None of us could have predicted this," Death said. "That the dragon, who was terminally possessive and loved the material treasures of the world beyond all else, would come to yearn eternally for what he could never truly hold onto: the soul of another. All things die, brother. Sooner or later, they all die.

I'm going to have to find a way to kill them. All of them. I just have to figure out how to see them first.

A werewolf, a Vampyre, and a gryphon walk into a bar, and what do they get? They get anything they want.

Daddy had said No, but that had happened quite a while ago. Surely by now No had turned into a Yes. In fact, he was all but certain of it.

He did not want to climb down and visit the men again. He couldn’t fly away. He wasn’t sure because he’d only heard the word once before, but he thought he might be in a quandary.