Vampire Knight Quotes

If kids stay up late, it's very bad for their brain development...they said that on TV....You want to become a stupid girl, Yuuki?

by the time you open your eyes, the world might have already changed.

No one can be a replacement for another person. That is why, farewells are always difficult.

My handsome Knight of Night came over to me and kissed me softly on the cheek.

Well, uhm, would you like to play in the sandbo- ...er, I mean, want to participate on our group research on sand resistance? -Akatsuki

Even though we both know that our loved one will never so much as look our way we can’t erase that small something within us that continues to hope in vain.

I wonder when you stopped telling me everything Yuki.In ten years,that`s the only thing that has ever changed.

Devour me. I'll become part of you and always be with you.

I want these gentle hands... and this kind smile... although I should not want such a thing.

Great Paddy Shits in the Mornin', Elora! He's a vampire! No' a stray dog!

If you don't do anything, you simply end up overwhelmed by something happening.

The world is dyed with the color of blood. It will never be able to go back to the way it was before.

Even if you hate me, Zero...I will tame that beast in you...as many times as necessary. If you haven't completely lost your sanity...I won't let you die. Hate vampires, hate me...at least that means you haven't given up!" Yuki said to Zero. "How can I hate you?" Zero questioned Yuki.

Ill show you a Sweet dream

A vampire's thirst can only be quenched by the blood of their loved ones.

I'm sorry, Aido. Always having to put up with homeless me must be very taxing.

You're okay now... You're okay because I'll be holding you like this from now on.

No matter how dim the light filtering through the trees is, you can still try your best to grasp it. -Kaien Cross

Hey Kaname. Will you let me handle this? Of course. I need only one Ichijo. You.

That's why for you, you have the right to be cruel to me. No matter how much you make me worry or how much danger you put me in, just as much as you like. But these are not enough 'compensation.' Even if I have to sacrifice my left over life for you, I would not utter a word of complaint.

I want to bask deeply in the taste of his blood, in that flowing crimson filled with his feelings melted in it...

One day, Kaname's lips will lightly touch this neck of yours, and slowly, Kaname's teeth will sink in... If you hear the sound of Kaname drinking your own blood, Yuki-chan, then, for sure, you'll feel ecstasy.

I should warn you, I’m an expert on vampires. I’ve seen every episode made of Buffy, Angel, and Forever Knight, so don’t think a little fang-flashing is going to scare me.” – Nell to Adrian Oh, my God! You bit me on the leg! You drank my blood! I am not an appetizer!” You are much more then an appetizer. You are a twelve-course banquet. – Nell & Adrian I slid my tongue around the glossy enamel of his teeth, pausing to stroke down the length of an elongated canine tooth. Yeah. I know. How stupid is it to French kiss a vampire and not expect sharp teeth? – Nell

I love you Kaname-sama. You are the beginning of of my world, and everything in that world...So even if I couldn't remember my past...I wasn't scared

Then, I guess, I can only hope that you will change your mind. But I will love you, without a doubt, for all eternity.

Because we don't really sparkle.

You’re my queen. You’re so far beyond alpha that if you ordered me to cease breathing, I’d die trying.

He smiled. “Would it help if I told you I’m a gentleman?” “No.” She replied and lifted her chin slightly. “How about my…lineage?” “I’m American. We don’t do lineage.

The fuck I was going to stand here and wait for my men to save the day.

Yuki (in a standoff with Zero): We're going to stay like this until vol. 10? Why...don't we sit down...Zero? Zero: I can't. If I sit down, I won't be able to get up again. (I've reached my limits in many ways). Yuki: Well, I'm going to sit...

He downed the last of his coffee, carried his mug over to the pot, poured himself a refill, and returned to the table. Why, yes, thank you, I'd love some more coffee. Hmmm, Narcisstic Personality Disorder? Attention Deficit Disorder? Or just a typical male?

The world was already a miserable place in the spring of that cursed year. The New Depression was at its height. Stocks fell, jobs were lost, and consumer consumption fell in a corporate death spiral as the aging technoczars were revealed to have feet of clay. Financial institutions underreacted, the government overreacted, and a society living on borrowed time paid for with borrowed dollars failed. Hard times and hunger came to the Western world, which was all the more of a shock because the generation that survived the last financial collapse had virtually died out.

The entire world is hungry. For one thing or another. They thirst. They hunger. They crave. Wine. Entertainment. Knowledge. Sometimes for the mundane work of sustenance. And sometimes for lust.

I am Harry, son of Malcolm," I shouted back. "I have battled dark sorcerers and black knights! I have fought men and beasts in numbers too great for counting, invaded the heart of Winter, confronted necromancers and the living dead, vampires and ghouls and demons in their hordes endless! I have matched wits with the six Queens of Faerie and prevailed, and thwarted the combined will of the White Council! When they came for my child, I smote the Red Court of Vampires, and laid them in ruin for all the world to see. I am Harry, son of Malcolm, and I have entered the vaults of Tartarus, and stolen its treasures beneath the gaze of Hades himself! And I'm about to add giant slaying to my résumé.

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made the final turn off the highway, Rachel took a deep breath, held it, and let out a loud sigh.

Struggle until you can't struggle anymore. Just now you decided to live your life... Don't run away.

Just because you’ve had your dick in me doesn’t mean you can tell me what to do. Let alone what to wear.

Which do you want first, my queen: dick or fangs?

I'd never had a boyfriend, let alone a date with a full-grown man. But even if I was just an ordinary human woman dating the average Joe, there was no way in hell I'd let him order me about.

Hello, everyone and Probies,” Jeff said. “Especially a very healthy Merit.” “Hello, my knight in shining armor,” I said, taking a seat. “Or at least my knight with a very shiny reflective blanket.

Lymond said softly, ‘That is the only thing you may not say to me. . . . Kate, superb Kate: I will not be mothered.’ ‘Mothered!’ Kate’s small, undistinguished face was black with annoyance. ‘I would sooner mother a vampire. I am merely trying to point out what your browbeaten theorists at St Mary’s ought surely to have mentioned in passing. Health is a weapon of war. Unless you obtain adequate rest, first your judgement will go, and then every other qualification you may have to command, and either way, the forces of light will have a field-day in the end.

Then, as if she couldn’t wait one more second to taste the blood of the animals below she leapt high into the air, higher than she’d ever leapt before and waited for her wings to spring into action, but they didn’t.

Kaien Cross: You both entered the room in the same pose! Ooh! If Yuki had seen it, she'd have been so happy! The mystique! Ichiru: Zero, is he always like this? Zero: Yeah...he doesn't act anything like his "former self" now...why're you sticking to me? Ichiru: Because you hate it when I do it (I'm being a pest). Zero(to Cross): Hey. Don't take a photo. Kaien Cross (thinking): The Kiryus really are twins.

Robart blinked, momentarily thrown off track, but recovered. “I will have my knight returned to me.” Knight? What knight? Oh shoot. I had completely forgotten about the vampire who’d almost chopped the police car in a half. I’d left him in the basement holding cell for almost four hours. I concentrated. The knight was alive and well. He was sitting on the floor meditating. I gave the floor a little push and felt it slide up, carrying the knight with it. “You will find your knight in your quarters.” Robart nodded. His gaze narrowed. “Perhaps if you were less heavy-handed in your treatment of the guests you claim to honor and protect, your inn would have a higher rating.” He did not. Oh yes, yes he did. “Perhaps if you trained the knights under your command to follow simple orders, your House would’ve reached greater prominence within your empire.” Robart locked his jaw. If my smile were any sweeter, you could pour it on pancakes and call it syrup.

The truth you seek might be covered with blood... even then would you still want to know? ~Kaname Kuran

Money can open -or close- many doors that your impressive muscles won't budge.

There are those who exist in darkness... vampires those beasts in human form who drink the blood from living humans... and... vampire hunters... those who are fated to hunt vampires.

According to legend, a queen’s gifts naturally drew the Blood to her who were best suited for her strengths, needs and personality. I would always be the one to break the ice, make her laugh, or flirt and even antagonize her into furious, glorious fucking. Which both Rik and I desperately wanted.

Hi Miss Alice With your glass eyes What kind of dream Can you see? Are you fascinated with? Stilll My heart tears And drifts Stuck in the patched crevices Are memories Hi Miss Alice With that fruitful lips To whom does love Is cast away? Is lamented? Already I spin my words Feverish tongue Has turned cold The song to love Can't be sung either Still you do not answer

(I) went to see the noble knights of Holy Anocracy. By the time they assembled, the inn finished assimilating the new gaming consoles. I waved my hand and three huge flat screen opened in the stone walls of the vampire quarters. Wall spat out sets of controllers. “Greetings,” I said. “House Krah, House Sabla and House Vorga, may I present Call of Duty.” The three screens ignited simultaneously, playing the opening of the Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare. Soldiers in high tech armor shot at target, flew across the screen from bomb impacts, and walked dramatically in slow motion. Vehicles roared, Marines roared louder, and Kevin Spacey informed us that politicians didn’t know how to solve problems but he did. The vampires stared at the screens. “This is a game of cooperative action,” I said, “Where a small elite force can triumph against overwhelming odds.” At the word elite, they perked up like wild dogs who heard a rabbit cry. “The game will teach you how to play it. May the best House triumph over their opponents.

Ninja beats pirate. Pirate beats ghost. Ghost beats zombie. Zombie beats most. Werewolf beats vampire. Vamp beats Imp. Imp beats fiend. Fiend beats wimp. Wizard beats cyrborg. Cyborg surely beats troll. Troll beats goblin. Goblin eats a hermit’s soul. Hermit beats child. Child beats wagon. Wagon beats moon snake. Moon snake beats dragon. Dragon beats hydra. Hydra beats sailor. Sailor beats teacher. Teacher beats tailor. Tailor beats sun worm. Sun worm beats clown. Clown beats robo-squid. Robo-squid beats town. Town fights jackals. Town will win. Town fights mummies. Town won’t fight again. Zookeeper beats hell hound. Hell hound beats giant. Giant beats accountant. Accountant beats client. Client beats frog. Frog beats himself. Knight beats Big Foot. Big Foot beats elf. Elf beats pixie. Pixie beats specter. Specter beats sea hag. Sea hag beats Hector. Hector beats serpent. Serpent beats rat. Rat beats Grandma. Grandma beats cat. Lava beats demon. Demon beats warlock. Warlock beats dinosaur. Dino beats Spock. Spock beats Lando. Lando beats Qui-Gon. Qui-Gon beats Jar-Jar. Jar-Jar beats none. Rock beats scissors. Scissors beat paper. Paper beats insect. Insect beats vapor. Wood Woman beats Tree Man. Tree Man beats the dark. The dark kills spider-fish. Spider-fish beats shark. You beat me. I beat a dentist. The dentist beats the barber. The barber is menaced. These are the rules, and never forget. Now hand over your money and place your bet.

What a complicated, delicate business it was going to be to love him. We were the stuff of fairy tales-- vampires, witches, knights in shining armour. But there was a troubling reality to face. I had been threatened, and creatures watched me in the Bodleian in hopes I'd recall a book that everyone wanted but no one understood. Mathew's laboratory had been targeted. And our relationship was destabilizing the fragile détente that had long existed among daemons, humans, vampires, and witches.

Jenna, you have Vix, and Archer, you have…Actually, what do you have?” “You,” he said firmly. “And a whole bunch of holy knights who want to kill me.” “Vix can visit,” Jenna said. “And the school will be a good place now, so it’s not like one more year will be torture. Although,” she said, frowning, “I will admit the place is pretty awful to look at. I don’t know how we’re going to fix that.” Facing the pond, staring at that green, green grass, I gave a shuddery laugh. “I don’t think we have to worry about the island,” I said, wiping stray tears with the back of my hand. “It’s being healed.” “Well, there you have it, then,” Archer said. “Vix can come for a visit, the island will eventually be a heck of a lot less depressing, and I’m not leaving you ever again.” “Yeah, and we still have to deal with The Eye being…Eyeish, and me learning to be Head of the Council, which will probably involve lots of boring books and-“ Archer pressed his mouth to mine, effectively shutting me up and kissing the hell out of me. When he pulled back, he was grinning. “And you have an arrogant, screwed-up former demon hunter who is stupidly in love with you.” “And an angsty vampire who will walk into hell with you. Actually, who has walked into hell with you,” Jenna added, coming around to my other side. “And parents who love you, and who are probably making out back at the car,” Archer said, and I laughed. “So, really,” Jenna said, and looped her arm through mine, “what more do you need?” I looked back and forth between them, these two people I loved so much. The breeze ruffled the tall grass around the pond, and I thought I could hear Elodie’s laugh. “Nothing,” I told them, squeezing both their hands. “Nothing.

Precipitate upon my erotic procession? Wha . . ?” I laughed, realizing what he meant to say. “Oh, you mean rain on my sex parade.

This isn't Dungeon & Dragons, dude. Just because I'm wearing black doesn't mean I have the Find & Remive Traps skill.

BCBG,

Do you have a thing against knights?” “Pretty boys who run around slaying dragons to save the fair maiden?” He let the sarcasm dangle for a moment. “Nah. I’m just not one.

When in doubt, brood.

THE SAFEST PLACE YOU COULD BE IS BESIDE ME.“ KANAME

Aye. 'Tis a free country." Monq had come to check on Elora just as she asked that question. "Well, that kind of has to be qualified," he interjected. "You can't come or go without a passport. You can't drive without a driver's license, registration, auto insurance and proof that your vehicle is up to code. You can't work or even get health care without a social security number. You have to pay taxes on everything including air and water. The closest distance between point A and B may involve paying a road toll. There are over three hundred thousand federal laws. You have to educate your children according to legal standards set by someone that's not you. There are laws about who can marry whom. But other than a few more such trivialities, it's a free country.

The softly flowing, white, and parched clouds passed by. I, colored gray, merely kept staring at them as they slowly vanished out of my sight. Onto the sand castle that I'm building from the stars I've been collecting, my faint prayer spills and drips down, as the ocean waves lying in waiting sweep and trip you up. a world of darkness. a world of silence. Although my disappearing prayer is being stirred up by the wind, I will not let that fire go out. No matter how many times I rebuild the sand castle with my frosting hands tangled up in busyness, the ocean waves lying in waiting just keep sweeping it away... ...towards you.

Still, he felt lonely and fell into the trap of pretending to prefer being alone, thus leading to further loneliness in a vicious circle of solitude that young men of a certain temperament build for themselves and then inhabit. But

There are stories about "good" vampires like there are stories about the loathly lady who, after a hearty meal of raw horse and hunting hound and maybe the odd huntsman or archer, followed by an exciting night in the arms of her chosen knight turns into the kindest and most beautiful lady the world has ever seen... [...] And the way I see it, the horse and the hound and the huntsman are still dead, and you have to wonder about the psychology of the chosen knight who goes along with all the carnage and the fun and frolic in bed on some dubious ground of "honor.

Why, Sebastian? Why would a yumlicious man like you decide to help an old stiff like me? How very romance novel. Are you a millionaire vampire too? That can't be it. You're out in the sun and you smell like the great outdoors. That must make you a werewolf.

She felt the shirt she was wearing begin to tear on the back as her wings protruded out of them. Her wings were big, bigger than any bird she’d ever seen and they were clear

She looked down at her watch and it read 1:05am. She couldn’t believe that she’d been sleeping on the train for so long. It was as if she just boarded and now, all of a sudden it was already her stop. She was excited to be here, yet she felt incredibly groggy from her sleep. It

Rachel rubbed her eyes and looked around her. The once jam-packed and crowded train was empty with not a soul in sight. She peered out the window and saw that it was pitch black outside and there were no lights to be seen. She looked down at her watch and it read 1:05am. She couldn’t believe that she’d been sleeping on the train for so long. It was as if she just boarded and now, all of a sudden it was already her stop. She was excited to be here, yet she felt incredibly groggy from her sleep. It was as if she couldn’t fully wake up, she splashed water on her face, but that didn’t help. She knew she had to find her grandmother’s house and get into bed.

Rachel rubbed her eyes and looked around her. The once jam-packed and crowded train was empty with not a soul in sight. She peered out the window and saw that it was pitch black outside and there were no lights to be seen.

He eyes could

The three of them started running through the swarm of baths flailing their arms as they ran fighting

No one in hundreds of years has had that kind of power -- the power to control the elements. Not since the slaughter of the 1600's ... She has saved her greatest warrior for the moment when you are most needed. It is you, Isi, not us; you are the one destined to save the planet. We boys are just window dressing while you are the last knight of the Earth, pulled from her core and given from her heart to save us all. Haven't you noticed it? The flowers turn their faces to you, as if you were the sun. The most timid and previously abused bird curls up in your arms, as if it were her most natural place. When you are sad, the sky shares your sorrow and darkens in empathy. When you are happy, the moon throws herself into eclipse and the stars themselves wink at you to celebrate your joy. You are her daughter, the daughter of Earth, and she smiles when she sees you.

She let him so and he sunk down to the ground limp and lifeless. The

He eyes grew big and bright and illuminated the night sky.

A phantom vampire lover, a religious fanatic killer, and a beauty queen predator. Just another day in undead Oz.

Gospels of Sin Management” presume a Christ with no serious work other than redeeming humankind … [and] they foster “vampire Christians,” who only want a little blood for their sins but nothing more to do with Jesus until heaven. Dallas

She was so vulnerable when we met. I was her knight in shining armor. It seemed like we were being forced together by something bigger than ourselves. I liked being a caretaker, a hero, a lover. But loyalty had to be earned for that privilege of my heart.

How did you become a vampire?” She turned away from his piercing gaze and bent to pluck a blade of new grass from the ground. He was silent for a long moment before at last he replied, “I was a knight in King Henry’s army, and I fell on the field during what is now known as the Battle of Ancrum Moor in the year 1545, during the ‘rough wooing.’ Do you know much about it?” “That was back when Henry the Eighth was attacking Scotland in an effort to force them to make an alliance with England.” Angelica sneered. “What a tyrant! I am glad the Scots won.” The duke chuckled. “Careful, my sweet, you come close to speaking treason.” She blushed as she realized that he had been fighting on Henry’s side. “I did not mean—” “You are right, Angel,” he said, still laughing. “He was a tyrant, indeed. Anyway, my horse was hit with an arrow, and I was thrown and knocked unconscious. When I awoke, night had fallen, and a lone Scotsman approached me. I thought he was a soldier until I saw his glowing green eyes and bared fangs. In a trice, he was upon me, tearing my throat with his fangs and gulping my blood. I would have died if another vampire had not stopped him.” The duke took a deep breath and continued. “The Scots vampire fled and my rescuer Changed me. He taught me what I needed to know about being a vampire. He then told me to return to my home and live among the mortals. King Henry thought that I had been taken prisoner and escaped. He was so impressed with my ‘bravery’ that he made me the Duke of Burnrath the moment I finished my lie. I became Lord of London only fifty years ago. So, there you have it.” “That

I snore so that you, my friends, will each be wide awake enough to guard me in my slumber.

Every free Christian man is the king of his own household, Stephen. Every wife is a queen and their children are princes and princesses.” He shrugged. “From Scotland to Italy, and Castile to bloody Wallachia, it’s the nature of our people. It just is. I ain’t learned much in all my years but I learned that. We do not good slaves make.

It is a failing one sees in men cursed by noble birth such as yourself where you believe that the nobility are at their heart good and decent and virtuous yet the common man is base and petty and sinful.

The law must be applied equally to all or else it becomes a worthless thing.

The law is what protects the common man from the rampant predations of their lords. Disregarding it demeans us to ourselves and also to our enemies

Major Negro population centers like Chicago’s South Side were represented as shining fortresses. Smaller neighborhoods and enclaves were marked with towers or oases. Isolated hotels and motels were inns with smiling keepers. Tourist homes—private residences that lent rooms to Negro travelers—were peasant huts, or tree houses, or hobbit holes. Less friendly parts of the country were populated by ogres and trolls, vampires and werewolves, wild beasts, ghosts, evil sorcerers, and hooded white knights. In Oklahoma, a great white dragon coiled around Tulsa, breathing fire onto the neighborhood where Atticus’s father and Uncle George had been born.

The English,” Thomas pronounced grandly, “are excellent at making themselves rich from others’ misfortune.

He was a thing of grace and brooding angles. A brilliant, if toxic, collection of ingredients, so flagrantly like a man in shape and substance.

Immortals weren't supposed to have needs...

Would you honestly rather have a history lesson now, when you could be fucking us both?

When he bit Alrik, it was just as intimate as sliding into his ass

Rima: "Hey Shiki, won't you be my husband?" Shiki: "sure." Rima: "How rash..." Shiki: "Ehh? Why...? It means that you will be my friend and companion forever. What is there to ponder?

you r mother’s

Silver. Hoards and hoards of silver, lining all the walls, piled as jewelry and cutlery on the ground, spilling out as coins and necklaces and rings from intricately- carved chests. Ancient suits of armor stand erect around me, made entirely of the accursed- metal.

It takes more than just kindness to be one of my knights. He needs to grow up and soon. -Mina to Yuki about Akira

Both of you... what traits did you inherit from your mother?" "Oh. Hmm... I think I got all my bad traits from mother. But my fatal flaws are from father. " ...

I am your knight," he goes on. "Your protector. I'll even be your vampire boyfriend if it pleases you. And while I don't think you fully understand what you've gotten yourself into, I am yours, in all of my bloody glory.

But he wasn’t a knight with deeds of virtue to his name. He was my devoted, ruthless Vampire. And he was finally safe. Free at last.

Why must your arguments always be so bloody well-reasoned?

God cares nothing for a man’s intentions and hopes, and so we must accept disasters and respond swiftly to overcome them.

I want to be yours.” His dark eyes move over my face, the hint of a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. “You’ve been mine since the moment I laid eyes on you, you just didn’t know it yet.

I can’t exactly pop off with, “Hey, so Knight broke into our dorm room, fucked me into a frenzy where I may or may not have seen literal stars exploding all around us, left, and then I woke up with him on top of me again, only to find out, it wasn’t actually him, but a twin brother I didn’t even know he had…who I may or may not have been screwing around with this entire time, who also may not be his twin at all, but some weird freaky magical doppelgänger shit like in The Vampire Diaries when that brunette bitch pops out of nowhere and ruins everything.