She's my kitten, and no one else's.
Would you mind repeating that? I'm afraid I might have lost my wits altogether and just hallucinated what I've longed to hear.
You can run from the grave, but you can't hide.
Ask me if I sparkle and I’ll kill you where you stand.” (Bones)
You see, you don’t want me to love you. You want the version you’ve made up. The knight, even though I’m the dragon and I always will be.
If you run from me, I will chase you, and I'll find you.
You should be afraid. Very afraid. Before, I told you if you wanted to end things between us, I would let you go, but, Leila"--his voice deepened--"I lied.
Kitten, your hands are heaven and your eyes are my home.
If I die, I will wait for you, do you understand? No matter how long. I will watch from beyond to make sure you live every year you have to its fullest, and then we’ll have so much to talk about when I see you again… (Bones)
Slumber party with Dracula, all things considerd why not?
Bath toys are reserved only for the oldest, more lethal vampires.
The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres to Cat
I think we need to have a little talk, woman to skank.
Your mom can't hate a whole country because of one person!
He leaned over and kissed me. A long, deep kiss filled with promise and passion. I loved the way he kissed me. Like he was drinking in the taste of me and still coming back thirsty.
Survival first, then heartbreak.
Where are you, bloodsuckers? Here, fangy, fangy, fangy...
Lucifer’s hairy ball sack! You’ve become a morlock.
I have been stabbed, shot, burned, bitten, beaten unconscious too many times to count, and even staked. None of those held a candle to the pain I felt at seeing his mouth on hers.
I know you think I was pressured into binding myself with you before, but that's not true,I always intended to marry you, kitten.
If you were Catholic, you'd singe the ears of the priest you confessed to.
Wouldn’t that make a charming epitaph? Here lies Cat. Killed not by fang, but Ferragamos.
If anyone's under a spell, Justina, it's me. Your daughter put one on me five years ago, and I haven't broken free of it yet. Oh, and you'll be delighted to know, we've decided to resume our relationship. Don't bother with congratulations—trust me, your expression is congratulations enough.
Since you and Crispin are now finished and I have a few hours to kill, how about that shag?” he asked with heavy irony. “Bite me,” I sighed, gathering up the pages. He winked. “Of course. My second-favorite thing to do in bed.
How can you stand touching her?” my sister blurted, staring at our clasped hands. “Doesn’t that hurt?” I seized on the change of topic. “These gloves are specialized rubber. They block the current.” Gretchen’s gaze traveled over Vlad, disbelief still stamped on her features. “Yeah, but how do you two do anything else, unless he has a special, currentrepelling glove for his—” “Gretchen!” my father cut her off. My cheeks felt hot. Don’t say a word, I thought to Vlad, seeing his chest tremble with suppressed laughter. “He has a natural immunity,” I gritted out.
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