Book: Supreme

In this world, even the saints can not be trusted.

You have to think what to do next, and not to give up after the first failure!

Well, since I am destined to die from the teeth of a vampire, though, at least it will be a cute vampire.

- What about omerta? they live with the guy.
- If you meet, tell him to come see me later.

- Fear, evil, for in the headband of my sword is enclosed a nail with his left foot the Holy Pendula and one touch of it will turn you to dust!
- Quiver - honestly I do. - What a dirty trick, that's really what I absolutely do not want to touch!

Brides around the world have agreed to be in mortal combat for the possession of such fiancé, and the winner would die on the spot from happiness! If, of course, a week ago, not worn over them confiscated from another witch with a wooden stake all over the House Meetings, yelling: "Now you know who I am, how "secret" to lie volmensky the ambassadors that I have a master of necromancy!". I wondered what they all night so strange look at me funny?!

- Where did you see the husband who lets his wife travel around the paths in the company of unfamiliar vampires?!
- Well, meanwhile, allows - reasonably said friend.
- That's it for now! And then I'll cover with a lid and, satisfied, sits on top!
Can we settle next? - squinted slyly herbalist. Volga, in marriage there is a bright side! Imagine how you'd look in a wedding dress...
- Burial shroud!
- A festive feast?
- Funeral!!
- Uh-uh... wedding night?
- Solemn introduction of the coffin into the vault and commissioning!

- The wedding! The horror! Nightmare! - I jumped up and nervously walked around the room. - Yes, I have one word sick... It's forever, like grave!
- But what! profoundly noticed Wielka.
- But I still want to live!
I don't understand why you care so much? - shrugged friend. - Give him back his ring, tell him you changed your mind and do it you never liked!
- But I like it!
- Then marry him!
- Do not want!
Why?
- I'm afraid. - I bit my lip and turned back to the window.

I was so tempted to tiptoe, to sneak up on him and listen to what crap they are cooking up, but I had to plot his.

Peasant classification of the undead are somewhat different from the usual magic, including all three types: "wooper", "vamper" and "something of take toothy".

- What are you so annoy him?
I do not know. But if caught, and even apercu!

What nonsense seem all our problems in the face of the latter. When it becomes important only what you did and did not finish

Sometimes human is easier to kill than to explain why you don't like him!

Sitting down to the table, he stood for a moment, hiding her face in her hands, then resolutely shook his head and casually glancing at me, said:
And don't give me that angry to be silent!
I trailed off still angry.