Richelle Mead Quotes

I have never met a vampire personally, but I don't know what might happen tomorrow.

I am a vampire/werewolf and sci-fi fanatic. God is so good! I get to play in a series that has all that!

Is he... is Dimitri a Strigoi?" Mason hesitated only a moment, like he was afraid to answer me, and then—he nodded. My heart shattered. My world shattered.

I hereby resolve to kill every vampire in America.

Now that was informative" were her first words. "Catherine, you never told me that no matter how many times you sliced something off a vampire, it grew back" Charming, "Guess I don't have to ask if you had a nice time.

Vampires are make-believe, like elves, gremlins, and eskimos.

Woo woo, secret vampire stuff!

As a child, I certainly had a fascination with monsters and vampires.

That's one of my favorite things about 'Hemlock Grove' is that it's just unique and really just weird, and that's really what's happening with Miranda when she kind of gets thrown into the middle of this vampire-werewolf world.

Vampire. Dangerous. Unknowable. Seriously creepy. This one's name was Constantine. We'd met before.

I was the vampire Lestat again. I was back in action. New Orleans was once again my hunting ground.

The witching hour, somebody had once whispered to her, was a special moment in the middle of the night when every child and every grown-up was in a deep deep sleep, and all the dark things came out from hiding and had the world all to themselves.

Vampires were always either trying to kill me, or own me. God I hated being popular.

Vampires should never say Uh-Oh!!

I'm a coyote shapeshifter playing in a world of werewolves and vampires---outmatched is n understatement.

They say when you're about to die, you see your entire life flash before your eyes. They lied. The only thing Nick Gautier could see flashing was Kyrian Hunter's vampire fangs.

Shane - "Tell you what: you can be Glammera the vampire hunter. I'll stick with being manly and heavily armed.

He was obviously dead. But since he was a vampire that wasn't as hopless a thing as it might have been.

Whenever you're dealing with fantasy, and you're doing vampires or anything that is not too based in reality, and you try to base it in reality, you have so much of a greater chance of sounding hokey.

Oh,that's right. You're a...what did you call it? Ah, a ghost hunter. You don't have to see things to believe them." Adam's gaze locked onto the persecutor's. "Maybe you've got that backward," he said. "Maybe it's just that I believe things you cant see.

I was going to fight vampires, and my name wasn't Buffy--I was so screwed.

Claire was struggling through last summer’s diary volume when Myrnin popped in through the portal, wearing a big floppy black hat and a kind of crazy/stylish pimp coat that covered him from neck to ankles, black leather gloves, and a black and silver walking stick with a dragon’s head on it. And, on his lapel was a button that said, If you can read this, thank a teacher.

With a rasping cough, the vampire shakes its head. "It was you who called us. All of you, with your war. The roar of your cannons shook us from our quiet graves.

Just because you saw a vampire doesn't mean that a snowman or a Loch Ness Monster also exists.

It was as if the power and loneliness of the vampires' world had combined with the group oriented puppy-pile world of the shapeshifters and made something new.