Vampire Quotes Twilight Novels & Stories

I said, almost at the brink of crying. All I wanted was to put on my headphones so the voices from within and outside this academy would go away. But Raven didn't give up on me. He placed his hands on my shoulders, making sure his eyes stayed glued to mine. "You can do it, Skylight. You're the daughter of a thousand-year-old vampire. Just like me, it makes you strong too. Believe in yourself and you'll be able to do it," he touched my chin. His words wrapped around me like a spell. Children of thousand-year-old vampires were said to be the strongest. If I couldn’t master this, how could I ever master my thirst for blood?

“No, thank you for asking, though.” “If I were you, I would ask for help before he kills you.” Some spectators laughed. “Well, why try if he can really do that?” With another taunt from me, the vampire who had been giving me hits snapped more, which I liked. “YOU’RE REALLY GETTING ON MY NERVES!” He spat with venom, which allowed me to spread my thorns throughout the entire vampire council’s castle to locate the twins.

She was never indifferent. That’s why he didn’t have to ask her again. “What about the Twilight world?” she exclaimed. Reive smiled, raising his brows. “Close your eyes, you!” she added at once. “Don’t you see I’m looking at the wall?” the necromancer asked, putting into these words all the vestiges of innocence that still remained in him, at least in theory. “So, about the Twilight. Have you ever been there?” Angelina gave a loud snort. Judging by the sound, she’d begun to lather her sponge.

"This is life! Go kill each other people!" I even clapped while yelling. Some of them are too old so it's really easy for a vampire to defeat them

She loved the fact they were all married and had a wife. “It is bad that your youth will be wasted like this.” Another vampire taunted, making her roll her eyes on his stupid statement. His way of talking was absolutely lousy. “So may I come with you?” She asked once again, confirming what they said. It will not be a surprise if those vampires step back from their words.

It read: " Hey girls, vampires do exist so don't feel too safe. Always steer clear of the road at dawn and twilight. Accept my little gift." And worst of all, it was written in pure blood as the ink. We need to call Dad and Elise. We need to leave this town. {Damon's Pov} "They got my message." I muttered under my breath and smiled to myself but the smile didn't linger for long, as my heart started aching like it was eventually going to stop beating. "Arrgh." I screamed when I couldn't hold the pain any longer. I've never felt such pain in my entire life, but I wasn't given enough time to think on it, as my legs started moving on their own Accord.

We aren’t strong enough! Frustration surges through me, and the vampire chuckles above me, smiling into my face. “Are those tears?” He drags a finger underneath my eyes, collecting a single tear. “It is...” his scary smile widens. “That’s lovely: I love it when my victims are terrified. It makes the blood taste even sweeter!”

“They don’t always bite. Sometimes they touch. Sometimes they make you beg.” “They get stronger the more you want them. If they feed too much, it can change you.” Her throat went dry. She scrolled down to the comments. It was a storm of sarcasm and mockery: “Is this Twilight fanfic?” “Girl, get off Tumblr.” “Anything for likes these days, smh.” “Vampires feed on sexual desire? Tell him to come suck me dry 😏 lol” “Another delusional weirdo.” “You really need therapy, not a blog.”

I ignored him and continued. “I mean… Everyone loves it. The best example is twilight, the most famous fiction story about a human falling in love with a fucking fucky handsome vampire.” “Ms. Meranza, Language. I will put a minus in your reasearch if you continue cussing.” He said in a warning tone.

Vampire, El’s voice cut into my thoughts like a blade. I went still. Too still. You can’t fight him and win, she warned. Find a way to escape. The figure stepped closer. “You’re lucky it’s not your time to die,” he said. “It would have been a pleasure, drinking your powerful blood.” The sound that followed made bile rise in my throat—a wet, revolting swipe of tongue over lips. And then the darkness peeled away. I screamed before I even realized the sound was mine.