Film spectators are quiet vampires.
She can go with us to the lab and keep Myrnin pinned down while we pull the plug, if he's not... you know, better.Define BETTER with that guy.Not all fangs and raaaaar.
No shifting in my car Blake,I don't want slobber all over my seats." Neesa
This, Alaric explained to Sarah in what he thought was a kindly voice, isn’t love you’re feeling. Only dopamine. Because Felix isn’t like anyone else you know. Being a creature of the night, he’s new...
Keep going' she told herself, 'Don't look back.' But she looked anyways.
What happens when you pray for an angel and get a vampire instead? R E Mullins
Vanity, thy name is vampire.
He was a nice guy, middle-aged, a little tired, like most doctors usually seemed to be, but he just nodded and said, Let me take a look at him. Shane?I'm not dropping my pants, Shane said. I just thou...
That's very rude, Myrnin said. I haven't brought my fangs our for some time. Not in mixed company, anyway.
Real men don’t kiss with the gentleness of a butterfly’s wing.
See? he said, with an unholy amount of glee. I hardly broke any laws at all. I should drive more often.No. Trust me, you shouldn't, Eve said. Think of all the little old people and the children.
Oliver laughed - actually laughed.I like this new Claire, he said. You should work her this hard all the time, Myrnin. She's interesting when she's forthright.Claire, possessed by the spirit of Eve, s...
You're much shorter than my mom.Brat, she said, surprised into a giggle.That's no way to talk to a vampire.Bloodsucking brat.Better he said.
You can't go around... licking things that come out of a water treatment plant. That's just... unsanitary.
My stubborn little witch, he said softly. Don’t believe for a clockwork minute that you are unlovable. If I were a mortal, a man not doomed to walk the earth as a haunted specter, I would be the first...
Did you… need something? he asked in a tight voice. I swallowed hard, my mind racing with a million things to say. The fear pricking at me, telling me I had one last chance to wimp out. To walk away....
Fangs and Kisses!
He kissed and held her like it was the last time, but then again, he always did that, because there had always been that possibility of him losing her.
A thick, intense fog was rolling in from the ocean, which created long, strange shadows to form like creatures of their own kind.
I would have made a very crappy book heroine.