Magic Unleashed (Hall of Blood and Mercy, #3)

by K.M. Shea

I had never before seen Killian’s forehead look so wrinkled. “You have the mental capacity of a donut,” he said. “I don’t know.” I kept watching

“Hazel, don’t drink it,” Killian said. “Who knows what he put in it?”

The Drake vampires were offering each other curt nods and a few smiles and back slaps, until Momoko hugged Celestina and it became a free-for-all hug fest that involved most wizards chasing down slightly panicking vampires. (My favorite, I think, was when June snuck up on Rupert and gave him a hug. He squealed like a pig, but sat through it like an obedient dog.)