“Damon: I wanted to apologize. Elena: Good. Damon: Let me finish. I said I wanted to. And then I realized, I’m not… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“Damon, leather and silk and fine chiseled features. Mercurial and devastating.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“It's not wrong to hustle hustlers. It's like killing murderers, a public service. -Damon Salvatore” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“But then she remembered something else, just a flash: looking up at Damon’s face in the woods and feeling such—such excitement, such… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“I'd rather cut my throat," she said. An intriguing thought. But I can do it so much more enjoyably.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“That's how I want to go. Taking my own way out and totally pissing everybody off at the end.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“Mary-Lynnette had an inexplicable impulse to knock Ash flat and fall down on top of him. She'd never felt that for any boy before.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“It's all right," Jeanne was yelling. "Yeah, you heard me, it's all right! Delos isn't dangerous. Not to us, anyway. Come on, you, get… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“Katherine," he said. He was still smiling. "Yes." She leaned closer. "Katherine..." "Yes, Damon?" "Go to hell.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“Still, there was no point in hurting Damon. She loved Damon, too. “I’ll try,” she promised. “We’ll take you home,” he said. “But not… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“Wasnt it Startre who said hell was eternity spent in a room with your friends?” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“A bright haze seemed to lie over everything, and she had a feeling of unreality, but the scene itself looked almost unbelievably wholesome, like… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“No, I'll dream another dream," he said. "I've made up so many things, now I'll just go into one. I'll be part of it.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“She started walking again. "Are you saying you didn't even want to be with her? Not even just a little?" He stopped. "How could… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
