Quotes About Vampire

Never thought I'd see the day when you'd throw your arms around a vam - someone like me

Keith was just bringing the glass to his lips when Adrian said, "Mmm. O positive, my favourite." Keith sprayed out the wine he'd just drunk and promptly started coughing. I was relieved that none got on me. Jill burst into giggles, and Clarence stared at his glass wonderingly. "Is it? I thought it was a Cabernet Sauvignon." "So it is," said Adrian, straight-faced. "My mistake.

You made good time," I said by way of greeting. "Did Belikov bend the rules of time and space to get here so fast? He can do that, right?

I think Adrian really likes you. Like, in a wanting-to-be-serious way." "Nope. He likes me in a wanting-to-get-the-clothes-off-the-cute-dhampir way.

Strigoi or not, I didn't trust him. He was a jerk, and I silently screamed at Lissa to get out of there, not that my screaming did much good. Stupid one-way bond.

That makes sense," Adrian said "It does?" He glanced at me, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "Yes, little dhampire. Sometimes you make sense. Go on.

Her last boyfriend had been homicidal and her current one was oblivious to the fact that she was a vampire.

We should've brought him a silver stake," Dimitri said. "I'm surprised Eddie hasn't taught him already.

I gave him the same ferocious look I'd given Dimitri. This time, it worked. Mason's face paled. "Belikov is a sick, evil man who should be thrown into a pit of rabid vipers for the great offense he committed against you this morning." "Thank you." I said primly. Mead, Richelle (2008-04-10). Frostbite: A Vampire Academy Novel (p. 46). Penguin Young Readers Group. Kindle Edition.

After four hundred and ninety-three years of teleporting from one place to another, Angus Mackay still felt an urge to peek under his kilt to ensure everything had arrived in fine working condition. There were some areas where a man, vampire or not, would hate to find himself shortchanged.

She smiled. You're looking hot, dude. Gregori strutted toward the door. I'm too sexy for my cape, too sexy for my fangs. Too sexy. He whirled in a circle, then struck a disco pose with a hand pointing at the ceiling. Too sexy! He left with a flourish of his cape. Shanna grinned. I think he enjoys being a vampire.

Jack zoomed into the clearing at vampire speed. His eyes widened at the sight of Phineas and Brynley hovering twelve feet in the air. "I heard a gunshot. Are you all right?" "Dagnabbit! Another alien!" Digger bellowed. "Where?" Jack glanced behind him, then gasped when Digger shifted back into a bear and charged. He levitated, too. "Merda! Now I see why you're floating.

He assaulted the man with a psychic wave. You are a cockroach. In his inebraited state, Cody had no resistance at all to a vampire mind control. He fell to the floor and scurried around the foyer on all fours. I am a cockroach he muttered in a squeaky voice. Hmm, about time you figured that one out, Fidelia steped back as he brushed against her long skirt.

Gregori leaned forward. Can you believe it? We're all a bunch of mutants! Just like the Ninja Turtles. Angus blinked. We - we're like... turtles? Gregori burst out lauging. Ian shook his head, grinning. Connor snorted. Nay. We have vampire DNA. No turtles.

Digger motioned to Zoltan. "What about that one? He has funny eyes. Could be an alien." "He's Zoltan, a vampire like me," Phineas explained. "Are you sure? Zoltan sounds like an alien planet.

I can't date a man who has survived for centuries by biting women and sucking their blood." — Heather "I bet he gives one hell of a hickey." — Fidelia

Ta-da! The man whipped open his coat. Shit! He wasn't wearing any clothes at all. She grimaced. Just her luck to go vampire hunting and find a flasher.

A series of howls and war cries echoed through the camp....The werewolves and Japanese had attacked. -pg.353 Forbidden Nights with a Vampire Kerrelyn Sparks

You're a vampire?" Shanna's eyes widened. "No. I'm the same as I ever was." "Oh, thank God." Caitlyn pressed a hand to her chest and collapsed onto the chair. "You scared me to death." Shanna smiled. "Relax, sweetie. I'm not a vampire." She patted her arm. "My husband is.

Right. I can see it now. Merry Christmas, everybody! And by the way, did I tell you I'm a vampire? No need to pass the gravy, just bare your neck-

The poor lass had been wounded and banished from heaven, threatened by a demon, and groped by a vampire, all in one night.

She was a freaking princess. And he was a poor Vamp from the Bronx. If he laid a finger on her, she'd probably bite it off. Hell, she'd chew all ten of his digits down to mere stubs, and then her father would sic a pack of werewolves on him to rip apart the rest of this body.

An evil vampire would not have such a black pit of pain and remorse hidden in his heart. He wouldn't know the meaning of remorse.

I'm too sexy for my cape, too sexy for my fangs. Too sexy