Hunting Prince Dracula

For there are no limits to the stars, their numbers infinite. Which is precisely why I measure my love for you by the stars. An amount too boundless to count.

Perhaps it was time for fathers to teach their sons how to behave around young women. They were not born superior, no matter how society falsely conditioned them. We were all equals here.

You are not mine to take.” He brushed his lips against mine. Softly, so softly I might have imagined them there. My eyes fluttered shut. He could persuade me to build a steamship to the moon when he kissed me. We could orbit the stars together. “You are yours to give.

The world is vicious.' Thomas brushed a lock of hair back from my face, his gaze thoughtful. 'The world is neither kind nor is it cruel. It simply exists. We have the ability to view it however we choose.

Catch me if I fall, all right?” A smile curved his lips in a most delightful manner. “I’ve already fallen hard, Wadsworth. Perhaps you should have warned me sooner.

I will gladly accept any and all books, however. A person can never have too much reading material. Especially on a fall or winter evening. If you’re feeling extra generous, you may include tea. I love a unique blend.

Monsters could wear the smiles of friends while secreting away the rotten soul of the Devil in the darkest crevices of themselves.

There’s something powerful in that kind of love, something that deserves to be kindled and tended to, even when its embers are flickering dangerously close to darkness.

Monsters were in the eye of the beholder. And no one wanted to discover their hero was the true villain of the story.

Monsters are only as real as the stories that grant them life. And they only live for as long as we tell those tales.

I refuse to believe you've misinterpreted my affections. I am wholly in love with you. And it is permanent.

Love strangles intelligence, even in the best of us.

You're dressed for sneaking about Dracula's castle. Be still my thawing, dark heart. You certainly know how to make a young man feel alive, Wadsworth.

I wondered how I could appear so whole and serene on the outside when inside I was thrashing with turbulence.

Antique pages were a scent that should be bottled up and sold to those who adored the aroma.

What if" were the two most tragic words in existence when paired together.

You would miss me terribly and know it. Just as I would miss you in ways I cannot fathom, should we ever part.

Society at large is staggeringly obtuse. If one simply looks to others for their opinions, they lose the ability to think critically for themselves. Progress would never be made if everyone appeared and thought and loved in the same manner.

If we weren't about to face another terrible passageway filled with life-threatening danger, I'd take you in my arms this instant.

Humans were the true monsters and villains, more real than any novel or fantasy could invent.

Flesh-and-blood men were the real monsters, and they could be cut down easily enough.

You've stared Fear in its nasty face and made it tremble. You will make it through this, Wadsworth. We will mange it through this. That is a fact more tangling than any dream or nightmare. I promised I'd never lie to you. I intend to honor my word.

BONE WHITE, BLOOD RED. ALONG THIS PATH YOU'LL SOON BE DEAD.

Mr. Thomas Cresswell might not truly hold the title of prince, but the was perfectly fine. To me, he'd always be the king of my heart.

Passion and annoyance were fire, and fire was alive and crackling with power.

Andrei swung his scalpel as if it were a sword and he the most inept defender the kingdom had ever known.

You’ve stared Fear in its nasty face and made it tremble. You will make it through this, Wadsworth. We will make it through this. That is a fact more tangible than any dream or nightmare. I promised I’d never lie to you. I intend to honor my word.

Humans were the true monsters and villains. More real than any novel or fantasy could invent.