Vampire Quotes

Help me,” I sobbed. “I beg you, help me.” My eyes burned, butno tears came. I had lost the basic human ability to weep. Human…Iam no longer human. “Destroy me. Take pity and send me on my way.

~ Carol Oates

He wanted it to be just right; he didn’t want to make the mistake of trying to tell her he loved her, and having the words come out confused or ending up saying something completely different. He changed into a fresh suit, checked his hair and took a few deep breaths to calm himself, before returning to Amelia’s chambers…only to find her gone. A sigh of frustration escaped him. It was so typical. He told her there was a surprise for her, she was excited, and he was about to confess that he loved her…of course it was only natural for her to ruin it by running off. It was so typically Amelia.

~ Elaine White

He had never cared if his victims lived or died once he was through with them. But not her. He couldn’t allow her to die. The moment he felt that small flutter of her heart, ready to give way to his hunger, he had stopped and gazed down at her for long moments.

~ Elaine White

It was only that night, dreaming forbidden dreams of Laurence and the clear attraction he had already displayed towards her, that the dream was disturbed. She woke to pain, her eyes and mouth flashing open in a wordless scream as two strong fangs pierced her neck. A body lay across hers, warm and strong as she felt the life being sucked out of her. The moment he knew she was awake, Laurence had pulled back from feeding and smiled at her with a bloody grin. ‘You are mine now, Shiloh. You may never leave this house until the day I die.’ He had warned her, planting a tormenting kiss on her lips before resuming his feed.

~ Elaine White

With Angela, everything about Damian died. His hopes, his dreams, his emotions. From that day on, Trey watched with regret, and a silent prayer to his sister, who he hoped looked down upon them. He wished that Damian would rediscover his humanity. He wished that she had died happy. And he hoped that one day, Damian would learn to live again.

~ Elaine White

For a full two hours, he stood at that door, a cloud of uncertainty ruling his mind. Damian felt like his heart was about to burst. Could she love him? Was it really true?

~ Elaine White

Shiloh had become far too used to it; for all that she paid him no mind, the moment his sharp fangs pierced the skin on the inside of her thigh, her head lolled back against the seat and she closed her eyes. The feeling was still delectable even now.

~ Elaine White

With a snarling face, fangs and blood red eyes, she had lunged at him and secured her mouth to his throat before he had even had time enough to scream. It had been the most terrifying moment of his life. Only two thoughts had occupied his mind; surviving to see Angela again, and the sensation of hearing his own heart beat fade away. Amelia had fed from him for what felt like hours, but that he knew couldn’t have been very long, as Angela never came to see what had become of him. He lay in the dirt, with Amelia hunched over his limp body, with the sound of his own, failing breath in his ears and the bloodthirsty sound of someone sucking out his blood.

~ Elaine White

There was nothing to see in the room, but his brain pulled multiple vivid memories to the forefront of his mind. Entering the house as husband and wife, with Angela holding onto his arm. The night his father died in the downstairs bedroom while he was helpless to do anything but watch from the window; an outsider. Long years of being Angela’s Peter Pan before that boy had ever existed, flitting in and out of her window, and her life. Watching the woman he loved grow old and live a life without him by night, then babysitting her killer by day. It was impossible for him to see Amelia as anything else in those early days. The days before he loved her.

~ Elaine White

You don’t have a monopoly on pain or loss. It’s a level playing field—we all lose—we all grieve. It’s what remains afterwards that defines us. Guilt is the poison we pump into our own veins. It’s self-inflicted torture.

~ R. W. Patterson

Rest in peace? Please, God, no. Haunt me, Sofia. You said you'd haunt me.

~ Helen Maryles Shankman

Wearing an antique bridal gown, the beautiful queen of the vampires sits all alone in her dark, high house under the eyes of the portraits of her demented and atrocious ancestors, each one of whom, through her, projects a baleful posthumous existence; she counts out the Tarot cards, ceaselessly construing a constellation of possibilities as if the random fall of the cards on the red plush tablecloth before her could precipitate her from her chill, shuttered room into a country of perpetual summer and obliterate the perennial sadness of a girl who is both death and the maiden.

~ Angela Carter

People says it gets easier. People are stupid.-Vlad

~ Heather Brewer

. . . a wind howling began, which seemed to form all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.

~ Bram Stoker

Eternity is a long time to spend alone, without others of your kind.

~ Cassandra Clare

She raised a sharp eyebrow at him. Vlad, no offense, but look at you. If you're not a vampire, you're clearly the most anemic goth I've ever seen.... We believed you. Because that's what friends do.pg267 October to Vlad

~ Heather Brewer

Aleks opened his mouth to reassure his friend when he heard something that chilled him to the bone.“Aleksander Aaron Arkadion! What in the hell is wrong with you! Why are you dragging that mangled corpse through town? You traumatized an entire first-grade class on a field trip to the town center,” Ma said, striding up to them pointing down to the body that Aleks still had a hold of.He looked down at the ankle he was holding.“Fuck my life.” Aleks looked behind his ma at the trail of blood heading back to the ice cream parlor.Liam laughed, his arms wrapped around his waist holding his sides.

~ Alanea Alder

As a human I'm complex, as a human I don't have limits, but the book have it's own limits. All the time something good happens?? But why people don't continue to live in horror??It satisfies me, to see how people suck blood it's a symptom that you are watching a vampire... But it's to far isn't it??Sometimes to dream, how you dream and how you wake up in the dream and you wake up from that dream... wow that's awesome!?

~ Deyth Banger

You know,” he said, “this is why I love you so much.”Her tone was heartbreakingly warm. “What do you mean?”You don’t ask me to go inside because it’s cold. You just want to make it easier for me to be where I want to stand.

~ J.r. Ward

His debtors always assumed he'd demand their firstborn. Like I'm fucking Rumpelstiltskin? What would Lothaire do with countless squalling babes? Raise them in a kennel?

~ Kresley Cole

Have you ever met someone for the first time, but in your heart you feel as if you’ve met them before?

~ Joanne Kenrick

He wasn't that good looking, he had the social skills of a wet cat and the patience of a caffeinated hummingbird

~ Karen Chance

As the Brotherhood got down to business, he found himself putting his hand on the dog’s big head and stroking the soft fur…playing with an ear…dipping down and finding the long waves that flowed from the animal’s broad, strong chest.Not that any of that meant he was keeping the the animal, of course.It just felt nice, was all.

~ J.r. Ward

Don't get pissy with me leech. With a glare, Carrow pressed her print to his torque. Even tapped out, I can still do a love spell to make you fall in love--with the sun.

~ Kresley Cole

His gaze swept her head to toe. “You’re wearing my colors, love.” He stalked forward and leaned down to brush her cheek with a kiss. “Soon you’ll be wearing me,” he whispered for her ears only.

~ Rebecca Zanetti

His tone dripping condescension, Lothaire crooned, “Ah children, it’s not yet story time.” He closed his eyes and turned away, saying over his shoulder, “To anyone who contemplates even nearing me while I sleep: I will garrote you with your own viscera.

~ Kresley Cole

He sat up, going still. “Am I wearing a wife-beater, Lizvetta?” He gaped down. “Oh, come on!”Lothaire

~ Kresley Cole

I’m more than twisted. I’m the worst kind of vampire… But you’re the one who’s craving me, so what does that make you?

~ Lindsay J. Pryor

He can learn things about me through your blood. Can learn about my sister! She briefly covered her mouth. He can see everything we've done! I don't want that leech to know what we do in private.Lothaire strolled up, making a scoffing sound. As if I don't watch you two live from a distance.

~ Kresley Cole

I give you a week, maybe two, before you're driven to bite someone.I don't know how to... to bite or drink! But you could teach me.And what could you possibly do in return? Lothaire waved a negligent hand. Play football for me? Break in my jeans really well?

~ Kresley Cole

Lot

~ Kresley Cole

Lothaire briefly gazed heavenward. Chase is clearly a reluctant sharer. Which should incite her curiosity about what's going on in his head. She's a disgustingly self-righteous Valkyrie, filled with the need to fix things, to right wrongs. If anything needed fixing ... He waved a hand to indicate Declan from head to toe. As wrong as he can be.

~ Kresley Cole

She silenced him with her mouth, then pulled back. You can't change what I think of you.He reached up and brushed her lower lip with his thumb.If you truly knew me, everything you believe would change.Your heart would be the same. And that is what I love.

~ J.r. Ward

She touched something deep in his soul. He didn't believe in love at first sight, but the thought of hurting her made his chest ache.

~ Jodie B. Cooper

Would you dare to walk with the beast on the dark side of the moon?

~ Demetri Daskova

I looked at Adrian’s eyes, beautiful, mesmerizing. Not human. I didn’t feellonely at all. “You’ll take me places?” I asked. His answer was important, eventhough my decision was already made.“You can’t imagine where we’ll go.” He said, sincerely.

~ Amy Lane

Green heard her voice, murmuring,and Adrian’s, murmuring back. Something inside of him made an actualglass-cracking noise—and before he could convince himself that that it washis imagination, Blissa and three of the other nymphs danced through thehallway and into the living room.“We heard that.” Blissa said, sweetly.“Heard what?” He asked, genuinely surprised.“Heard your heart breaking.” Said Grace.

~ Amy Lane

No shifting in my car Blake,I don't want slobber all over my seats. Neesa

~ C.t. Todd

Surrender your expectations. Surrender your doubts. Surrender your fears. Surrender your strengths. Surrender your anger. Surrender your control.

~ Yasmine Galenorn

I blew through her like baby’s breath through a dandelion, and my soulleft its mark on hers. Forever. In one night, I’d bound her too me for as longas she lived, and I had no words to tell her.When I woke the next night, to see her there, above me, the relief radiatingfrom every line of her body, I thought it was more of a miracle than myfirst rising.

~ Amy Lane