tomb, two centuries hence. I rather doubt it, she lamented inwardly. Immortality had taught her realism, among other things.””

— William Shakespeare

“A jealous fury drove Kraven’s fears from his mind. The thought of Selene rushing to her mangy lover’s arms infuriated him beyond reason. He shouted angrily to anyone within earshot: “I want that lycan’s head on a plate!””

— William Shakespeare

“Immortality can be wearing,” Viktor had once explained to her, shortly before entering his tomb a century ago, “watching the never-ending tides of history ebb and flow, striving to keep up with the dizzying changes in science and civilization. Even the most resilient Elder feels the need to retire from the fray from time to time, to spend a century or two in silent repose, before rising to confront the future with renewed wisdom and clarity.””

— William Shakespeare

“The girl’s flippancy caught Selene by surprise, forcing her to take a closer look at this puzzling baby vampire. Perhaps she has a bit more brains and independence than I first assumed?“But then again,” Erika said, flashing a wicked grin as she leaned languidly against the thick plexiglass window, “he is quite the devilishly handsome prick.”There’s no accounting for taste, Selene thought, mentally lowering her estimation of Erika by a notch.””

— William Shakespeare

“You can take the man out of the wolf, but you can’t take the wolf out of the man.””

— William Shakespeare

“Her elegant face, as pale and lovely as the moon goddess after whom she was named, was a mask of coldblooded concentration, betraying no sign of the restless anxieties troubling her mind.””

— William Shakespeare