Quotes About Vampire

Never enter the home of a vampire of your own free will. It gives him power over you.

I will admit, I prefer to be the one to care for you, but I want you to know that you are capable of standing on your own two feet always. The vampire took that from you, but I intend to give it back to you. You are not without your own power, Elisabeta. You will learn, with time, to believe in yourself. To know you're strong. I want that for you.

There is no honor in defeating the vampire. it is merely a job, Kirja. Well you know the truth of that. Whether it takes one hunter or ten makes no difference. We mete out justice according to the law.

I guess it would be too much to ask to let Savannah bite my neck." Gary made an attempt at humor. He was rubbing his neck, every Dracula movie he had ever seen going through his mind. A low growl rumbling in Gregori's throat was his answer.

Who dared to do this?" he demanded. "Vampire hunters who have fallen, ironically enough, in league with a vampire," Gregori answered.

Come, Raven. We must leave now." Andre snapped his fingers, holding out his hand. The vampire's face was flushed with fresh blood. The glow of evil was in his eyes; his mouth twisted with cruelty. You cannot allow him to touch you. Mikhail's dictating was grating on already raw nerves. I am not stupid.

And the next evening, when she returns from her life in the daylight, he confesses: I did a lot of thinking today. I can't really be around you...because when I am...all I can think about is how badly I want to kiss you— Unable to conquer his passions, he does kiss her, fiercely, until, bloodlust upon him, he pulls back and reveals his true face: He is her enemy. He is a vampire.

Chalmers, thanks to Baudelaire, knew all about Taffreuse Juive, opium, absinthe, negresses, Lesbos and the metamorphoses of the vampire ... Needless to say, Chalmers and myself were both virgins, in every possible meaning of the word.

Chapter 8, Dinner With the Vampire: Is there something wrong with your food? No, I'm just not very hungry. You're going to break my heart, aren't you?

One time you take a hundred thousand dollars and let a vampire go, the whole world turns on you like you're some kind of bad guy.

This is fucking magic, she thought. This isn't some story out of one of Tommy's books. This isn't something you can experiment with in the bathroom. This is not natural, and whatever I am, it isn't natural. A vampire is magic, not science.

And then I see that the old vampyre is charred like Wile E. Coyote after a bad rocket shoes test.

Tommy had been dealing with more than a few adjustments since he'd come west from his hometown of Incontinence, Indiana—not the least of which had been finding a girlfriend, who, while smart, sexy, and quick-witted, drank his blood and tended to fall unconscious at the exact moment of sunrise.

I am a vampire, I say softly. And you have pissed me off.

I am a vampire. Blood does not bother me.

He shrugs as he slowly collects himself. "I guess there was a part of me that kept hoping you would rise from the dead. Like a normal vampire.

The abbey was vampire heaven.

Poppy: Um, can we cross running water? James: Sure. And we can walk into people's homes without being invited, and roll in garlic if we don't mind losing friends.

Yes she met with a slight accident involving a stake." Ash said "funny how that happens sometimes...

Listen to me, Jez. There's no reason for you to die-" Wood...poison." No it isn't! Not to humans. And you're half human. You're vampire enough to survie something that would kill a human, but you're human enough not to be poisoned by wood.

You're Giving me a...stick" MaryL to a very dangerious vampire

She bit delicately down on a breadstick, holding it between her teeth.. "Mind if I have a Bite" Shock snapped her eyes wide open and froze her breath..dark eyes dominating her field of vision, a whiff of some kind of calogne in her nostrils, two long fingers tilting her chin up. Damon leaned in, and neatly and precisely, bit off the other end of the bread stick.

Damon knew the truth. Stefan was dead all right - but he had been dead for hundreds of years. And it was true that he was a vampire, but calling him a demon was like calling Tinkerbell armed and dangerous.

Damon: Is it working? Being in her world? Does it make you feel alive?