Love Quotes From The Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

"I should have never doubted your love. I let Stanley's poisonous words cloud my judgment." Darren leaned closer, his lips brushing against her forehead in a gentle kiss. "Lucy, we've both been through so much, but I promise you, our love is real. It transcends any external influences. We have the strength to overcome any obstacle, as long as we stand united." Lucy's heart swelled with warmth and reassurance, her doubts melting away with every word Darren spoke. She leaned in, capturing his lips in a soft and passionate kiss, a testament to their shared love and the unbreakable bond they had forged.

“I thought you were a human. Sorry, I want to save you not knowing, not knowing you are really a vampire so my blood runs in your veins ... that’s why you can see me.” "I never regret that, so please don't say sorry." “I’m sorry. I should go.” "No, please." Vlad held him. "I love you," Vlad hugged her from the back. “I remember you saying one, four, three that night, that night when you saved me. It means I love you, right? ” “No, it’s not. It’s not.” Cassy pulled away from the hug. “It’s not what it means, and please stop. I didn’t mean to. You weren’t allowed, so please forget about it.”

“And I can do it again, but I didn’t.” “Why didn’t you use your powers on me that time? You had the freedom to do so.” Her hands traveled down his chest and placed a palm on top where his unbeating heart lay. “I didn’t want to hurt you,” she stated and then hauled a deep breath. It was time; time for her to say the damnable words a witch wasn’t supposed to say to a vampire. “I...love you, Cord.” The latter, upon hearing it, clenched his teeth tightly. He squeezed his eyes shut and took in a deep breath of his own.

Lamia said, preparing the injection. "I love you, Lamia. I don't regret this life as long as I have you." "I love you too, honey." After the injection, the two vampires embraced, their kiss turning into a savage exchange of blood that only their kind could enjoy.

"I know it's too soon. I know we shouldn't. I know a thousand reasons why this is a terrible idea. But I love you, Luna Marchetti. With everything I am. With everything I'll ever be." Tears pricked at my eyes. "I love you too." He kissed me then—slow and deep and full of promise. And when we finally broke apart, both of us breathing hard, I felt the bond between us pulse with new intensity. Whatever came next—Dorian, the Council, the entire vampire world—we would face it together. Because that's what love did. It made you brave. --- Later, much later, I lay in Alexander's arms and listened to him think.

Her green, cat-like eyes full of fire fuelled by a pain that he had not yet deciphered. For a vampire, sometimes days could feel more like weeks but when one discovered love, they knew instantly. There was never any hesitation or confusion, it was always straightforward. Getting the person off their mind was impossible, and there was never anyone else who could replace them should they ever leave. A vampire's love was much like their life; eternal and undying. No other feeling could compare. Not anger, not hurt, not even thirst.

He deserves that. "I loved you. I still do. I will forever love you," he said silently as if he only meant to whisper it do the wind. "I love you still," I managed to say, my frozen heart aching so bad. Maybe it's not frozen at all like all those vampire books say. If it's dead, why I am feeling all these emotions? "But you love him more." Of course he knew. I smiled bitterly. "I do," I admitted and I will not say sorry for it this time. I will never say sorry for loving Lucius more. I love loving Lucius and I won't say sorry for it.

Her voice trailed a whispery path as she gazed at him. He scoffed. "I wish I never came across them in the first place. Most of my years were with my Sire and when I first fell in love with a Vampire, Nicodemus had warned me that love is a Vampire's greatest poison. But I didn't heed to his absurd advice, rather, I chose to bask in this beautiful feeling of love until one day...he ripped her heart out." He paused. She exhaled deeply.

My throat dries. Lucien moves between the desks now, eyes shifting, taking stock. “You’ll notice the powerless often see the clearest. They learn how to read the room. How to survive. Sometimes they bend power without anyone noticing—until it’s too late.” He passes my row. Doesn’t stop. Doesn’t look. Returns to the board. “This,” he continues, tapping the board once, “is a list of lovers.” He writes four names in quick succession: Damon Salvatore. Edward Cullen.

“That's only because you and Brendan were there, Darian. Honestly, the morality is just part of it. I could be a saint among vampires and a vampire is still all you'd see when you looked at me. Even if the old me could somehow forget everything else, he could never live with the look in your eyes when you first realized what I was.” Hurt flooded his gaze, and he looked at the floor again. “I know I fucked up, there's no denying that. I'm not expecting you to come running back into my arms or anything, but I still can't give up hope that one day you—that he'll come back to me.” He looked up at her, pleading. “Can I ask one more question? Bella nodded. “Is there any part of you that still love