Winston the Third

Raising a teenager is hell. It's even worse when he's six hundred years old, and your vampire fangs are blunter than a butter knife.Winston the Third has a landlord with a crowbar, four highly inconvenient wings, and a newly resurrected brother living in his basement. Benedict may be 615 years old, but physically he's fifteen, which means Winston now faces the true horrors of modern life: school forms, self-checkouts, and parents' evening.When Benedict's magical angst leaks into a batch of bakery rolls, London's vampire elite become addicted to the ordinary lives they never lived. To stop a ruthless blood aristocrat from bottling Benedict's future, Winston must pull off a heist with an exhausted paramedic student, an overly professional medical courier, a tattoo artist, and a rented hearse with a very strict deposit policy.

Raising a teenager is hell. It's even worse when he's six hundred years old, and your vampire fangs are blunter than a butter knife.Winston the Third has a landlord with a crowbar, four highly inconvenient wings, and a newly resurrected brother living in his basement. Benedict may be 615 years old, but physically he's fifteen, which means Winston now faces the true horrors of modern life: school forms, self-checkouts, and parents' evening.When Benedict's magical angst leaks into a batch of bakery rolls, London's vampire elite become addicted to the ordinary lives they never lived. To stop a ruthless blood aristocrat from bottling Benedict's future, Winston must pull off a heist with an exhausted paramedic student, an overly professional medical courier, a tattoo artist, and a rented hearse with a very strict deposit policy.