Single White Vampire Quotes

“Lucern felt himself "She called my erections wonderful?"
Entienne just gaped, then raised a fist to knock on his brother's forehead as if it were a door "Hello! Earth calling Luc! She thinks it's rigor mortis.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“Did you see that? Buffy just staked that poor vampire. He had yet to even do anything untowared, he just crawled out of his grave and she staked him. That is just not right. She is taking out her problems with that Angel fellow on a vampire, that is what she is doing.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“ 'Dear Mr. Argeneau,'" she began. " 'I haven't read Love Bites, One, but I will, I guarantee it. I just finished Love Bites, Two, and thought it was wonderful. Etienne was so sweet and funny and sexy that I fell in love with him even as Rachel did. He's my dream man.'" Kate paused and glanced up expectantly. "What would you say to those letters?"
That was easy enough. "Etienne is taken."
-Kate and Lucern”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“See, you have to marry me. I seem to scare off all the help.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“Kate," Lucern interrupted.
"What?" she asked warily.
"I do not need blood." He tugged her off balance and into his lap. "All I need is you.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“As a child, Kate hat once asked her mother how she would know she was in love. Her mother had said she would know she was in love when she would be willing to give up chocolate forever to be with that person for even an hour. Kate, a dedicated and hopeless chocoholic, had decided right then that she would never fall in love. She had been sure that no male was worth such privation.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“Lucern was worth giving up chocolate. Dark chocolate, white chocolate, milk chocolate - she would happily give it all up for him.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“No matter how bad the situation gets, or how low you feel, there is still one little grain of hope left in your heart, and that makes you strong. It forces you eventually to wipe away the tears, slap a bandage on your wounds, and reenter the fray.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“I am fine," Lucern muttered as she settled him into a chair. He found her concern rather annoying. If she was too nice to him, he might feel guilted into being nice back.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“The last thing in the world Kate wanted was to go anywhere she might have to face Chuck Morgan. If the publisher hadn’t been pleased with her last night, today, after seeing the headlines, he would be livid. If she still had her job by noon, she’d be a lucky woman. But, she told herself, there was no sense in dragging it out. She might as well go learn the awful truth.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“You can go along, working your shift and everything’s fine. Most of the customers are pretty good, though there might be the occasional bad one. But sometimes you have that night where you get a real nasty customer, or even two or three in a row, and they bring you down, make you tired and miserable, feeling like the whole human race sucks. Then a baby might coo and smile at you, or another customer will say “Rough night?” with a sympathetic smile. Then your mood picks up and you’ll realize maybe people aren’t so bad.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“I’ll take that to mean you think my plan is brilliant and agree to cooperate,”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“These are your readers, your fans! Without them, you’re nothing. They pay good money for your books, and more good money to tell you they enjoyed them. Your books wouldn’t be published without readers to read them. How can you just ignore them like this? They took the time and trouble to write you. They say wonderful things about you, your books, your writing! Didn’t you ever admire someone’s work or enjoy it so much you wanted to tell them of your appreciation? You should be grateful they’ve taken the trouble to do so!”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“I’m glad you’re all right. Mostly. I was worried when you didn’t answer my knock. I’ll check on you again in an hour.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“Dear God, the woman didn’t just eat rabbit food, she wore rabbit slippers.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“Kate protested his paying, but Lucern insisted. It was a man thing. His pride wouldn’t allow a woman to pay for food intended for his home.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“She’s contemplating matchmaking, Bastien. Take her home. Now,” Lucern ordered. His brother burst out laughing, moving him to add, “After she has finished with me, she shall focus on finding you a wife.” Bastien stopped laughing at once. He grabbed his mother’s arm. “Come along, Mother. This is none of our business.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“The four men exchanged glances and shifted into a tighter group, making sure that the open back of the van and the cooler of blood were hidden; then Lucern echoed, “What we’re doing?”
“Oh, like it isn’t obvious,” she snorted. “Sneaking out here, crowding around the van.” She shook her head and gave them a condescending look. “I may have been raised in Nebraska, but I’ve lived in New York long enough to be savvy about you artist types.”
Now the looks the men exchanged were bewildered. Artist types? Lucern was a writer, Etienne a program developer, Bastien a businessman and Greg was a therapist. Artist types? And what did she think artist types did anyway? The only way to find out was to ask. Lucern did. “What is it exactly that you think we are doing out here?”
She gave a resigned sigh. “You’re smoking pot-joints.” She said it as one word.
The men all gaped at her; then Etienne released a disbelieving laugh. “What?”
Kate tsked with exasperation. “Pot. Marijuana. You guys snuck out here for a debbie.”
“Er…I believe it’s called a doobie,” Greg interjected.
“Whatever. That’s what you were doing, right?”
“Er…” Lucern began. Then he, Bastien, Etienne and Greg shared a grin.
“Yes. You caught us. We were smoking a debbie,” Etienne agreed.
“Doobie,” Greg corrected.
“Yes.” Bastien nodded. “We’d offer you some, but we…er…”
“Smoked it all up,” Etienne finished.
The two men sounded disgustingly apologetic to Lucern’s mind. Good Lord.
“Oh, that’s okay. I don’t smoke anything.” She smiled crookedly, then added, “Besides, dinner is about to be served. I think that’s why Rachel was looking for you.”
“Well then, we should go in.” Stepping forward, Lucern took Kate’s arm firmly and turned her toward the building. They’d barely taken two steps when he heard the van doors closing and the other men fell into step behind them. Smoking debbies. Good Lord.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire

“Shh,” she said sternly, as if Luc had been the one who’d just let out the caterwaul.”
― Lynsay Sands, Single White Vampire