“The blood is the life!”

— Bram Stoker, Share via Whatsapp

“Believe this, Bitch.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton, Circus of the Damned, Share via Whatsapp

“You’re candy to her. Something sweet, but nonessential.”

— Heather McVea, Becoming Forever, Share via Whatsapp

“If you knew what I was, Ash, you would not like me either.”

— C.V. Hunt, Endlessly, Share via Whatsapp

“«Tranquillo, è solo l’inizio. Cerca di non morire subito, capito? Siamo qui per divertirci, giusto?»”

— Andrea Bindella, Un Nuovo Nemico, Share via Whatsapp

“Mom. I have something to tell you. I’m undead. Now, I know you may have some preconceived notions about the undead. I know you may not be comfortable with the idea of me being undead. But I’m here to tell you that undead are just like you and me … well, okay. Possibly more like me than you.”

— Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes, Share via Whatsapp

“I’d said it before and meant it: Alive or undead, the love of my life was a badass.”

— Richelle Mead, Blood Promise, Share via Whatsapp

“Ha, I said. Oh, ha-ha. Yeah, ’cause they love me. You see how many vampires are up here? Zero, right? One, said Eric, stepping out of the stairwell.”

— Charlaine Harris, All Together Dead, Share via Whatsapp

“Don t stop there. I suppose there are also, what, vampires and werewolves and zombies? Of course there are. Although you mostly find zombies farther south, where the voudun priests are. What about mummies? Do they only hang around Egypt? Don t be ridiculous. No one believes in mummies.”

— Cassandra Clare, City of Bones, Share via Whatsapp

“The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms.”

— Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy, Share via Whatsapp

“Alone. Yes, that s the key word, the most awful word in the English tongue. Murder doesn t hold a candle to it and hell is only a poor synonym.”

— Stephen King, Share via Whatsapp

“There s nothing worse than waiting and not knowing what ll happen to you. Your own imagination can be crueler than any captor.”

— Richelle Mead, Frostbite, Share via Whatsapp

“The sweetest part of being a couple is sharing your life with someone else. But my life, evidently, had not been good enough to share.”

— Charlaine Harris, Club Dead, Share via Whatsapp

“what s your name? what? i asked, squinting at the light. your name. I reconized Dr. Olendzki peering over me. you know my name. I want you to tell me. Rose. Rose Hathaway. Do you know your birthday? Of course I do. Why are you asking me such stupid things? Did you lose my records? Dr. Olendzki gave an exasperated sigh and walked off, taking the annoying light with her. I think she s fine,”

— Richelle Mead, Frostbite, Share via Whatsapp

“Not into older guys, huh? asked Adrian once we were alone. You re imagining things, I said. Clearly, my stunning beauty has clouded your mind.”

— Richelle Mead, Frostbite, Share via Whatsapp

“Wow. I hadn t thought Dimitri could be any cooler, but I was wrong. You beat up your dad. I mean, that s really horrible...what happened. But, wow. You really are a god. He blinked. What? Uh, nothing.”

— Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy, Share via Whatsapp

“Mama, Mama, help me get home I m out in the woods, I am out on my own. I found me a werewolf, a nasty old mutt It showed me its teeth and went straight for my gut. Mama, Mama, help me get home I m out in the woods, I am out on my own. I was stopped by a vampire, a rotting old wreck It showed me its teeth and went straight for my neck. Mama, Mama, put me to bed I won t make it home, I m already half-dead. I met an Invalid, and fell for his art He showed me his smile, and went straight for my heart. -From A Child s Walk Home, Nursery Rhymes and Folk Tales”

— Lauren Oliver, Delirium, Share via Whatsapp