The cool thing about being a writer is: you get to make stuff up. When I started wring about Vampires, I realized, I can take everything i did like about that mythology and anything I didn't like, I didn't have to; because until a real Vampire stands up and says, 'you've got it wrong,' it's anyone's game.

Do I feel ancient to you now?" he murmered. "Too different from the person you loved before you knew this?" Her eyes were already glowing green, and her full lips parted. "No, you don't feel too ancient." Her voice was husky. "Or too different. You feel like mine. Whoever you were, whoever you are...you're mine." Mencheres smiled, his fangs stretching to their full length. "So you have spoken, so it shall be decreed. For all eternity.

I don't lack for bed partners, so I don't need to scrounge for unwilling scraps.-Spade

...I'd have cheerfully thrown Her Majesty and her hundred pounds of baggage to the curb, but that wasn't mature. ~Cat on Annette

That's what vampires do, Kitten. We always come for what's ours, no matter the circumstances." Bones said.

Denise clung to the feel of his hands as she pushed at her panic. It's okay. You're safe...and this has got to be the ugliest couch ever.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph, I was going to squirt tears. How unprofessional.