I love the Underworld movies because the vampires arent automatically evil, yet neither are they basically humans with fangs.

Words.” His tone sharpened. “I shared my house, my bed, and my blood with you, as well as offered you a place in my life forever. What are words compared to that?” I sighed, my anger dissipating as quickly as his flames had. “Oh, Vlad, if you believed that, you would’ve told me what I wanted to hear to just appease me. You didn’t, which proves saying ‘I love you’ means more to you than everything else.

If only there was a way I could cover my tension with the scent of eau de brass valls instead.

Does no one think to warn people before they meet me?" Vlad muttered, shooting an irritable look at Mencheres.

I might be the only chick in the group, but that didn't make me the damsel in distress.

I might look as average as the next person but I had a few secrets up my sleeves. And lots of knives of course.

This isn’t the first time I’ve faced death, and I don’t intend for it to be the last,” I said, repeating the same words he’d told me before fighting in that fateful duel. “I’ve chosen to live a dangerous life, but it’s who I am, and that wouldn’t change even if we’d never met.