J.R. Ward, Dark Lover

"Some bridges you crossed on your own, no matter who drove you to the edge."

"Wrath: look at how their folklore portrays our species. There's Dracula for Christ's sake, an evil bloodsucker who preys on the defenseless. There's piss-poor B movies and porn. And don't get me started on the whole Halloween thing. Plastic fangs. Black capes. The only thing the idiots got right are that we drink blood and that we can't go out in daylight. The rest is bullshit, fabricated to alienate us and stimulate fear in the masses. Or just as offensive, the fiction used to create some kind of mystique for bored humans who think the dark side is a fun place to visit."

"Vengeance was one hell of a roommate."

"The place is also big enough. We could all live there without killing each other." -Rhage"That depends more on your mouth than any floorplan." -Phury"

"And mortal terror in a female was Z's favorite turn-on. He got off on it like most males favored crap from Victoria's Secret."

"If sex were food, Rhage would haven been morbidly obese."

"The front door swung open, and Zsadist strode into the house. Wrath glared. "Nice of you to show up, Z. Busy tonight with the females"How about you get off my dick?"

"As far as he was concerned, there were only two good positions for a human. A female on her back. And a male facedown not breathing."

"And I'll wash your other clothes. Shall I also order you a new set of leathers"Don't-" Wrath shut his mouth. "Sure. That'd be great. And, ah, could you get me some boxers? Black? XXL?"

"They massacred the servants before killing my parents. I saw it all through a knothole in the wood. As I said, my eyes were better back then."

"You've won the evolutionary lottery: You're a vampire. Let's go to Disneyland!"

"Whoa. Fangs. She had fangs. She leaned in, prodded them a little. Eating with those puppies was going to take some getting used to, she thought. On impulse, she brought up her hands, turned her fingers into claws. Hissed. Cool."

"I'm going to talk to her."And how's that going to go? You're just going to walk up to her and say, 'Hey, I know you've never seen me before, but I'm your dad. Oh, and guess what? You've won the evolutionary lottery: You're a vampire. Let's go to Disneyland!"

"Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistable urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. Yippee."