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You're a rare breed, Richard d'Alencon."She didn't know the half of it.Unable to resist, he dipped his head and touched his lips to hers in a gentle caress.Her breath caught.Lightning struck.
— Dianne Duvall, In Still Darkness
For the record, I want to be anywhere you are," he murmured in her ear, so close he might as well have run his tongue along it.
— Katie Reus, Lover's Instinct
If I get naked, I'm going to be on you then in you. Let me give you some foreplay, woman," he softly growled.
— Katie Reus, Lover's Instinct
Good things are worth waiting for.
— Katie Reus, Falling For His Mate
I’m not leaving, if that’s what you’re worried about.”“You’re...not?”“It seems you wanted me here. I can’t go back when you need me.
— baeconandeggs, Animae Sine Amore Immortales
Great googly-moogly, I needed to stay away from this vampire.
— K.F. Breene, Raised in Fire
Vampires moved with inhuman grace - the fae moved as if life were a dance, and only they knew the steps.
— S.J. Himes, The Necromancer's Dilemma
Vampires took offense SO easily—and Parisian vampires were the worst of all.' - The Runaway Queen (The Bane Chronicles, 2) by Cassandra Clare and Maureen Johnson
— Cassandra Clare, The Bane Chronicles
You, child, do not deserve the gift of Undeath bestowed upon you. Oh yes, I hear reports of your works and deeds. I am like the Lord God, counting the sparrows from my throne. I number all the birds and bees in my realm. Six years you’ve spent in Dagon’s service, and for what? You’re as weak as a newborn, as frightened as a lycan pup. You do not fight our enemies, nor contribute to our cause, nor enrich our coffers. You do not deserve a nanorian. I shall pry it from your heart until you learn to live among us, as one of us. We, who are abominable to the light of the sun.
— Alix Adale, Night is Magic
OMG, RAYNE! THAT’S SO CRAZYPANTS! I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU OF ALL PEOPLE ARE NOW THE SLAYER! YOU’RE LIKE SOME SUPERHERO OR SOMETHING! DO YOU GET POWERS LIKE BUFFY? AND MORE IMPORTANT, DO U GET TO HOOK UP WITH SPIKE? YUM!
— Mari Mancusi, Stake That
I’d so rather be a living snack than dead meat.
— Mari Mancusi, Stake That
SPIDER: I guess you’ve got a point.	RAYNIEDAY: No, I’ve got a stake, LOL.
— Mari Mancusi, Stake That
I challenge that loose-assed prick, otherwise known as Moss, to a fight.
— Keri Arthur, Tempting Evil
It’s most unfair. Once people find out you’re a vampire they act as if you’re some kind of monster.
— Terry Pratchett, Carpe Jugulum
Hurry," Hector urged, and his voice changed as his power surged, his tone and cadence sliding into the rhythm that said he was seeing the future. "Battle is in the air. I smell it. I can almost touch it. Death is coming Death is coming for us." With a click, the call disconnected.
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
An accident of birth had signed her death warrant.He could mark her name off his to-do list.
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
I'm calling the police," she said, showing him the phone in her hand.He smiled, and for a moment she forgot about the phone. "You don't need the police."No, of course she didn't How silly.
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
He lifted her hand to his mouth. The touch of his lips was soft on her scraped palm, the tiny licks of his tongue so light she could barely feel them. Wait. He was licking her?"You can't lick me," she said sternly. "i don't know your name."He looked up and a quick grin slashed across his face. "Luca," he said...."Luca," she repeated. "Is that an America name?""No." He lifted her hand to his mouth again, and his tongue once more began a slow, gentle movement over the scrape. She was okay with it now, because she knew his name.
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
Luca had many strengths and powers; as a rare blood born, conceived and born to a vampire mother and father, he was much stronger than those who'd been turned to the life.
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
A small village lay just over the farthest hill. When he had to feed, he went there. And when he left after feeding, the people he'd met, even those he'd fed upon, immediately forgot he'd been there at all. Every time he entered the village, the residents greeted him as a new visitor. That was his power, his curse, his salvation; no one remembered him.
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
You don't just... just float someone in the air like that!" she shouted, so beside herself she was almost frenzied."Why? Is there some human law against it?
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
It's daylight. Shouldn't you have burned to a crisp, or something? Don't you have to crawl into a coffin? Where do you keep it stashed, anyway?""I've never owned a coffin," he admitted, unable to hold back a smile.
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
Chloe said the first thing that popped into her head., "I don't sleep with dead guys..."Luca gave her an amused look. "Good. I'm not dead. Never have been.... I'm immortal.
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
Chloe put aside worries about her job, her life, and turned to face him. "Sex can't be the answer to everything," she said as she draped her arms around his strong neck.He bent his head to hers. "For now, it can," he said and kissed her.
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
He's thought he was willing to do anything in order to get what he wanted, what was right for his kind. He'd been certain any sacrifice was possible.He'd been wrong.
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
Once outside, the man stopped, lifted his head, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, as if the air smelled wonderful to him. Then he turned to Jimmy, his expression hard and serious. "We will need an army.""Uh, I don't exactly have one of those handy.
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
Women, music, beer, and pie. Rurik, you're just an all-American guy.
— Linda Howard, Blood Born
With this and this - and he touched one of the canine teeth and that below it - the little children can be bitten." Unaesthetic as it may seem, vampires bite out of one side of the mouth, and one side only, which is only common sense. The upper canines in themselves are little more than daggers, useless in tearing flesh without employing the lower canines to help pin the skin together. Preoccupied with the erotic, the cinema necessarily rides roughshod over such technicalities.
— Clive Leatherdale
You always were a strange child, Alexander," he said, "but vampires? I can't believe it."I shrugged."Well, now you know where I get my biting sense of humor," I said weakly.
— Isabelle Glass, Prince Orlofsky, Vampire Hunter
Guard your throats and hide your eyes. He’s not dead, you fools. Legends never die.
— A.G. Howard, RoseBlood
He circled around me, whispering in my ear. “I’m O positive. I’m everyone’s type.
— Dannika Dark, Keystone
if anyone comes into my domain without explicit permission, I’m going to impale you in a way that will give you the very best idea of what it feels like to be a corn dog.
— Dannika Dark, Keystone
When you are made to pay for such insolence, I shall revel in your ruin.
— A.E.  Kirk, Midnight Poison
How do you hate someone who pulled you from the brink of death, not once, but twice?
— A.G. Howard, RoseBlood
Ironically, the first time he played it, he experienced his first dream vision with his own ‘flame jumelle’, Rune – and saved her from drowning. Thereafter he decided that must be the magic the instrument held: the ability to bring two souls together when they needed each other the most.
— A.G. Howard, RoseBlood
This can’t be a coincidence, and there’s no longer any doubt in my mind.	I am in a horror story.
— A.G. Howard, RoseBlood
He raised his wine for a toast. “To the Exquisite Nightmare.
— A.G. Howard, RoseBlood
Maybe being here won’t be so bad after all… as long as I can avoid the music, the bloodthirsty diva duo, and the phantom’s shadow lurking around every corner.
— A.G. Howard, RoseBlood
She couldn’t walk away from him again. Her heart couldn’t take it and she didn’t think his could either. When she'd left him, it had been like cutting off a limb. And she had, essentially. Because Ian was a part of her, embedded in her skin, her soul.
— Katie Reus, Saved by Darkness
Want to feel you come around my cock,” he whispered darkly. “Want to hear you say you’re mine.” There was that bite of darkness to his words again.“I’m yours.” She could never be anyone else’s. That was a fact she knew without a doubt. “Say it again.” He thrust harder. “I’m yours, Ian.”He growled again, the sound as untamed as the male himself…
— Katie Reus, Saved by Darkness
I need to know why I’m so broken, so I can fix myself. One way or another. Maybe this place can help me do that, and then I can finally look forward to my future. Because I’m starting to realize there’s something worse than stepping up and facing your fears – and that’s living as if you’re already dead.
— A.G. Howard, RoseBlood
And vampires were perverted. Or so she hoped
— Gail Carriger, Romancing the Inventor
Look, I’ll tell you what I do, but you won’t believe me.” …	“Given that I just found you bound and gagged, my mind is somewhat more receptive than it might normally be.”	“Well then, here’s the deal,” Krystal said as she sat down next to me. “Everything you think you know about monsters is a lie. Ghouls, ghosts, werewolves and more are real and hiding out behind the scenes in our world. Officially, they are known as parahumans.
— Drew  Hayes, The Utterly Uninteresting and Unadventurous Tales of Fred, the Vampire Accountant
The undead don’t care about careers. Vampires are all retirees.
— Christopher Buehlman, The Lesser Dead
Oh, would you look at this, now,” she said, pointing at a hole in her sage-green velvet couch. Never mind the brain and hair on it, she could clean those off with a stiff brush. And never mind the point-blank gunshot to the face she’d absorbed. It was the bullet hole in her couch that pissed her off.
— Christopher Buehlman, The Lesser Dead
Don't underestimate the allure of darkness. Even the purest hearts are drawn to it.
— Klaus Mikealson
Bravery is about overcoming fear, not about not having it. There's plenty I'm afraid of. Just not vampires.''We fear the unknown,' she said. 'You must know a lot about vampires.
— Garth Nix, To Hold the Bridge
He did it for that bubbling, champagne-in-the-veins high, that desire to be part of someone else’s new life, someone else’s realised potential.Vampires must feel like that.
— Jade Chang, The Wangs vs. the World
There are a hundred or more myths about how one might go about killing a vampire. A stake through the heart, sunlight, you’ve heard all the stories. Oh, and garlic. We mustn’t forget garlic. Whoever came up with that silly little rumor never saw me laying the smack down at Mama Leoni’s All-You-Can-Eat Trattoria. I’ve eaten so much garlicky clam sauce in my time that I’ve sweated the stuff for days on end.
— Kingfisher Pink, Morbidly Obtuse
Can’t you see I’m starving?” asked a very large man in a very loud voice. His words were clipped, desperate and breathless.It was less a question than a demand. Less a shout than a gargle, as though the man spoke through a mouthful of gumballs and old chicken bones. His head was massive; a pregnant watermelon perched neckless atop a VW Bug. His swollen body oozed off the sides of his bed and rippled with aftershocks after each huffed syllable. Two EMT’s in ventilated hazmat suits circumnavigated the obese man like puffy yellow astronauts orbiting a small moon.“Sir, calm down. Please. We’re here to help you.
— Kingfisher Pink, Morbidly Obtuse
Yes,” Bernarde quipped, “Deal with me, Jean Luc. Come and dance with the night, brother. Let us battle ‘till the sun turns us to ash.
— Katerina Martinez, Magick Reborn
He's doing a sniffing thing! I've already been through this
—  it's how I got stuck with Aiden!! Meryn yelled
Fangs are more pointed, and vampires use fangs to bite people on the neck.''Yech! Who'd want to do that?''Vampires would, that's who.''Wait a minute. I saw Mrs. Monroe bite Mr. Monroe on the neck once. Does that mean she's a vampire?''Boy, are you dumb. She's not a vampire. She's a lawyer.
— Deborah and James Howe, Bunnicula: A Rabbit-Tale of Mystery
What we had was love. We were like two halves of a whole, always ready to support each other. Neither of us was perfect, but that didn't matter. With him, I could defeat this rage that filled me. He believed I was stronger than it. And I was.
— Richelle Mead, Shadow Kiss
For every ten vampires who are happy being monsters, there's always one sad-sack who misses the sunrise.
— Tori Centanni, The Immortality Cure
No one whines like a vampire forced to deal with some minor unpleasantness.
— Tori Centanni, The Immortality Cure
Because what could be more Casablanca? Suddenly Harlow saw that what she’d always wanted was a man of principle. A man of action. A domestic terrorist. Every girl’s dream, if she can’t have a vampire. (Chapter four pg 202)
— Karen Joy Fowler
I lifted my head, my gaze meeting his. “Wanting something doesn’t guarantee you will get it.”“A man can still hope.”“I’ve never had much room for hope.
— Elizabeth Morgan, Blood Secrets
It has nothing to do with you—”“It has everything to do with me that you want to get yourself fucking killed.” He snarled, the words tight and full of iron. “Losing you is not an option.
— Elizabeth Morgan, Blood Secrets
I’ve been as good as dead since the day I was born. I accepted that a very long time ago.
— Elizabeth Morgan, Blood Secrets
You were supposed to be a Werewolf, Brendan, so that you would be in her world. To be the strength she needs when she no longer has strength of her own, to show her the reasons to survive and to live.
— Elizabeth Morgan, Blood Secrets
Finn stood abruptly. "We need to follow 'em."	"But aren't they followin' us? If we go after them, the five of us will be goin' around in circles.
— Ashlyn Chase, I Dream of Dragons
You are to weak you need a prowl to protect you... I mean that A Prowl must be your friend (get it?? Prowl film!)
— Deyth Banger
All vampires are brothers in the brotherhood of night!
— Stewart Stafford, The Vorbing
Sorry, kid. Whedon got it wrong. Stakes don't kill vampires, they just give us heartburn.
— Brian K. Vaughan, Runaways, Vol. 1: Pride and Joy
I do not know…who turned me, your Grace.”His downcast gaze said it all: How terribly sad.For she had known all her life as a Vampire it was most…disgraceful to never know the one who turned you; that was where a Vampire could find a sense of great peace amidst the life that was the constant need for blood. She had only passed by these remarks, this cloud on her person for being ‘Princess of the Vampires,’ Dracula’s special child…
— S.C. Parris, The Two Swords
I don’t understand what makes them come out like that!”“Hunger,” said Jem. “Were you thinking about blood?”“No.”“Were you thinking about eating me?” Will inquired.“No!"“No one would blame you,” said Jem. “He’s very annoying.
— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
He smiles, and he's made of trouble. We should have dropped him in the Thames in a bag of stones. We should have left him out for the fairies.
— Rainbow Rowell, Carry On
Don’t be sorry. You could hurt me a thousand different ways and I’d love it every time.
— Heather Crews, Dreams for the Dead
That was vampires for you: always going for the jugular, both literally and metaphorically. They were messing up his love life as well as being inconsiderate party guests who had got blood in Magnus’s stereo system at his last party and turned Clary’s idiot friend Stanley into a rat, which was just bad manners.
— Cassandra Clare, What to Buy the Shadowhunter Who Has Everything
Check the top 1000 books on Amazon. Most of them have a shirtless guy on the cover, because they're smutty "romance novels" (read: porn for women) about a girl being swept off her feet by one (or more) billionaire alpha-males. There are literally tens of thousands of books out there about shirtless billionaire alpha-male vampires who can't wait to mate with you. Lucky you! And women eat that shit up! Men, not so much. Men prefer to watch actual porn.
— Oliver Markus, Why Men And Women Can't Be Friends
She's been trained to put that moment off as long as she could stand and fight, to slash and burn, and take out as many as humanly possible. Because under the strength, the wit and the endless training was the knowledge that some day, some way, she wouldn't be fast enough, smart enough, lucky enough.And the monster would win.
— Dance of the Gods
After drinking the blood I feel inches closer to death, but resolved to live. I've drunk blood. I can do anything. I'm the vampire girl. I crawl close to the fox and press myself against it. It's still warm. That's how sleep takes me, with blood on my face, holding close to the fading warmth.
— Joaquin Lowe, Bullet Catcher
Vampyre refers to a corpse that has returned from the dead to drink the blood of the living. Similar creatures were said to haunt the rural villages of nearly every Slavic nation. Not surprisingly, each culture gave their monster its own name (e.g., vukodlak in Serbia, strigoii in Romania, eretika in Russia, insurance salesman in…well, never mind).
— Bill Schutt
Your reasons for not loving me just make me love you more.
— Rose Hathaway, Vampire Diaries
You know what else he said?" Anne Marie asked."Tell me," I said. I didn't want to know, of course, but she was going to tell me anyway, so why not invite in the inevitable, which is why, in the movies, vampires have to be asked inside by their victims and always are.
— Brock Clarke, An Arsonist's Guide to Writers' Homes in New England
There are no such thing as ghosts.” Joseph replied.“There are supposedly no such things as Vampires and yet here you are.” Grace quipped flippantly.
— Claire E. Cruddas, The Fall of Grace
He was the smell of winter rain and the sound of his predator’s heartbeat
— L.J. Smith, Secret Vampire
You're about to become the thing you hate. Let the games begin.
— Nicholas Bella, Embraced
(Honestly, Raniero, are we the only noble-born Vladescus who would know, for certain, that Bluetooth is not some dread, vampire-specific disorder involving lack of oxygen to the gums? I fear it is true.)
— Beth Fantaskey, Jessica Rules the Dark Side
We are the things that others fear," I said. "Remember that.
— Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat
I watched him rise from the coffin, with slow, elegant gestures; our gestures, for we are the only beings who routinely rise from coffins.
— Anne Rice, The Queen of the Damned
After all, these were blood drinkers, beings who spoke gently, liked poetry, and yet killed mortals all the time.
— Anne Rice, The Queen of the Damned
The original Gothic horror tales focused on personalities deformed through loneliness. Ghouls, vampires, werewolves: all made, not born. But the isolation? Are even such as these ever truly alone? Perhaps the psyche has always been more complex than that, desire eternally more potent than terror. Surely, none prowl entirely in solitude.
— Robert Dunbar, Martyrs and Monsters
Alas, my being the James Bond of vampires isn't the whole issue. Vanity must wait.
— Anne Rice, The Queen of the Damned
She doesn’t snarl. She smiles instead, but it is a half smile. She is hiding something, an imperfection. There is something about her teeth, the sides of them that she doesn’t want me to see. I am fascinated by this unseen flaw. I want to know what she is hiding. Perhaps this is what is missing from my life, some mysterious flaw that I won’t want to correct
— Lacey Reah
I swear. Tell someone you're a vampire or a werewolf and they think it's sexy. Tell someone you're a witch and they go from zero to Torquemada in three seconds flat.
— Laura  Oliva, Season Of The Witch
He unfolded his arms and moved to the side. I was fine with that. Again with the glowering, though. Seen that, done it myself. So last year.
— A.E.  Jones, Sentinel Lost
Olivier throbbed in his veins. Not feeding put Reiner at risk. His own hunger mixed with Olivier’s madness meant Reiner’s throat would be too alluring for the wrong reasons. A descent into the wilderness would help dispel some of it
—  the blood would drown the rest.
Really, it was my fickleness, I sometimes think, that they found unendurable. If I had restricted myself to only one of their sweet girls, and married her, and chewed her neck in private, I suppose I might, like any eccentric cousin, have been made almost welcome among family and friends in the circle of the hearth. But perhaps I misjudge what degree of eccentricity even an Englishman cantolerate.
— Fred Saberhagen
Daniel Elkins. The man credited with hunting vampires to extinction, killed by vampires. Ironic way to go, but he wouldn't have it any other way. He told me on more than one occasion that he knew he'd go down bloody, and he was right.
— David  Reed, Bobby Singer's Guide to Hunting
Is there a doctor in the house?" Bobby's voice floated into the room. My heart fluttered, just as it had the first time I'd met him, just as it did every time. The low timbre of his voice, combined with his rolling southern accent, made my pulse race and my palms sweat....	"She is. Is there someone in need of medical attention?" I answered, trying not to sound breathless but failing, as I always did....	Not answering but stopping right in front of me, placing his hands on my shoulders and leaning forward, the sexiest man in Georgia kissed me just a teeny bit senseless amid the dead bodies, antiseptic smells, and right in front of Reggie.
— Julia Mills, Vidalia
Vidalia, open those eyes and look at me. As with all things, we do this together, Darlin'.
— Julia Mills, Vidalia
A sudden and unforseen swinging of his head alarmed all present. He seemed to be trying to scare off a flock of vampires biting into his brain.
— Juan Filloy, Op Oloop
Also, serial killers, child killers, they’re hot, they’re the new cool kids, the new vampires, the new zombies, everybody’s favourite spook monster.
— Rafael Yglesias, The Wisdom of Perversity
Very few beings really seek knowledge in this world. Mortal or immortal, few really ask. On the contrary, they try to wring from the unknown the answers they have already shaped in their own minds -justifications, confirmations, forms of consolation without which they can't go on. To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner.
— Anne Rice
Adrian was like a sexy, scary Mary Poppins.
— Temple West
In order to remain undead, I must steal the life force of someone whose fate matters less to me than my own.' I've always supposed that Wall Street traders utter essentially the same sentence.
— Thomas C. Foster, How to Read Literature Like a Professor: A Lively and Entertaining Guide to Reading Between the Lines
The basic principle of structural analysis, I was explaining, is that the terms of a symbolic system do not stand in isolation—they are not to be thought of in terms of what they 'stand for,' but are defined by their relations to each other. One has to first define the field, and then look for elements in that field that are systematic inversions of each other. Take vampires. First you place them: vampires are stock figures in American horror movies. American horror movies constitute a kind of cosmology, a universe unto themselves. Then you ask: what, within this cosmos, is the opposite of a vampire? The answer is obvious. The opposite of a vampire is a werewolf. On one level they are the same: they are both monsters that can bite you and, biting you, turn you, too, into one of their own kind. In most other ways each is an exact inversion of the other. Vampires are rich. They are typically aristocrats. Werewolves are always poor. Vampires are fixed in space: they have castles or crypts that they have to retreat to during the daytime; werewolves are usually homeless derelicts, travelers, or otherwise on the run. Vampires control other creatures (bats, wolves, humans that they hypnotize or render thralls). Werewolves can't control themselves. Yet—and this is really the clincher in this case—each can be destroyed only by its own negation: vampires, by a stake, a simple sharpened stick that peasants use to construct fences; werewolves, by a silver bullet, something literally made from money.
— David Graeber, The Utopia of Rules: On Technology, Stupidity, and the Secret Joys of Bureaucracy
Just for the record, saying 'The surprise hasn't started yet' while pulling something out of your pants is super creepy.
— Temple West, Velvet
Do you know how big snakes get? Or how many grains of sand are in the deserts? Or what lurks at the bottoms of the oceans' floors?"..."No.""Well, if you can't answer those simple scientific queries, then what makes you think that mankind is smart enough to discover vampirekind's existence?
— Heather Brewer, First Kill
This time I felt my own face redden. Talking with this woman was like sitting still for a series of slaps, delivered arhythmically so you couldn't know when the next one was coming.
— Elizabeth Kostova
I could read between the lines just as well as anyone, especially Riona. Telling the Queen of Faerie to shut the fuck up probably came with consequences.
— Suzanne M. Sabol, Emerald Fire
One life per year. It seemed so moderate a price... until you looked back and realized you could fill a movie theater with your victims.
— Kelley Armstrong, Many Bloody Returns
Do you know how big snakes get? Or how many grains of sand are in the deserts? Or what lurks at the bottoms of the oceans' floors?"..."No.""Welt, if you can't answer those simple scientific queries, then what makes you think that mankind is smart enough to discover vampirekind's existence?
— Heather Brewer, First Kill
MacMillian pinched the bridge of his nose. Conspiracy theories, secret societies... what the hell had he gotten himself into? What was next? Vampires? Werewolves?
— Laura  Oliva, A World Apart
And the vampires. You used to know where you stood with them – smelly, evil, undead – but now there are virtuous vampires and disreputable vampires, and sexy vampires and glittery vampires, and none of the old rules about them are true any more. Once you could depend on garlic, and on the rising sun, and on crucifixes. You could get rid of the vampires once and for all. But not any more.
— Margaret Atwood, Stone Mattress: Nine Tales
I guess us folks in California are kind of straitlaced and old-fashioned."Hahaha, I thought on the way downstairs. I never thought I'd say those words with a straight face...
— J.R. Rain, Moon Bayou
The door she had just stepped through shut softly. Taylor faced Veris, took a deep breath and dropped the coat at her feet. Beneath she wore black lace-topped stay-up stockings, red and black French lace thong panties and a matching shelf bra, Swarovski crystals in her belly button and clipped to her nipples.
— Teal Ceagh, Kiss Across Time
You don't have to flay him with it. He's the son of a poet and has the soul of a bard.
— Teal Ceagh, Kiss Across Time
You'll be in good hands with the colonel, you'll see."The colonel? Okay, I was obviously stuck in a Gone With the Wind theme park. Or maybe a Kentucky Fried Chicken farm.Or I was simply hallucinating...
— J.R. Rain, Moon Bayou
Was I altering the 'space-time continuum' or whatever they called it in time travel movies, just by existing right now? Perhaps I'd accidentally kill a mosquito that might have given some famous person a disease that killed them?
— J.R. Rain, Moon Bayou
Veris gave a low chuckle as they stepped into the building. He took off his glasses and put them in his breast pocket. "I've always said women were stronger, when it came to pure courage, haven't I?" he said to Brody.Brody stabbed at the top elevator button. "There's a reason we have a queen and not a king.
— Teal Ceagh, Kiss Across Time
I suppose you really don't need those wires they used tonight, huh?" she said."I'm a vampire, not a ghost." He seemed offended.
— Teal Ceagh, Kiss Across Time
You did it, Taylor! You did it! You got yourself a backstage pass!" He was screaming in her ear."I did?" Great. Now the last thing on earth she wanted to do was face that Brody Gallagher backstage. She never wanted to look him in the eye again.
— Teal Ceagh, Kiss Across Time
She was not at the concert any more. She looked around the rustic room, blinking. What the hell?The singer had her in his arms still. There was no balcony between them now.His hands slid into her hair, keeping her head still. "Not yet," he begged, sliding his lips down her throat, nuzzling her jaw. "There's time yet, Toireasa," he murmured. "Time to say fare thee well properly,.""We should have returned to Ireland, Breandan," she whispered, as he loosened the ties on her gown and dropped it from her shoulders. The words came to her naturally, even as a tiny voice was raging in her mind, "What on earth are you saying, Taylor?" But that voice was being drowned out by the pure sensuousness he was stirring in her.
— Teal Ceagh, Kiss Across Time
He meant to find her, and make it so they would never part again. He lied to himself when he tried to believe it was curiosity and a desire to make sure she was okay that drove him to hunt her down time after time. It wasn’t about any of that really. He wanted her, and he waited for the chance to have her.”- Marc (Marked Book #1) page 38
— A.N. Meade, Marked
One could not blame a people for disliking vampires. Vampires were like brussels sprouts - not for everyone and impossible to improve upon with sauce.
— Gail Carriger, Prudence
Sorcha took the elevator down to the basement of the fashion house. She glanced at her stunningly beautiful reflection in the mirror and smiled to herself. How fortunate she was to be a vampire - no gray hairs, no wrinkles, no broken nails, no weight problems, and no PMT. What bliss! And how fortunate it was that all the legends about vampires were not true. She could not imagine an existence where she could not see and admire her own likeness - such a life to her would be intolerable and tedious. How could any female, even a vampire, survive without being able to see their own reflection? How could they do their hair and makeup? The very idea was totally preposterous.
— Alan Kinross, Longinus the Vampire: Redemption
I narrowed my eyes. Jean stayed awfully well informed about prete politics, and often told me things the Elders hadn't yet learned. I suspected this might be one of those things. "How do you know all this?"He shrugged. "A wise man watches as if her were un aigle and listens as if here were un faucon."Eagles and falcons. Both predators. Appropriate.
— Suzanne  Johnson, Pirate's Alley
Suspicion infused Alex's voice. "Okay? That's it?"I looked back at him and smiled. "That's it. We disagree. It's done. We'll deal with whatever comes next."He stood up, brows lowered over squinty eyes. "Did Lafitte ply you with brandy, or have the body snatchers been here?
— Suzanne  Johnson, Pirate's Alley
I would say Randolph's a horse's ass, but that would be unfair to the horse.
— Suzanne  Johnson, Pirate's Alley
I should like to understand more about the signs on the shirt you wore earlier. What was it: Eat the tail and suck the head?
— Suzanne  Johnson, Pirate's Alley
I believe he's been asked to testify today," I told Lennox, who'd continued to track Truman's progress through the room. "He's a member of the historical undead, Truman Capote, the author. He wrote Breakfast at Tiffany's and In Cold Blood."..."Hi, Truman, you're sitting next to me," I said, pulling out his chair. I figured after he'd asked me to suck on his cherry, we should be on a first-name basis.
— Suzanne  Johnson, Pirate's Alley
We want you to tell us about vampires."Simon grinned. "What do you want to know? Scariest is Eli in Let the Right One In, cheesiest is late-era Lestat, most underrated is David Bowie in The Hunger. Sexiest is definitely Drusilla, though if you ask a girl, she'll probably say Damon Salvatore or Edward Cullen. But..." he shrugged, "You know girls."Julie's and Beatriz's eyes were wide. "I didn't think you'd know so many!" Beatriz exclaimed. "Are they... are they your friends?""Oh, sure, Count Dracula and I are like this," Simon said, crossing his fingers to demonstrate. "Also Count Chocula. Oh, and my BFF Count Blintzula. He's a real charmer...." He trailed off as he realized no one else was laughing. In fact, no one seemed to realize he was joking. "They're from TV," he prompted them. "Or, uh, cereal.""What's he talking about?" Julie asked Jon, perfect nose wrinkling up in confusion."Who cares?" Jon said.
— Cassandra Clare, The Lost Herondale
The demon blood inside me burned my soul to ashes long ago.I am a monster who once dreamed he was a man. Never mistakeme again.
— Carol Oates, Something Wicked
Here is the story of how I died. I wish it were a glamorous story; sadly, there was little glamour in my death. The end for everyone is much the same, sad, lonely, and cold. Only, most people don’t wake up again, I did. And I was hungry, so bloody hungry.
— L.A. Kennedy, The Divisions
Trees surrounded them from all sides, casting long inky shadows that would, at another time, have been scary. But there was no point in being scared of what might be lurking in the shadows when the biggest bad, of all big bads, was gazing at her intently.
— Caroline Hanson, Love is Darkness
Oh hell no,” he exclaimed, shaking his head. “I’m not playing Buffy the goddamn Vampire Slayer with you.
— D.L. Wainright, The Hollow Sun
A vampire?” Lucy hissed incredulously, leaning away from him and wondering if maybe this was all just a prank. Or a dream. She was more than willing to revisit that theory. “I thought vampires drink blood, not eat your face.
— D.L. Wainright, The Hollow Sun
In the blink of an eye, the fairytales told to children were as real as death and taxes. Vampires, shifters, trolls, demons and creatures of myth, were as real as the air we breathe.
— L.A. Kennedy, Macabre
The city reeked of death, and the savages that resided within its imposing starkness existed in fear of their lives. They had been shocked by the recent bloody Whitechapel murders, as if starvation, disease, moral degradation, and perpetual smog drowning all color in gray wasn’t enough to bring home the pathetic reality of their miserable existence. The police were no nearer to capturing the monster that lurked in the crevices, and London seemed stiller in the dark, the streets devoid of hope.
— Carol Oates, Something Wicked
I was born ready.' Zoe to Fee.
— Lynda Panther, Witch in Blood
But she's not.' I told the man, 'Look at you! You're a vampire giving up beating hearts in favor of the woman you love. That's pretty-''Embarrassing?' he finished for me with a frown.I narrowed my eyebrows, 'Well, what I was going to say was admirable, but I guess that works too.
— Emma Rose Kraus, A Blue One
She bit me. She worried me like a tigress, when Rochester got the knife from her...She sucked the blood: she said she'd drain my heart." Richard mason
— Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Mad cow disease? A crazy hunger for blood. There had to be a reasonable explanation for all of this. And there's no such thing as vampires, right?
— Alisha Costanzo, Blood Phoenix: Rebirth
Every girl dreams of waking up one day, a princess. Until that day kicks you in the face, wearing steel toed boots.
— L.A. Kennedy
Being true to yourself is always the right thing to do.""Is it? Even if you're a monster?
— Heather R. Blair, Phoenix Fallen
No gods or demons would stop him in his quest of being reunited with her.
— Alan Kinross, Longinus the Vampire: Redemption
Well, well, well. Tickle my Elmo ass silly. I was sitting across from a person who enjoyed talking to dead people, and if they wouldn’t talk, then by God, he’d just wake their corpses up instead. Next to him was a moody, chain-smoking vampire who just might be bipolar and smoked like a corncob pipe.
— J.A. Saare, Dead, Undead, or Somewhere in Between
First of all, I'll tell you who I'm not. I'm not your enemy, so you can put the sharp pointy objects away,' he responded in a light conversational tone, obviously not deterred by my abrasiveness, which only pissed me off more to know he didn't find me to be a threat at all.'Well, first of all, I'll be the judge of that,' I cut him off before he could continue. 'And second of all, I'm not interested in who you're not,' I added.'So you're saying you're interested in who I am?' He gave me a moment to process what he said before a smile broke on his face.My cheeks flamed. 'Hardly. Just interested in whether or not I'll be seeing you around again,' I was seething and beginning to shake with indignation.'So you want to see me again?
— Alicia Deters, Fading Darkness
Consider too, how deep the abyss between life and death; across this, my power can build a bridge, but it can never fill up the frightful chasm.
— Ludwig Tieck
His lips so soft, yet so stern, he pressed his mouth to mine. "I will have both of you," he said. "My Sentinel and my city. And the GP will learn exactly how stubborn we both can be.
— Chloe Neill, Wild Things
Inviting a goblin to cross your threshold was a recipe for disaster, and certainly worse than doing the same with a vampire. With the latter all you got was a nasty bite, but the company, the extraordinarily good sex and the funny stories more than made up for it—apparently.
— Jasper Fforde, One of Our Thursdays Is Missing
But he also knew this centurion, this man of honour, would change her…by giving her love…and love was the most powerful force in the universe.
— Alan Kinross, Longinus the Vampire: Redemption
Bard eyed him like he was manure on her shoes at the same time she did things, like sharpen a wooden stake, something she knew didn't work on him, but that was not her point, even if she was making one.
— Kristen Ashley, Wild and Free
Honestly, Evie," I huffed, flopping back to the centre of my bed and glaring at the ceiling. "Why don't you whine some more instead of actually doing anything?""Talking to yourself is the first sign of madness," Arianna volunteered, leaning on the frame of my open door."Yeah, so's seeing things no one else can, but people seem to like that about me.""Good point. Odds are, you've been crazy for years now. I'm probably nothing more than a figment of your imagination.""If that were true, I'd imagine you as less of a slob."She sighed. "Isn't it sad that you hate yourself so much you can't even dream up a pleasant roommate?""Not as sad as the fact that you admit how bad you suck as one."Flashing a wicked grin, she narrowed her eyes. “ I'd use the term 'suck' sparingly around me.  Don't want to go planting ideas in my pretty,  dead head."I threw a pillow at her.
— Kiersten White, Supernaturally
I don't know what Alex did to piss this poisonous cow off, but now I want blood.
— Cheree Smith, Shadow Embraced
The streetlight forge speech bubbles of illumination in the air. A faint glow from the moon casts eerie shadows behind the dark clouds.
— Cheree Smith, Shadow Embraced
Was this what humans were really like? They seemed like drooling idiots to me. I was shocked they walk and breathe at the same time?
— Tara Shuler, Shelter
Instantly I regretted my decision. It was one of those times when you hear yourself saying something, and it seems like a good idea at the time, but once you blurt it out you can hardly believe it's you speaking. What was I thinking?
— Tara Shuler, Shelter
Finally, his whole body burst into flames and as the pain became unbearable, he threw his arms in the air and screamed in agony. In his final moments, the words of the Nazarene echoed through his mind: 'My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
— Alan Kinross, Longinus the Vampire
I get the feeling you're going to push me to that point and I'm going to have to show you how far I'm willing to go to get what I want." - Theoden from Embraced: Chained in Darkness
— Nicholas Bella, Embraced
You are kind, caring and intrinsically good. I am hateful, vengeful and intrinsically evil.
— E.L. Wicker, Fractured Immortal
Little girls who hang around with vampires need to get used to dead things...In fact, little girls who hang around with vampires already are with dead things.
— Vivian Vande Velde
I wanted to get you flowers but none of the flower shops are open at this hour. I checked six all-night variety stores before finding any at all and this was the best of the-""They're lovely," Rachel interrupted as she took the flowers. Limp and sad-looking as they were, they truly were lovely to Rachel. They represented hope, and she accepted them gladly, offering a shy smile as she lifted them to her face and sniffed the delicate bouquet of- "Salami?"They were kept in the deli fridge," he muttered, looking embarrassed.
— Lynsay Sands, Love Bites
Holly rubs her temples. “Are we talking ... vampires?”Arkady groans. “On, the V-word! Here it comes again.
— David Mitchell, The Bone Clocks
Tall and built like a dense forest, Clint's broad shoulders made a girl want to learn how to scale trees. Except me. I wanted to start a forest fire.
— J.C. McKenzie, Beast Coast
Grrrrowpt.” said dead Penelope. Dead Huthbert nodded, and hugged her. She moved his dusty hand from her dusty ass." — BATS 2015
— Fred Barnett
Elizabeth served herself to Vlad upon the Lazy Susan (Susan wasn’t lazy. She was actually dead." — Bats 2015
— Fred Barnett
He sniffed until the long hairs of his mustache had been sucked up into his nose and out of his leafy ears." — Bats 2015
— Fred Barnett
Purrrrrrrr” Elizabeth kneaded Vlad's pecs. “I hear a Kitty!” Vlad’s eyes sprung open. There was a moment of hurt, of sad. There was no kitty. “You’re teasing me!" — Bats
— Fred Barnett
Elizabeth poured the brewskilicious foam over her aforementioned bodalicious huzza-huzzas and Wahwahzoozie." — Bats 2015
— Fred Barnett
The moonlight covered the tombstones with an ethereal glow, and the statues above the tombs stood like silent guards waiting for something to happen.
— Alan Kinross, Longinus the Vampire
Gentle With Them Thar Spurs'—a sequel to 'Riders of the Purple Sau-Sage.' Spurs was the feminist novel of its day…which was Tuesday." —Bats 2015
— Fred Barnett
I want you to kiss me, Longinus. Kiss me like this night will never end. If I am going to die, then this is my last request. Will you grant it?
— Alan Kinross, Longinus the Vampire: Redemption
Do it for the kids! The ones who look up to you — especially when they are pleading for their lives." — Bats 2015
— Fred Barnett
Lilith opened the shutters and allowed herself to bathe in the bright moonlight, as it shone across the Highland Glen.
— Alan Kinross, Longinus the Vampire: Redemption
Music from the party throbs and echoes off the basement walls. I’m not sure how I got here, and I’m certain I don’t know how Charlie ended up on the other side of the room with Guy In Touch With His Emotions. Raising a bottle to my lips, I watch as the guy uncrosses his long legs and recrosses them.His tampon must be killing him.
— Victoria Scott, The Liberator
Sometimes Death lurks after them for days, weeks, or even months, waiting for their time... Sometimes it doesn’t, and I’ve often raced that omnipresent Reaper to one portion of its work.
— N.B. Roberts, Halton Cray
Yes, I’ve killed! I’ve killed as indiscriminately as God! And yes, I will kill again. I must.
— N.B. Roberts, Halton Cray
The woman turned to me with a pleasant smile on her face. It didn't waiver or look forced, and her expression didn't appear surprised that Paul was married to an African American woman. Point in her favour. If she became freaked out by an interracial relationship, then working for a dead person and a werewolf would be touch.
— Pepper Pace, Urban Vampire Complete Series
The vampires win every time.
— Peter Watts, Blindsight
...how crazy things have to get before I ended up drooling all over a strait jacket with my name on it at Happyville Manor.
— Gayla Drummond
The dark-haired clothes horse, who generally meant well, was a dufus, but he was family
— Tina Folsom, Cain's Identity
She could feel something unnatural following her every movement as she washed her bountiful Huzza and Wahzoozie" — BATS
— Fred Barnett
...an ambitious array of dishonorable intentions that he intended to wield upon the Countess’s nether regions. — BATS 2015
— Fred Barnett
They’re dogs. Never trust a man. Even when he’s dead. Especially when he’s dead. — Bats 2015
— Fred Barnett
You’re going to show up to a duel, in the street, wearing Come F—k Me Heels?" — Bats 2015
— Fred Barnett
Depart, Satan,' she said, with a complete lack of enthusiasm. — Bats 2015
— Fred Barnett
Wichtor’s been cranky ever since a fat vulture roosted on his granite Cârnat, uh, schmekel in 1864 and broke it off." — Bats 2015
— Fred Barnett
Vlad was sexting Elizabeth a picture of his pulă rigiditate, while he told Mina. “I vould like totally hang up on the dude. He’s no Baldwin." — Bats 2015
— Fred Barnett
We won’t be able to sleep without the sound of her self-loathing orgasms crying out into the night." —Bats 2015
— Fred Barnett
I was afraid that your buns were blown all the way to the Bardot Museum in Paris, where they put them on display, and then….” Mina said, “Were they displayed like this?" —Bats 2015
— Fred Barnett
Here's what vampires shouldn't be: pallid detectives that drink Bloody Marys and work only at night; lovelorn southern gentlemen; anorexic teenage girls; boy-toys with big dewy eyes. What should they be? Killers, honey. Stone killers that can't get enough of that tasty Type-A. Bad boys and girls. Hunters. In other words, Midnight America. Red, white and blue, accent on the red. Those vamps got hijacked by a lot of soft-focus ro
— Stephen King
We always have to go backward to move forward. Whether it’s to face our own missteps or reach the end of our lives with a final mistake... We always have to go back to pull ourselves out of ignorance or cast ourselves deeper into revenge.
— Amy Rachiele, Sybrina
You of all people know how hard it is to trust. Especially when the world we live in is not the one humans are aware of. Trust must be earned, and the way to earn it is to prove you deserve it.
— Elizabeth Morgan, Cranberry Blood
The system is like a vampire where you must give it permission to enter through your obedience.
— Bryant McGill, Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life
We must go to the laboratory at once. I have some cannabis.
— Brooklyn Ann, Bite at First Sight
Italy is another Pack’s territory. You’re a guest; make sure that you are a polite one.” God, I hope he told Heather that.
— Elizabeth Morgan, Cranberry Blood
It is vital that you do not change the path before you. I have told you, many times, that certain events must happen in a person’s life for a reason, always for a reason. The events that will unfold before you...they must happen, Heather. They have to.
— Elizabeth Morgan, Cranberry Blood
I sure as hell didn't wish upon a star to fall for a Vampyre.(Forsaken- A Velicious Novel)
— Shelique Lize, Velicious
Hey!” He snapped out of his musings as Destiny’s hand trailed down his body to cup his less than interested cock through his trousers. “Claws to self, Vampira, I assume you brush your teeth twice a day but I have no idea where those hands of yours have been.
— Jane Cousins, To Seduce A Siren
You have to stop doing, you know, human stuff,” I called. “It is seriously creepy coming from a wolf.
— Elizabeth Morgan, Cranberry Blood
We’ll be all right. Somehow, we will. Trust it is the truth.
— Elizabeth Morgan, Cranberry Blood
Let the past go, Bren, or it will ruin your future.
— Elizabeth Morgan, Cranberry Blood
What a waste.” The woman sighed and moved away. Looking at Victoria, she rubbed her thumb and forefinger together absently. “Burn him. Slowly. From the inside out.
— Heather McVea, Dying Forever
Come now, Pendragon Princess. You didn’t get dressed up to die, we both know that.
— Monique Snyman, Sanguine
... Hoping like hell she was wrong about Dominic, and he was just a secretive man with a strange skin disorder.
— Isabelle Rowan, Ink
Isabelle! he called again. Let down your raven hair. Oh, my God, Clary muttered. There was something in that blood Raphael gave you, wasn't there? I'm going to kill him. He's already dead, Simon observed. He's undead. Obviously he can still die, you know, again. I'll re-kill him.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire
Now don't jerk me around. This is the Midlands. There are no vampires here, and dressing up like one doesn't make it so. You can't even tell me how he's got no marks on his neck!""Oh yes I can. It's the twenty-first century. These days we tend to clean up after ourselves.
— John    Hennessy, Murderous Little Darlings
What do you do with a master vampire that won't leave you alone? Good question. Unfortunately, what I needed was a good answer.
— Laurell K. Hamilton, The Laughing Corpse