Suppose every photo of me ever taken was an infinitesimal piece? Every magazine ad, every negative, every frame of motion picture film – another tiny molecule of me, stolen away to feed an audience that...

Silly me, thinking you actually had potential. I thought, Finally, she’s realized she’s a vampire. Now we’re getting somewhere. But now you’re just a big fluffy bunny with sharp teeth.

She’s my kitten, and no one else’s.

Carol, a swing-shift cocktail waitress in the Bird of Paradise’s show lounge had gotten home (guesswork, here) around 2:15 – 2:30, poured herself a glass of milk, and had opened the back door of the...

Well, if pirates are bad,And vampires are worse,Then I pray that as long as I beThat though I sing of VampiratesI never one shall see.Yea, if pirates are dangerAnd vampires are death,I’ll extend my prayer...

I will bathe in your warmth ma petite. Roll you around me until my heart beats only for you. My breath will grow warm from your kiss.

He’s waiting for yu, young queen.’Shocked, I stared at Seoras. ‘Heath?’The Warrior’s look was wise and understanding – his voice gentle. ‘Aye, yur Heath probably does await you somewhere in the future, but it is...

Maybe he thinks he can rescue me? No one is that stupid.

That is what the taste of blood does. It takes away the gap between thought and action.To think is to do. There is no unlived life inside you as the air speeds past your body,...

Max raised the mallet. He stared into her face and wished he could say he was sorry, that he didn’t want to do it. When he slammed the mallet down, with an echoing bang, he...

Well he didn’t treat my mother very well. He did some horrible things.””Like…” I hesitated. “Blood-whore things?””Like beating-her-up kinds of things” he replied flatly.”Oh God,” I said “That’s horrible. And she…she just let it happen?””She...

This is not a white and black business we are in. There are messy shades of crimson haunting us in everything we do.

Sorry, pigtails, but subtlety isn’t an option anymore.

You think your children are better than mine? Ha! When yours were out playing with gold, mine were out fighting for survival. You taught your children to roll in money when I taught mine what...

I never meant it,” he was saying. “Never meant it to happen. Can’t stand it,seeing her suffer. Must do something, do something… What do I do? What can I do…?

He was breathtaking. There was simply no other way to describe him. Her eyes started with his long, black hair before slowly perusing every inch of him. He was dressed in a white shirt and...

If an angel could admit she was wrong about a vampire, maybe there was hope forthe werepanthers in East Hampton after all.

IT IS SAID that time is unrelated to everything else. It goes on and on, unnoticing of our actions, our falls, our triumphs. Who’s to care then, if time does not remember us? It flies...

This is not written for the young or the light of heart, not for the tranquil species of men whose souls are content with the simple pleasures of family, church, or profession. Rather, I write...

I’m not trying to fix you. I don’t think you’re broken.”- Damian (Marked Book #1) page 266

Should we put out the light? And then put out the light. But once put out thy light, I cannot give it vital breath again. It needs must wither.

Believe this,” he whispered, and kissed her with the sharp, sleek kiss, the silver kiss, so swift and true, and razor sharp, and her warmth was flowing into him.

Lucius shrugged. “Perhaps in time you will find it useful.””Sure. I’ll keep it on my shelf right next to The Idiot’s Guide to Becoming a Mythical Creature.”Lucius actually laughed. “Very funny. I didn’t know you...

Stop wiggling – you’ll move when I move you.

My dreams were always the same I could see myself laughing . I was standing somewhere in a forest a raindrop rolled down a branch and fell on my nose . My hair was a...

V had a passing thought that she used the word “anyway” like an eraser on a crowded chalkboard. She said it whenever she needed to clear off the things she’d just shared to make room...

I swear, talking to you is like talking to a really good-looking and mildly stupid brick wall.

Such a pretty child, in such an ugly place. Tell me, do you thinkyour dear husband would mind if I stole a kiss from the bride?”Kicking him in the shin, I spun, making him release...

And then I got what she was saying. In the paranormal world, everyone was your enemy.

Since I can’t turn into a bat and fly, I’ll still need my bus pass

As if Spade’s chivalry would allow him to do anything to a woman. The harshest punishment she could imagine him dishing out to Cat would be refusing to open a door for her.

To anyone who contemplates even nearing me while I sleep: I will garrote you with your own viscera.

Welcome to the world.

I sounded like Horton the Elephant. “A person is a person no matter how small.” What the hell was I doing standing in the middle of a cave, in the dark, surrounded by wererats, quoting...

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

Ivy turned. ‘He bit you on the neck?’ she said, deadpan serious but for her eyes. ‘Oh, then it’s got to be love. She won’t let me bite her neck.

That’s rich, coming from you, Hellcat, I would’ve thought it was impossible for a Vampire to get grey hairs until I met you! (Alexander)

I don’t understand how meat like you survived to adulthood.

Adrian, is this some kind of joke?

Being kidnapped and abused by the undead was worse than calculus, but not by a wide margin.

Mrs. Pott’s beady black eyes narrowed,”Do you know how many glass slippers I have to stitch when I get home? There’s a Mad Hatter serenading a toaster as we speak. There could be mayhem wreaking...

Life’s a bitch and then you die and death’s a bitch too. Only my life was lovely and I miss it so much.

He was a nice guy, middle-aged, a little tired, like most doctors usually seemed to be, but he just nodded and said, “Let me take a look at him. Shane?””I’m not dropping my pants,” Shane...

She would never know she was still alive because of me.

Yes, I’m hungry. Horny, too! The thought of feeding from you is a most delectable idea and it’s playing havoc with my brain as well as other parts of my body.”He sat up and scooted...

It was darker in the tower than any place Devnee had ever been. The dark had textures, some velvet, some satin. The dark shifted positions.The dark continued to breathe. The breath of the tower lifted...

So you want me to go to a human orgy, where I will not be welcome, and you want us to leave before I get to enjoy myself? ~Eric Northman

He’s not feeling well,” Clary said, catching at Simon’s wrist. “We’re going.””No,” Simon said. “No, I — I need to talk to him. To the Inquisitor.”Robert reached into his jacket and drew out a crucifix....

I was feeling fear. Not a wild, mortal fear, but something cold like a hook in my side.

Vampires aren’t real.