Quotes from Amanda Ashley

That settles it, no more books about vampire before bedtime.

You don't think I'm going to deflower you under your father's roof, do you?

The moon is my sun, the night is my day, Blood is my life, and you are my prey.

His fangs scraped lightly over her skin and then, with a low groan, he gave in to the need coursing through him. She moaned softly, her body sagging against his as the world went red. There was no pain and, oddly, no fear, only a remarkable sensual euphoria. She closed her eyes, drifting, falling into velvet blackness that threatened to sweep her away into oblivion.

I look into her eyes and find forgiveness there and for a moment-- one brief, sweet shining moment, I see an end to my despair.

Her touch has rendered me helpless, her trust weakens the chains of the past. Dare I believe in the love she offers? Have I found an end to this darkness at last?

I'm sorry if my presence upsets you." One corner of his mouth turned down in a wintry smile. "You have no idea what your presence does to me.

Montroy stared at her as if she were speaking in a language he couldn't quite understand. "You asked to stay here? With him? But why?" "I'm afraid I can't explain it." Montroy raked a hand through his hair, thinking that, if he lived to be a hundred, he would never understand the workings of the female mind. "Well, I wish you'd try!

There is a rather large bounty on my head." Kadie's eyes grew wide. "Really? Why?" He shrugged. "Perhaps because I'm the most powerful vampire in the country." "You are?" "Impressed?" "I don't know. Should I be?

Sure you are. If you were any calmer, you'd be breathing fire and farting smoke.

Age is a number, and mine is unlisted

I hide in the shadows and lust for the light For I am Vampyre forever imprisoned by the night.

I long for what I do lost For that which can never be. I cloak the horror of what I am and pray you never see.

I shadow my gaze in your presence and pray you may ne'er be part, Of the hunger that class at my vitals of the evil that blackens my heart.

Several minutes passed before he realized that she had stopped reading, that she was staring back at him. "Is something wrong, sweet Rhianna?" "No, my lord." "Why have you stopped reading?" A faint smile played over her lips. "I stopped some time ago." He frowned. "Will you tell me why?" "Because the story is over, my lord." He looked at her for a long moment, feeling quite the fool, and then he laughed.

I don't know what to say." "Say yes, Mistress McLeod." Ada shook her head. "I can't allow you to come calling, Mr. Bevins." "I see." He shook his head. "No, I don't see. I thought, that is . . . Why not?

The vampire sleeping deep within the earth stirred, aroused by the scent of fresh prey in town. Gathering his senses, he deduced that the newcomer was young, healthy, and female. But it was the rich, warm scent of her life's blood that called to him, drawing him to full awareness. Just a single whiff, and he knew he would not rest until she was his.