Vlad Quotes & Sayings

None of us like each other, but one thing is for sure, we all hate you. — RoChe Montoya

Purrrrrrrr" Elizabeth kneaded Vlad's pecs. "I hear a Kitty!" Vlad's eyes sprung open. There was a moment of hurt, of sad. There was no kitty. "You're teasing me!" - Bats — Fred Barnett

Dad?"
-Vlad — Heather Brewer

It touched me to be trusted with something terrible. — Elizabeth Kostova

No one feels like you do, so every brush of your skin is a cruel reminder of what I've lost. I can barely stand the sight of you because you're more beautiful than I've allowed myself to remember, and when I cut that wire off Maximus and smelled you all over him, I wanted to kill him more than I've wanted to kill anyone in my life, yet I couldn't because of my promise to you."
Slow tears continued to trickle down my cheeks, but for a different reason this time.
"You care."
The words were whispered with a despairing sort of wonder. He wasn't willing to rescind his loveless vow, clearly, but I was wrong about the apathy I'd thought he felt. That he admitted all the above was surprising enough; the fact he'd done it within earshot of his pilots was no less than shocking.
Vlad grunted. "Don't worry. I intend to kill them as soon as we land. — Jeaniene Frost

We were in a long hall of some sort, very old-looking. High, high ceilings. Gothic in the very definition of the word.
Vlad smiled. Enter freely and of your own will, isn't that what I'm supposed to say? — Jeaniene Frost

I know I'm delicious. Nummy.....nummy.
-Vlad — Jeaniene Frost

Don't take your hands off me even once tonight. (Vlad) — Jeaniene Frost

Henry held up his taco- formerly Vlad's- and grinned. " Little known fact, gentlemen. Tacos are the food of genius."
pg248 Henry to Vlad & Joss — Heather Brewer

The dungeon image helped. "You need to let Maximus go," I stated, my voice stronger now.
"No. Wine? — Jeaniene Frost

That one tickled. If electrocution is your way of flirting, I commend you on your originality. — Jeaniene Frost

What the hell was that?" I gasped. "Premature inflammation," he replied. "Happens sometimes. Very embarrassing. I don't like to talk about it. — Jeaniene Frost

Bones. "We have to leave," I said to Vlad. "Now."
"'Run, Forrest, run!'" Vlad mocked. — Jeaniene Frost

In terms of nutrition and well being there is a lot going on right now. Some say fruits are bad, others say dairy is bad, while others say that consuming too many vegetables is bad. If you would have to listen to all that is said, you would not be able to eat anything. — Cristian Vlad Zot

Vlad decided that teachers' ideas were a lot like bunches of garlic-intriguing from afar, but up close sadly sickening and, if you weren't careful, DEADLY. — Heather Brewer

You're stubborn, Vlad."

"Is that a compliment? — Steven Brust

True heroics must be carefully planned - and strenuously avoided. — Steven Brust

IMBECILE!" the chef shouted. "Next time why don't you just put your whole HAND in the food, hey? Yes, your whole hand, or maybe your FACE! I arrange the food on plates with care, are you understanding what I am telling you? It is part of the art form of cooking, yes? A lovely plate of food is a thing of beauty! And then you, NUMBSKULL, come along and put your fat greasy FINGERS all over my plate, and SHAKE the plate, and move my food all around the plate until it looks like pigs' vomit!"
"Chef Vlad!" I cried out in delight. — Kenneth Oppel

I'm Vlad Tepesh, what did you expect? — Jeaniene Frost

How can you stand touching her?" my sister blurted, staring at our clasped hands. "Doesn't that hurt?"
I seized on the change of topic. "These gloves are specialized rubber. They block the current."
Gretchen's gaze traveled over Vlad, disbelief still stamped on her features. "Yeah, but how do you two do anything else, unless he has a special, currentrepelling
glove for his - "
"Gretchen!" my father cut her off.
My cheeks felt hot. Don't say a word, I thought to Vlad, seeing his chest tremble with suppressed laughter.
"He has a natural immunity," I gritted out. — Jeaniene Frost

I go in on your arm and we separate. To make me look unavailable, since Vlad likes what he can't have, I play dumb blonde and make myself sexy." I glared as Adam barked with laughter at my words."No going off of the plan, when he takes you in the back room - and he will, you work the information out of him without blowing your cover, or him." I shot the glare to Ryder. "I have no intention of bobbing on Vlad's knob. Or yours." I tossed into remove the wide smirk my response had given him and it worked. — Amelia Hutchins

Okay, so we were dealing with someone powerful and psychotically bent on revenge. Being married to Vlad, I had experience with both those things. — Jeaniene Frost

It's fine, Mencheres. Though if you'd told me I was about to meet such a legendary vampire, I would have grabbed the nicer silk drapery to wear instead, she replied, meeting Vlad's coppery green gaze with an arched brow. — Jeaniene Frost

How unconvincing. Try again. — Jeaniene Frost

that's like Vlad the Impaler calling Maggie Thatcher a bit insensitive. — David Mitchell

Even though he was inside the house, I could still hear Vlad's sardonic mutter of "Where's a tissue when I need one?"
I turned my face away from Bones after a long moment, ending our kiss, and called out,
"If you're not too busy watching Hitman, I hear Dracula 2000 is a good movie."
"Vicious," came Vlad's reply, amusement clear in his tone. — Jeaniene Frost

He was impolite while making a point? This is Vlad the Impaler. His points usually come at the end of a long pole. — Jeaniene Frost

Among the nations of Earth in all its history, ours is one of the precious few that has not brought forth its Hitler, its Stalin, its Pol Pot, its Mao Tse-tung, its Vlad the Impaler, the one who is never satisfied to have every knee bend to him but wants also to be the architect of a new world by destroying the existing one. — Dean Koontz

Eric followed Vlad Tepes's stubby finger, identifying me as the future Happy Meal. Then he stared at Dracula, looking up from his kneeling position. I couldn't read his face at all, and I felt a stirring of fear. What would Charlie Brown have done if the Great Pumpkin wanted to eat the little red-haired girl? — Charlaine Harris

Less bitching...more learning. — Jeaniene Frost

Let's get my part of this over with," Vlad said shortly. "And if the name 'Buffy' comes out of my mouth, it will be the last word you ever hear. — Jeaniene Frost

Eh, I'll be inside," Vlad said with another soft scoff. "For some reason, I feel the urge to watch Hitman followed by Mr. and Mrs. Smith. — Jeaniene Frost

He should have told Vlad that in the old days a collection of poems could change your life, but a single poem could also cost the life of its author. — Andrei Makine

Vlad looked around. Are we providing shelter, or are the humans actually buying books? — Anne Bishop

Vlad said, sounding regretful.

Simon replied. — Anne Bishop

Lada looked up into her father's eyes, deep-set and etched with years of cunning and cruelty. She nodded, then held out her hand. "The daughter of Wallachia wants her knife back."
Vlad smiled and gave it to her. — Kiersten White

Thanks. Hey, before I go, how's the romance coming with that vampire, what's his name?" "Vlad? I staked him. He was going to cheat on me and break my heart." Sasha shrugged. "I broke his first." Never screw around with a psychic. Especially not murderous ones. — Eve Langlais

In Romania, I train on a bar that is bent. My gym has bad lighting and very little heat in the winters. Here in America, you have everything you need to train. It's not in the bar or the gym or the platform it's in you. — Nicu Vlad

I don't see my death when I touch you, so I'm Team Vlad all the way. — Jeaniene Frost

Morning, sunshine."
Vlad blinked at her. "Morning, sulfuric acid."
"Pardon me?"
"Well, isn't it just kinda wrong to call a vampire 'sunshine'? — Heather Brewer

Get stuffed, don't you have more publicity stunts to pull?" Bones shot back. "How about chatting with another writer who can smear your name into greater popularity?"
"What, did Anne Rice not return your calls, mate?" Vlad asked scathingly. "Jealousy is such an ugly trait. — Jeaniene Frost

I told you once before," I said, the words husky from remembrance. "Everyone holds their sins close to their skin."
Fangs gleamed for an instant before Vlad bit into his wrist, pooling up two deep crimson holes.
"Then come," he said, holding it out. "And taste mine. — Jeaniene Frost

Elizabeth served herself to Vlad upon the Lazy Susan (Susan wasn't lazy. She was actually dead." - Bats 2015 — Fred Barnett

When the three of them stepped inside, they were greeted by the Muzak version of "Teenagers" by My Chemical Romance. Vlad and Henry exchanged looks of horror, and Vlad sighed. "Is nothing sacred? — Heather Brewer

But if I've learned one thing, it's this: forgiveness is crucial. If you can't forgive someone you're mad at, that anger will poison you. You have to learn to let it go" ... "people have reasons for doing the things that they do, especially when they care about you. You may not always understand what they are, but if you can try to understand the person then you might see that they really care, despite what happened."
pg 100 Meredith to Vlad — Heather Brewer

You know, Marie said it wouldn't happen that bad again, but just in case ... if I do this and safely put the Remnants back, then all of a sudden start coming on to you, I don't mean it. It's just the aftereffects of being connected to the hungers of the dead. Not me suddenly having a crazed desire to jump on your jock."
Vlad threw back his head and roared with laughter. Pink tears gleamed from his eyes before he reined himself in to just a few lingering chuckles.
"I'll be sure to thwart any jock-jumping attempts you might make on me or anyone else," he replied at last, his lips still twitching. — Jeaniene Frost

Henry dropped his voice to a horrifed, but confused, whisper. "A knife? Or a dagger?" ... Vlad wrinkled his forehead in uncertainty. "What's the difference?"Henry shrugged as if it were obvious. "One's for eating; one's for stabbing. — Heather Brewer

Then my father's features hardened. "You can't expect my blessings on this disastrous mistake."
The words were directed at me, but Vlad responded.
"I wouldn't insult you by asking. We both know you disapprove and we both know I don't care. Leila's opinion is the only one that matters, and she said yes. — Jeaniene Frost

I am your brother. I was supposed to be your brother before either of us was born. Karmic debt. It appears I was Vlad the Impaler or Genghis Khan in a past life. — Rob Thurman

Vladimir Putin had once been known as Vlad Tepes, or Vlad the Impaler, the inspiration for Dracula. And that he had also, in fact, been Grigori Rasputin before the Russian Revolution of 1917. — Jeff Kirvin

Don't be stuck in a storm. Be the storm. Godspeed, — Vlad Zachary

It never gets easier, missing you. And sometimes I wonder if it ever will. — Heather Brewer

He tasted like sin made into wine: dark, heady, and impossible to resist. — Jeaniene Frost

Though a good cop, Luc Claudel has the patience of a firecracker, the sensitivity of Vlad the Impaler, and a persistent skepticism as to the value of forensic anthropology.
Snappy dresser, though. — Kathy Reichs

Vlad twisted his wrist, pinching his fingers together, spinning the bronze coin on the table. When it fell, he picked it up and did it again, counting. Thirty-two times it had fallen Slayer Society up. Twenty-two times it was down. — Heather Brewer

That's it, I think, crumpling the pages into one tiny ball of suck. I'm done banging my head against this stone wall; I don't care if I have to begin my article, "Vlad likes three things: fencing, himself, and killing off his siblings." I don't care if I have to lie and - oops - report that Vlad likes finger painting with dolphin blood in his spare time. We're now entering full investigative mode. — A.M. Robinson

I was the dhampir daughter of the family patriarch, the little known stain on an otherwise immaculate record. Louis-Cesare, on the other hand, was vamp royalty. The only Child of Mircea's younger, and far stranger, brother Radu, he was a first-level master
the highest and rarest vampire rank.
A month ago, the prince and the pariah had crossed paths because we had one thing in common: we were very good at killing things. And Mircea's bug-eyed crazy brother Vlad had needed killing if anyone ever had. The collaboration hadn't exactly been stress free, but to my surprise, we eventually sorted things out and got the job done. By the end, I'd even started to think that it was kind of nice, having someone to watch my back for a change.
Sometimes, I could be really stupid. — Karen Chance

I seized on the change of topic. "These gloves are specialized rubber. They block the current."
Gretchen's gaze traveled over Vlad, disbelief still stamped on her features. "Yeah, but how do you two do anything else, unless he has a special, current-repelling glove for his
"
"Gretchen!" my father cut her off.
My cheeks felt hot. Don't say a word, I thought to Vlad, seeing his chest tremble with suppressed laughter. — Jeaniene Frost

Nothing could convince Aunt Nelly to let Vlad stay home for the duration of the school year, which just goes to prove that parents and guardians don't care if they're sending you to face bloodthirsty monsters, so long as you get a B in English. — Heather Brewer

Plan. Yes. Good idea. I should come up with a plan. — Steven Brust

Wrong. Enemies don't fight with such determined passion. That kind of focus is reserved for friends at odds with one another.
pg 69 Tomas to Vlad — Heather Brewer

You have visitors," Maximus stated.
...
"Stop"
I did at his commanding tone, and then cursed. I wasn't one of his employees-he had no right to order me around.
"No," I said defiantly. "I'm sweaty snd bloody and I want to take a shower, so whatever you have to say, it can wait."
Maximus lost his impassive expression an looked at me as if I'd suddenly sproute a second head. Vlad's brows drew together and he opened his mouth, but before he could speak, laughter rang out from the hallway.
"I simply must meet whoever has out you in your place so thoroughly, Tepesh," an unfamiliar British voice stated.
"Did I mention they were on their way down," Maximus muttered. — Jeaniene Frost

Are you having performance issues?" I asked in surprise. "Bite your tongue," Vlad said, with a snort. "I was seeing if Dermot understood sign language, but from the look on his face, it seems not. — Jeaniene Frost

Yes, but you are still only human."
I laughed, the sound of it drowned out by the crunch of rocks as the mountain continued to shudder as though in the throes of birth pangs.
"So was Van Helsing, yet in every movie, he beat the vampire in the end. Never underestimate the power of humanity. — Jeaniene Frost

Let's go eat turkey before I beat the crap put of my cousin.
The way he said it, Vlad wasn't sure if Henry wanted to eat instead of beating Joss to a pulp, or if he just didn't want to do it on an empty stomach. — Heather Brewer

You see, you don't want me to love you. You want the version you've made up. The knight, even though I'm the dragon and I always will be. — Jeaniene Frost

I guess there's just a time for doing dumb things. — Steven Brust

I told you before; I know you're the dragon instead of the knight. And I don't care. At your best or at your worst, I will always love you, Vlad. — Jeaniene Frost

The lapels of Sprat's many-buckled jacket were covered with buttons. Most of them belonged to bands, but a few were pretty funny. Like the one that read 'MY FAMILY'S A FREAKSHOW WITHOUT A TENT' and the one that boldly proclaimed 'I (HEART) BEING AWESOME'. Vlad pointed to the one that read 'I'M SO GOTH PEOPLE ASK ME TO AUTOGRAPH BOXES OF COUNT CHOCULA' and smirked. — Heather Brewer

World's freakiest bloodsucker, right here," I went on. "And you know what? If it makes some of you uncomfortable, too bad. If it makes some of you so uncomfortable you want to start shit with me about it, step right up and see if I don't eat the hell out of you next!"
I'd meant that last part as a threat, but somewhere in my impassioned declaration of independence from hiding what I was, I'd neglected to think through my phrasing. I saw Bones raise a brow, a muffled snicker broke out from Ian, and then Vlad laughed loud and hearty.
"With that sort of invitation, Reaper, you might want to suggest the line form to your right."
"That's not ... I meant eat them in a bad way," I sputtered. — Jeaniene Frost

I've heard that Vlad the Impaler established without a doubt that having a stick up one's ass was detrimental to one's health. And I am very interested in keeping you healthy. — Patricia Briggs

I forgive you, but only because you said 'please.'"
Smartass, I thought. Then I groaned at the instant chorus of "Please!" mixed with cries for release from Vlad's prisoners. No wonder he got so sick of the word.
"I'm only merciful to one person a day," he threw over his shoulder. "As the saying goes, today isn't your day and tomorrow doesn't look good, either. — Jeaniene Frost

If I ever find you lurking about in my thoughts again, Vlad, I will be most displeased. You stay out of my mind, and I'll sty out of yours. Agreed? — Heather Brewer

Dracula!" She said, turning to Daniel.
He shook his head. "No, my name is Daniel. — Stefanie J. Pristavu

We can fight about it until Branson hears us, or we can get him together quietly," I went on, narrowing my eyes. "Your choice."
The high-arched portico covering the fortress's main entrance suddenly exploded, jetting out fire and pieces of stone. I ducked from instinct, but Vlad walked right toward the burning chaos, the fire parting to let him pass.
"Does that answer your question?" he asked. — Jeaniene Frost

We have to leave!" I said to Vlad. "Now."
"Run, Forest, run!" Vlad mocked.
"Stow it, Drac," I snapped — Jeaniene Frost

I was sitting cross-legged in bed, trying without success to pretend I'd misunderstood the image I'd glimpsed. Yeah, right. Because Vlad had been between my legs looking for a set of keys he'd lost. — Jeaniene Frost

Maximus grunted. "Some days you remind me of Vlad."
"Meaning?" I said sharply.
"Your obsession with revenge. Next you'll want to drive a pole through that vampire once you find her."
The thought was appealing, but ... — Jeaniene Frost

There are many Draculas but there is only one Vlad. — Ilona Andrews

Let's get to what we came for," Vlad said, his brusque tone reminding Ian that he wasn't a fan of sightseeing.
Ian sighed. "Always straight to business. How you stand it, poppet, I'll never know, but I suspect that fiery tongue has something to do with it. [...] — Jeaniene Frost

Vlad hated doing the paperwork as much as he did when a human employee quit, which was why they'd both made a promise not to eat quitters just to avoid the paperwork. As Tess had pointed out, eating the staff was bad for marale and made it so much harder to find new employees. — Anne Bishop

Don't. I'm all sweaty and bloody," I protested.
"Heavens, not sweat and blood," he replied mockingly. I managed to smile. Smartass vampire. — Jeaniene Frost

Then I went to the morgue and saw that those bones weren't yours, heard your voice again in my head" -his eyes closed- "and once more, nothing else mattered. — Jeaniene Frost

Good. If you checked your e-mail every five minutes, or keep texting and Tweeting in the middle of our conversation, I might snap your neck out of sheer principle. — Jeaniene Frost

Mulling this over, Vlad wiped her lip gloss from his lips with the back of his hand.Vampires, after all, didn't sparkle. — Heather Brewer

Wait, I can't kill him," he said, as if remembering something. "Ian made me swear not to kill anyone tonight."

"I release you from that vow!" Ian shouted.
"Oh, but I have a real problem," Vlad said with merciless mockery. "In fact, it's like a sickness for me, right?"
"I was wrong!" Ian yelled. "Not a sickness, it's a bloody marvelous gift. Now, practice that gift before I'm nothing more than a silver-pronged husk! — Jeaniene Frost

It's a dungeon, Leila. They're Supposed to smell.
Mission accomplished. The stench might have actually killed my new appetite. If hell could fart, it would smell like this. — Jeaniene Frost

The white hands of the tenebrous belle deal the hand of destiny. Her fingernails are longer than those of the mandarins of ancient China and each is pared to a fine point. These and teeth as fine and white as spikes of spun sugar are the visible signs of the destiny she wistfully attempts to evade via the arcana; her claws and teeth have been sharpened on centuries of corpses, she is the last bud of the poison tree that sprang from the loins of Vlad the Impaler who picnicked on corpses in the forests of Transylvania.
The walls of her bedroom are hung with black satin, embroidered with tears of pearl. At the rooms four corners are funerary urns and bowls which emit slumbrous, pungent fumes of incense. In the centre is an elaborate catafalque, in ebony, surrounded by long candles in enormous silver candlesticks. In a white lace negligee stained a little with blood, the Countess climbs up on her catafalque at dawn each morning and lies down in an open coffin. — Angela Carter

We shall see. You have been long away from our people. Your skills may have grown rusty."
"What skills?" I asked.
"His sexual ones. That is how we court among our kind," Vlad explained.
"Oh, well, I'm not sure about the charm, Gordane may have to practice on that," I said, making Gordane growl.
"But I can vouch for his sexual skills. He's had plenty of practice." A low growl, two low growls behind me, suddenly made me realize how my words could be taken.
"I meant plenty of practice on other women," I hastened to add, looking exasperatedly at Gryphon and Halcyon-where the growls were coming from. "He has an entire harem of at least eighty women, for Pete's sake."
Thankfully the menacing growls subsided. — Sunny

Boss, she's a _Dragon_. They don't _believe_ in assassination. They consider it a _crime_. If you go up to her and
"
"Kragar," I interrupted, "I never said that I was going to go up to her and say, 'Aliera, I'm trying to assassinate this guy, how would you like to help set him up?' Give me credit for a little finesse, all right? — Steven Brust

They all wanted me to sell you out."
There was silence on the line. They both knew that Vlad knew too much about Roman's business dealings - both legal and illegal. He could have made a fucking fortune on selling Roman out.
"Why haven't you?" Roman said, sounding unconcerned, as if he hadn't doubted for a moment that Vlad wouldn't do it.
Vlad scowled and took a gulp of beer.
"Because apparently I'm an idiot. — Alessandra Hazard

Did something happen with you and that guy Vlad at that party Friday night?"
Dread creeps over my skin. "Why?"
"Hmm, okay. I don't really know how to put this, but ... well, he was telling everybody today that you guys are dating and that you're his soul mate and that you're going to get married."
"What?" — A.M. Robinson

I know when I'm not wanted," joked Uncle Vlad. "Guess I'll make like under-eye cream and get the bags. — Lisi Harrison

I want a hardened man, not a mass-murdering, pathologically vengeful one," Vlad said. "There's only room for one of those in my line right now, and that's me. — Jeaniene Frost

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. — Jeaniene Frost

Don't bother getting me anything. You're all I want. — Jeaniene Frost

I'm attracted to a lot of hot guys. If Chris Hemsworth were here, I'd light him up like a firecracker with how fast I'd jump on him. — Jeaniene Frost

You arrogant, overpublicized, showy old bat, what are you waiting for? Aren't you the king of all bogeymen? The legend children fear will devour them if they misbehave? Come on Vlad, live up to your reputation! If you can't burn to death one Egyptian vampire chained to a wall how did you ever drive the Turks from Romania? — Jeaniene Frost

He was also handsome in a too-pretty way that made me think with less muscles, a wig, and some makeup, he'd look great in a dress.
Vlad's scowl vanished into a smile as the brunet's gaze swung in my direction as though he'd somehow heard that.
"Looks as though she's put you in your place as well, Bones," Vlad drawled. — Jeaniene Frost

She raised a sharp eyebrow at him. "Vlad, no offense, but look at you. If you're not a vampire, you're clearly the most anemic goth I've ever seen." ... "We believed you. Because that's what friends do."
pg267 October to Vlad — Heather Brewer