In a fit of enlightened democracy and ebullient goodwill brought on by the birth of his new daughter, King Verence invites Uberwald’s undead, the sophisticated Magpyrs, into Lancre. Everyone knows you don’t allow vampires into your castle—unless you want permanent guests. Now that they’re here, these wine-drinking, garlic-eating, fancy waistcoat-wearing, sun-loving stylish vampires have no intention of leaving . . . ever.

But the modern, urban Magpyrs haven’t met their old-fashioned country neighbors yet. Lancre’s coven of four—Granny Weatherwax, Nanny Ogg, Magrat, and young Agnes—don’t take kindly to murderous intruders. They know there's only one way to win a bloody fight. Go for the throat, or as the vampires themselves say . . . Carpe Jugulum!