Quotes About Blood

Eloy turned to her, his lip curling when he saw her face, but I hadn't won anything in our verbal pissing match. "Can we please have some blood?" Winona awkwardly flipped him off with her thick fingers, and I almost applauded.

Look at yourself right now. You're half dead from blood loss, and you're out shopping. These disguises look great, but that's all they are: thin sheets of maybe standing between you and trouble.

The Weres would track us from there. I'm surprised they haven't found us already. I can't believe you bit her. We have four Were packs scenting for our blood, and you think now is a good time to change your relationship?

My body worked so well that eventually all things everywhere were swallowed and digested by me. I grew so large that I ate the world, and all the blood in the world is mine. What am I? You know, even though you are like everything else, and see me from the inside. I am the market.

Og kjærligheten blev verdens ophav og verdens hersker, men alle dens veier er fulle av blomster og blod, blomster og blod.

Love is God's first word, the first thought that sailed through his mind. When he said: Let there by light! there was love. And he was well-pleased with what he had made, nor did he wish any of it unmade. And love was the world's origin and the world's ruler; but all its ways are filled with flowers and blood, flowers and blood.

And love was creation's source,creation's ruler; but all love's ways are strewn with blossoms and blood, blossoms and blood.

The whisper of the blood and the pleading of the bone marrow.

Y el amor fue el origen del mundo, el maestro del mundo. Mas todos sus caminos están llenos de flores y de sangre, de sangre y de flores.

Å de hadde begge hat rædsel for følgerne, javel, og de hadde like så idelig fornyet rædslerne. Nei det var ikke sport og væddemål, det var murring i blodet, nødvendig dumhet og dårskap efter verdens ældste mønster, kanske også noget gyldent, kanske kjærlighet, de tkunde være så mange ting tilsammen.

And love became the world's origin and the world's ruler, yet littered its path is with flowers and blood, flowers and blood.

Finally the vampire released him with another groan, sitting back on his haunches. Your blood is steeped in power. Running his tongue over a fang, he said, Among other things. I believe I might be high. But I like it.

We'll play tomorrow. Besides, isn't it time for my cup of dinner? I am not your blood gofer. Suck my dick, Vampirellie-suck it. (Ellie and Regin, Lothaire, IAD #12)

Lothaire to Trehan: "You are related to me by blood and, like me, are a Dacian royal." "So?" "So that means your ridiculous behavior reflects "upon me." "What are you talking about? My ridiculous behavior?I've done nothing to warrant this summoning, Lothaire. I keep to my library—and to myself. "Exactly. You sit in your room and stroke off to memories of your Bride.

It's a sweet setup, I'll admit. For all that the maids STILL show up each day with jumbo crucifixes, jumpy movements, and red eyes from crying over the short straw that drew them vampire duty.' Yesterday, she'd just stopped herself from raising her clenched hands above her head and chasing one of them around the room groaning, 'I vant to suck your blood.

Naturally, the first time Garreth encountered his mate—the one he'd awaited so long—she'd seen him calling his competitors pussies and playing by dirty rules. He was shirtless, well on his way to being drunk, and filthy with blood and mud. He wasn't even wearing shoes. And it probably appeared as if he'd been about to take part in an orgy.

Until someone invented a fang condom, she'd continue stealing from the blood bank.

Hatred made me rise. Hatred forced one foot in front of the other as I staggered away from the graves. With each step, blood dripped from my ragged fingers, dotting a trail across the vast black gravestone. A tether from me to Jack.

We all have our curses. The people of my blood are cursed to love only once. You're cursed never to touch any but one. And Evie? She's cursed to love us both. She really does, you know.

Your blood's black. It's like mine. I'll always be inside you.

How do I . . . how does my blood compare to others?" "It's amazing.

Explain how you can be so sure. The first time blood touched my tongue, I knew I was a blood-drinker forever. I didn't need to date Blood for a few months and then move in with Blood and meet Blood's family to be sure. Yes, but that's instinct. Exactly. Don't you trust yours?

Lothaire traced in front of her, clenching his fists so hard blood began to drip from them. "The sorceress had a dozen Wendigo guards that I defeated." "I don't know what a Wendigo is. Could be a Lore bunny. But it sounds like you consider that feat a big deal.

Possessive? As if I'd want you for my own. I'd kind of wanted you for my own. I want someone for my own! You're just a blood bag in a big-dicked package. Who didn't last long enough to get me off.