Bishop Nigel smiled at me. 'Holy water doesn't harm vampires. Which is just as well, as it would make it impossible to baptise them.'
When I was asked by a dragon to give him the last rites, I never dreamed it would lead to negotiating with his cannibalistic family or running from snail sharks. Life as the priest of a small English village is quite tame in comparison. At least I have Morey, a gryphon with sarcasm management issues, to help me. And if all else fails, there's always red wine and single malt whisky. As if my life weren't complicated enough, a darkly beautiful dragon named Raven keeps appearing where I least expect him, I've met a handsome police inspector who loves science fiction as much as I do, and my younger brother is getting into trouble for trying to pick up vampires. That's what happens when you're dealing with an incredible and dangerous parallel world full of mythical creatures.
And I have to learn to navigate it all without losing myself, or my brother...