Quotes About Vampire

How did your day go?" "I got some head. It was vamp, but still." I stared at her. Kate was the last person I would have expected to make that joke. Well, someone had loosened up since mating. "That good, huh." "Yup.

It is a basic rule of any galactic warfare. Never get into a land war with a vampire. Especially during the Feudal period.

hated each other so much their feud had become legendary. Half the jokes in the galaxy started with "a vampire and an otrokar walk into a bar….

Where is your . . . significant other? He's around. He was never too far. Why, are you worried he'll find out about this romantic rendezvous? The vampire froze for a second. What? You're meeting me in secret on a lonely street in the middle of the night . . . Ghastek's voice was so sharp, if it were a knife, I would've been sliced to ribbons. I find your attempts at humor greatly distressing. Hee-hee. I assure you, this is strictly business. Sure it is, sweet cheeks.

I took a couple of forms from my desk, put them into the vamp's mouth, and pulled them up by their edges. "What are you doing?" Ghastek asked. "My hole puncher broke." "You have no respect for the undead." I sighed, examining the ragged tears in the forms. "It's a personal failing. Have you thought of anything, or can I be on my way?

You don't cause problems. An unpiloted vampire causes problems. You cause catastrophes.

All Maud had was an ability to read people and an innate understanding of violence and its degrees and uses. Within seconds of meeting an opponent, she knew exactly how to provoke or calm them and how much force she would have to use to stop, cripple, or kill them. Person or animal, Maud could take its measure and push them to the desired result. That's what made her so good at navigating vampire politics.

Human women, like vampire women, come in all varieties. For example, I don't like violence, but I will kill to protect my family and my guests.

The entire armor collapsed with a deafening crunch, locking the vampire into a rigid straitjacket. Every vampire in the Lodge winced. Maud did too. "Nice," the werewolf said. "If one is going to wear armor, one must properly maintain it.

The Marshal scooped up the dead vampire's hammer and brained the last remaining raider with it. Maud remembered to breathe. The Marshal sprinted to the shuttle. Sparring with him would be amazing. She could go all out without holding back.

Please relay a message to Ghastek for me, I said. Your way isn't working. Let me help. The vampire dutifully repeated the words. He says 'The situation is under control.' Tell him, no, it's not. You can't contain it now. What happens when the metamorphosis is complete? He says, 'Your concern is duly noted.' Argh. Asshole. The undead opened his mouth and paused as the navigator caught himself. Should I . . . ? No, another navigator told him. You shouldn't.

I stared at him. He didn't look fazed. It took me a full ten seconds to realize he couldn't see my psycho stare through the vampire's eyes. Nice going there, champ.

My lady, the vampire said in a deep, resonant voice. I've come for my uncle. May I have your permission to enter?

Because I'm a woman? I asked quietly. Because you will be the only person in the fight who hasn't been trained as a killer. I have seen my mother and my grandmother on the battlefield. Any vampire with half a mind knows better than to stand between a woman and her chosen target. When a man takes up arms, he does so for many reasons. Sometimes to punish, sometimes to intimidate or frighten. But when a woman picks up a weapon, she means to kill. So please do not take this as an insult.

My all-time favorite movie ever is definitely the 'Twilight' series.

'Twilight' is a breathlessly addictive read with a love story that sucks people in.

You want something to drink?" – Nick "Human blood would be fabulous. But since I doubt you're donating, let me suffer for a minute longer." – Caleb

With a rasping cough, the vampire shakes its head. "It was you who called us. All of you, with your war. The roar of your cannons shook us from our quiet graves.

One of my favorite vampire movies is 'Nosferatu,' which has a palpable sense of dread that's a pre-war dread.

What mysteries we are, human, vampire, monster, mortal, that we can love and hate simultaneously, and that emotions of all sorts might not parade for what they are not.

Blood Life is not hunger. It's freedom

I am the vampire at my own veins.

I'm the vampire of my own heart— One of those utter derelicts Condemned to eternal laughter, But who can no longer smile!

Tu n'es pas digne qu'on t'enlève A ton esclavage maudit, Imbécile! – de son empire Si nos efforts te délivraient, Tes baiser ressusciteraient Le cadavre de ton vampire!