Blood Quote by Bram Stoker

He made a small sigh, as he swallowed the first blood, then his mouth closed over my earlobe, mouth working at the wound, tongue…

— Laurell K. Hamilton

Blood spurted from his nose. Okay, I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing.

— Gena Showalter

His finger flicked open a button on my cardigan-then two, three, four. It tumbled off my shoulders, leaving me in my camisole. He pushed…

— Becca Fitzpatrick

“I saw him trying to struggle and call out. But because of the robe, he could not move and his voice could not be…

— Colm Tóibín

I kissed him, trying to bring him back. I kissed him and let my lips rest against his so that our breath mingled and…

— Jojo Moyes

He raised his hand, hesitant, conflict raging in his eyes, and then swiftly brushed the length of my cheekbone with his fingertips. His skin…

— Stephenie Meyer

“I held him to my breast, arms tight around the broad, shaking shoulders, and my own tears fell on his hair, making small dark…

— Diana Gabaldon

“I was fading helplessly away with open eyes, staring straight at the ceiling. Finally I stuck my forefinger in my mouth and took to…

— Knut Hamsun

“Drink," he said. I pressed my mouth to the wound, first lapping up the blood as it flowed out, and then sucking deeply from…

— Syrie James

“Winter's last rain and a light I don't recognize through the trees and I come back in my mind to the man who made…

— Bruce Weigl

Okay, yeah, he staggered back and fell into the condiments. Big deal. There wasn't any blood. I didn't even get him in the face.…

— Meg Cabot

“His finger withdrew and the room grew quiet. I could feel his presence, smell his scent, but he made no sound. For a brief…

— Krystina Stevens