Vampire Romance Quotes - Page 2

Alone in the dark all we have are the supernal lights in each others eyes left to illuminate the room, the only sound our breathing.

Poppet

Kin is a shortened term for kinetic. Kinetic means to move. All that moves is your kin

Poppet

A shade slinks over me and I'm caught off guard when he leans down, placing a blossom in my cleavage, his face shadowed and secretive.

Poppet

It shatters the game, exposing the players

Poppet

Strong isn't about not being afraid, Caitlin. It's about facing what you're scared of.

Lindsay J. Pryor

You need me, Kane. Maybe even more than I need you.

Lindsay J. Pryor

Now more than ever I wish I had a cup of oblivion. But there is no mercy for the people who have left the darkness for the light. The darkness lingers until you stand naked in the light and let it fill you up, in every corner of your soul.

Poppet

He puts his arm around me, the lights dancing on his dark skin constantly skipping across to mine, planting a myriad of emotions into each pore as if preparing my heart for tilling.

Poppet

Like opium, nerve annihilation stretches up my veins to pump incinerating anguish through my body.

Poppet

The closer she hip sways to me, the taller and tenser I stand, until I'm so rigid my muscles ache.

Poppet

I'm in a bastard mood, so wait for her to come to me without moving. Here kitty kitty, come to the lion's den.

Poppet

The sun sets, the strange clouds glowing eerily like a full moon laced with arsenic and occult warnings. Eternity stretches out her mocking red carpet, hinting at the long lonely walk of regret I have ahead of me.

Poppet

Look into my eyes and deny me.

Poppet

she's so caught up she's unaware she's no longer the prisoner here, I am

Poppet

In truth the issue is that we are so powerful what we believe becomes our reality.

Poppet

I do so love the art of severing boundaries

Poppet

He's a contradiction and that's why he's so perfect.

Poppet

I'm the riddle you have yet to solve

Poppet

in my darkest hour she answered my call without resentment or guilt, without hesitation

Poppet

The problem with all of you is you think in isolation instead of realizing we are one community, when one of us falls, we all fall.

Poppet

Do not feed fear. Starve it.

Poppet

His touch cable knits my veins, remaking and remolding who I am.

Poppet

You failed her when you turned your back on what you are.

Poppet

Aye,” he smiles, joy igniting in his stormy gray eyes, stroking my hand possessively as if unwilling to let me go for fear I am nothing more than a hallucination about to wear off.

Poppet

Oh baby, your planet sounds like paradise but it just doesn't fly down here in the trenches.

Poppet

For why war? Nada ne hurt, sister ne hurt, for why you make vesna sore? For why!

Poppet

Eyes darker than a midnight lake penetrate my thoughts with their intensity, and a big hand warmly covers mine

Poppet

she shakes her head, fisting hands into my t-shirt and sobbing into my neck. And all I can think about is how good this feels

Poppet

Inhaling, I am ignited with the first breath of freedom

Poppet

He gives me one of those twinkling stares. His eyes coalesce and fragment color, glinting specks of midnight purple and an electric blue, when the light catches them just right. Straight on they look like indelible pitch, well deep with secrets and primordial darkness.

Poppet

How awful is it to be sane enough to be fully aware of the day you realize you are completely losing your grasp on reality. I'm crazy. Not just a little bit, but rubber room ready out of my mind fucked up.

Poppet

He turns back to me, a strong hand swooping down and sculpting hair off my face, familiar looking arms curling back around me and cradling me into a chest harder and hotter than a mountain left baking in the Australian outback.

Poppet

You can only push me so far little slakax, and then I will do what has to be done, with or without your permission.

Poppet

Facing him as I lower the glass from my lips, he's giving me one of those intense moonlit stares.

Poppet

He sits next to me, the veins on his neck and arms seeming more prominent than they did earlier. His mouth compresses, igniting his eyes with esoteric light, pulling me into the magnetic undertow.

Poppet

It's a heady aphrodisiac being exposed to his unique voice when he adopts that tone. His voice reverbs on a bunch of notes simultaneously. It's the first thing you notice about Ryan, his voice sounds like an orchestra playing a symphony composed by angels. It's most distracting until you grow immune to it, and now I'm back to completely infected with the Ryan voice virus.

Poppet

I'm a tundra with wind endlessly blowing a hollow tunnel through me.

Poppet

Naïve, and very very dangerous. If she only knew what treacherous waters she has just stepped into.

Poppet

Biting a plump bottom lip, I stare into endless irises open and poised over my own. Sliding my hand up her thigh, under her gown, I pull her closer with the hand cupping her hipbone, releasing the growl of a king caught in delight.

Poppet

Phoebe, don't play coy. If you were willing to give a peeping Tom a show, and you thought you were doing it for my benefit, then let's cut the pretend out of this and shoot straight for cold hard honesty

Poppet

God bless you butterfly, because now I'm claiming you like no mate has ever been claimed in the history of our kind

Poppet

Running my fingers into his thick hair, I wallow in the strength and heat surrounding me before he pulls away, giving me such a happy smile it makes my heart rattle inside my chest. There's nothing better in this whole world than to be held in someone's loving stare. A stare they reserve for you.

Poppet

His eyes are piercing and intense, the stare they give me brimming with threat and interest, folding thick arms over a broad chest, rippling the muscles in his forearms and etching the tattoos down his arms into stark highlight.

Poppet

Pushing himself off the bed in a violent thrust, his lats widen like wings down his sides, where his waistcoat is open halfway to his waist to accommodate muscular builds, he indicates the gilded cage with outstretched arms. Showing off his supreme musculature, he says, “We have forever Phoebe.

Poppet

The activity has pumped out his chest and hardened his abs, and I can't believe I'm even noticing or appreciating it. His smile is naughty, the muscles in his shoulders thick and ripped, undulating with his movement when he adjusts his position for me to get an eyeful.

Poppet

He gives me the stare that only men can do. The mouth tightening exasperation stare.

Poppet

Pulped in his crushing strength, his hug is enough to smear me over his body like war paint.

Poppet

Now now Ellindt, you know I love it when you beg.” Chuckling silently, every jolt from my hold causes her hands pulsating pain, and I bend to speak intimately into her ear again, “But I love it more when you scream.

Poppet

Snatching my hand in the death grip of his fingers, he pulls me off the wall to line his chest, closing his body around me in a muscular cage which smells of leather and soap.

Poppet

Just once, he looks back at Arsay, and I feel like an entire encyclopedia of information and words is exchanged between them. I wish I could speak telepathy too.

Poppet

Hold tight, and I promise to do the same. We don't need a safety net Zena. We have each other.

Poppet

He follows me down, catching his weight on either side of my head so he can leer his face into mine, coiling muscles and immobility at me, “I want you to lay into me. Fight me.

Poppet

The answer to my thoughts is the loud ripping of my shirt when he tears it straight down my back, yanking it forward around my shoulders and imprisoning my arms in the sleeves.“I've got you now,” he says, breaking the kiss and sounding like a god about to unleash wrath.

Poppet

He's going to bite me!Instantly the last light in the room fades out as if announcing the reign of darkness.

Poppet

Eyes sparkling with blue open and stare a scalded soul at me.

Poppet

Terror starts picking at the seams of my mind, throwing hateful words like rapture and holocaust at me.

Poppet

In a perfect patch of paradise he stays immobile for an eternity while the predawn breath strokes his skin and kisses each vertebrae down his spine.

Poppet

m possessed, gripping her head and looking at the deep crimson bruise on her neck, fading to black at the edges. Her wrists are banded with yellow-green bruises, and when I turn her I spot the finger marks left on her thigh.“Did he do this to you?

Poppet

I manage to hold the poker face when she submits to dominance, to the summons, and swans into my arms, pressing her quivering form against mine when she embraces me.

Poppet

This time you aren't escaping. It's time for a heart transplant.

Poppet

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