“Magnus sighed. "Alexander, I've been alive for hundreds of years. I've been with men, been with women - with faeries and warlocks and vampires, and even a djinn or two." He looked sideways at Maryse, who looked mildly horrified. "Too much information?”

“I've been numb for years, and I didn't realize it until after you appeared and - and made me feel something. Since then, these past two weeks I've been awake. Alive. Restless for you to return - and afraid that you wouldn't.”

“I've been with Mr. Locke for several hundred years now." He tossed her a wink. "I should hope in that time he would share with me his undead state. Had he not, I would have been rather perplexed as I celebrated 100 years of age and still looked 45.”

“I've only slept with the men I've been married to. How many women can make that claim?”

“It’s been around for almost a hundred years,” Latham said. He looked at Cade. “Is it like you? A vampire?” “No,” Cade said. “It’s worse.” “Awesome,” Latham muttered.”

“I will be sharing additional information I've been hoarding for years about the world of Harry Potter”