Volume 2 Quotes

“Sybil laughed. “I bet you’re hungry. I went through the same thing!” She touched his face. “What you need is a good breakfast,” she beckoned with her finger, “See here what I’ve prepared for you!” She pointed to a man and a woman she had tied to a wooden skid. They struggled to get away while they cried in fear and pleaded for mercy. “Which one would you like to eat?” Sybil asked while she exposed their necks.”
― Cynthia Fridsma, Volume 2: Blood

“Drink,” he instructed her. At first, she kept her mouth closed. With his thumb, he forced her mouth open and pushed his bloody wrist against her mouth again. The blood trickled down her throat, and finally, she sucked his wound. She brought him in ecstasy. The blood streamed through his veins into her mouth—enough! He pulled his hand back. Again, he bit into her neck, and he enjoyed drinking until she stopped moving. Until he was sure, she was dead. Her blood was all drained, and now she had the face of an ancient mummy. In three days she will rise and yearn for blood, he knew.”
― Cynthia Fridsma, Volume 2: Blood