I might have to drink the blood of animals to stay alive, but I would never feast on one of my own kind, no matter what Mr.Crepsley said, or hows much my belly growled.
Doubt finds its way into all men's hearts.
Destiny's what you make of it. You have to face whatever life throws at you.
But when Tel Hasani wasn't looking, he cast a worried eye over the snake, just incase there were any family resemblances.
First of all, he said, with a sly smile, we have to kill you!
You didn't want to die. Most mortals don't, even if they find themselves in as desolate and soul-destroying a spot as you. Almost all of those who take their own lives wish at the last moment that the...
Wi-Fi is a blessing from the gods.
Por lo menos estaba siendo honesto. Como ya he dicho, siempre prefiero la verdad –por desagradable que ésta pueda ser— a una mentira. Con la verdad, uno sabe el terreno que pisa.
Nobody had promised as much as the representives of the short man with the silly-looking moustache, p20
No, I said softly. You have to give it to me. You have to use it on Steve. He's dying. You can't let him die.I most certainly can.
Look at me! I roar. Do you think you'll be the first I've killed today? I wasn't a murderer, but you changed me. I'm a monster now. And I'm hungry. Meera! Anotoine whines. Prae! Please, I beg you. You...
It's a bit like the feeling I get when I'm standing on a cliff or high building, looking down at a suicidal drop. I start thinking about what would happen if I stepped off, the rush of the fall, the s...
Indecision is the source of chaos. - Paris Skyle(Allies of the Night)
For a long time that's all I could do, howl and scream and cry like the wild animal of the night that I'd become.
Ever hear of the phrase, Banging you're head on a brick wall?Ah, but you forget, Darren, vampires can break brick walls with their heads.
But stories don't end. They continue as long as you're alive. You just have to get on with things. Turn the page, start a new chapter, find out what's in store for you next, and keep your fingers cros...
But I don't think Art's an Einstein - he likes tugging ears, biting people and burping too much to be a genius.
Better to die for my people in my own land than rule in another and suffer a lifetime of cowardly guilt.
Your spikes have gone floppy,
What are you doing?Looking for my fangs.We don't grow fangs you idiot!