Vanessa Gravenstein Quotes

These streets were his. He fed where he pleased and on whomever he wished.

Even a weak mage's blood can incapacitate a young vampire for days...I can't imagine what someone like me would do to someone like you.

I'd rather take you to my lair.

While he'd heard whispered stories of Luca cel Rau, he wasn't brave enough to ask the truth of Luca's blood-soaked legacy.

He wondered what she would taste of - fantasized about how gunpowder and scorched earth would weigh on his tongue.

He was an animal. He'd drawn blood and now he needed to fuck, to cover her with his scent, to tell the world, She is mine. Stay away.

Humans are prey - the lesser species.

He could kiss her, or he could bite her. Both possibilities were equally tempting.

Luca locked his gaze with hers and held it, willing her to succumb to his entrancement. She stared back into his eyes blankly, waiting.

"Tell me your name," he commanded.

Her lips parted and her tongue ran across to moisten them before she exhaled in a confiding whisper, "Amelia Bedelia.

He saw a tattoo on her throat and he read it with some amusement. Foxhole prayers in a stylized cursive. Strange girl. The 'X' crossed the artery pulsing under her velvet skin. Skin he knew would be warm butter beneath his fangs.

X marks the spot, my dear.

As a man going to battle, and as a beast of great appetite, he deserved to savor them together. This was time well spent - they would do anything to please their master.

He managed to look merely entertained by the scene in front of him rather than shocked. Who was this human that she should continue to stupefy him?

Her eyes snapped open again, locked with his, and his mind went blank. All thoughts were abruptly severed from his being.

It was his duty to search the streets at the most desolate hour for the beasts. It was his pleasure to send them back to Hell.