Thirteen years of friendship had bonded us together more thoroughly than if we had been born of the same mother. Even at this late stage, I was unwilling to let him go.
He was mocking me. I could see his mouth beginning to lift in a maddening smirk, a smile that was half sardonic and half secretive, as if the fate of the world depended on the answer to a riddle only he knew and would never share.
I’ve read about this in books, imagined it in my mind countless times since I’ve been here, but to actually witness it is something entirely different. I thought I was prepared, but nothing—no amount of book learning or supposed life experience...
Darkness enveloped us again, and for the first time in years, I welcomed it.
I’d go to hell and back and cut off the devil’s head myself to save you.
His character is like an emerald—multifaceted and enhanced by inclusions.
Affronts to her reputation pierced her to the heart, though I couldn’t understand why, since she had very little character left to defend.
A lot of things should have been, Zigmund, but they aren’t. Are you going to be miserable about the things you cannot change, or do something about the things you can?
With Stefan, the line between good and evil, right and wrong, becomes increasingly blurred.
There was something in her eyes that made me trust her. Maybe it was because they held the same cynicism, the same world-weariness I saw in my own every morning when I looked at myself in the mirror.
A decision made during a moment of weakness can ruin your life. To date, I had made three.
Death stalked toward us on padded feet. And it was not alone.
I had lied to myself from the very beginning, deceived myself into believing that I was being fanciful and overly imaginative. Surely such monstrosities only existed in nightmares? Yet I had lived through a nightmare these past months, and that was n...
Tell me, Eric,” he said, licking a droplet from the corner of his mouth. “Have you ever tasted blood?” My mouth was so dry I could barely find the voice to answer him. “What an odd question...” “But a valid one...
Don’t listen to the ramblings of fools,” he said, smiling grimly. “When it comes down to it, if they knew the truth, no one would want to live on this earth forever.
I’ve always felt comfortable amongst the horrors. I married your uncle Gerard, after all.
Because, my dear Eric, I have tasted the secret knowledge. I know how much to say and when to pull back. I know what to see and not see. And now that I have become whole again, I can never go back. All these things he has given me. Better than my sup...
Stefan needed me. Ha! Stefan needed me, as what? His next meal?
