Vampire Quotes Twilight Mga Nobela at Kwento

The cold I had felt earlier was long gone and I was more wide awake than before. In no time, half of the alcohol in the bottle was gone. I wasn't drunk yet but I sure as hell was already starting to feel lightheaded. "Hey, stars," I said, eyes still fixed on the little stars that I could see as I dragged in a long sip from my bottle. "How does it feel, huh? Being stuck in the sky?" I took a gentler sip this time, trying to keep my eyes on one star. "You know I'm just like you. You know that, right? Well, if you don't, now you do. Not technically though. I mean, I don't float in the sky like you do. But we are equal, you know? You don't have a brain and I don't sparkle. Only vampires do that

"Do you want me to squish some garlic in your mouth?" The vampire, showing no shame, retorted, "You’re being too harsh! Aren’t you thrilled to see me? Admit it, Cassie, you’ve missed me terribly. Your heart is racing because you’re so excited to have me around again. I can’t blame you for that—I’m quite stunning."

I reason defensively . " You are . " He admits and I was about to retort before I realised he was actually complimenting . I smile . " I have good news . " He tells me and I raise my eyebrow . " From what I know about vampires . You need a witch to walk in the daylight , am I correct ? " He confirms .

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

much more than before. “Do you feel any pain? Because I feel beautiful!” I’m out of breath, I’m losing too much blood, but at least I don’t have that bulk in my chest... “You don’t you answer me anymore? Have you lost your tongue?” “You... you... cof...cof.... dug...your…own grave!” “What did you say?” The vampire approaches me, but without that sword, to my heart, I can now use my powers. “You vampires... are you really... cofcof.... stupid!”

she whispered, her voice a mere breath against the silent night. I offered her a small, enigmatic smile, my fangs glinting in the moonlight. "Perhaps even creatures like me can be captivated by the scent of royalty. My dear, I am known as Draco, a creature of the night, thirsty for the essence that courses through your veins." Her fear turned to disbelief, and she took a tentative step backward, her voice trembling, "You're... a vampire?" I nodded slowly, the moonlight casting a bewitching glow upon my pale skin. "Indeed, my dear. And your scent, oh, it is a delicacy I cannot resist."

I wondered why. “Of course they only come out at night,” replied a guy on the other side of the room. “Sunlight burns ’em up.” “No, it doesn’t,” a girl countered. “But sunlight makes their skin sparkle, which gives them away.” I had to work hard to stifle a laugh at that last comment. The girl was clearly a Twilight fan. Sparkling vampires are not something I’ve ever seen or heard of in the real world.

Although he was paler, his beauty was still preserved. - Good morning, darling. - I went up to him and kissed his forehead. - How are you feeling? - Fine. - He sat down on the bed and picked up his glasses to put them on his face. - And a bit strange receiving bags of other people's blood. I smiled and stroked his hair. - It's like a vampire thing. - David continued. - Like those people in Twilight. This time I laughed. - But they drink the blood. - I replied.

Vic, the ruthless vampire leader, led his bloodthirsty cohorts through the streets, leaving devastation in their wake. Vic, his eyes glinting crimson in the sunlight, reveled in the pandemonium he unleashed. His voice, commanding and cold, echoed through the tumultuous scene. "Behold, my minions! The time has come to assert our dominance over these feeble humans. Let their screams be the symphony of our triumph!"

I allow my fangs to elongate, my golden eyes burning brighter as I take another step forward. “You presume too much,” I say, my voice cold and unyielding. “Do you think I fear what’s to come? I am Ramon Kovah, the Vampire Lord of the Crimson Clan, an esteemed member of the Supreme Council. I have walked this earth for centuries, spilling the blood of creatures far mightier than you. And you...” I gesture to them with a disdainful flick of my hand, “are nothing but pests.” The witches tremble under my gaze, their magic faltering. One of them stumbles back, muttering a spell under her breath, but it fizzles out before she can finish.