“I love to stalk. I love to stalk you real, real good. I took your name home after our date and we had the best Google session of my life.”

“Okay, to be fair, I had tried to Google-stalk him. But Google-stalking is a far cry from having your demonblood best friend park his vampmobile across the and use his x-ray vamp vision to spy into someone's house. That's just rude.”

“There are vampires. They are real, they are of our time, and they are here, close by, stalking us as we sleep...”

“Greta: At one point, you practically stalked poor Dante.Jamie: Stalked? No, I just watched him. At night. From behind a bush. Using night-vision googles.”

“I didn't tell any of my friends about our first date. I waited until after our second, because I wanted to make sure it was real. I wouldn't believe it had happened until it had happened again. Then, later on, I would be overwhelmed by the evidence, by all the lines connecting you to me, and us to love.”

“All I wanted was what I'd already had. That exultation, that love. It was my one real home; I was a visitor everywhere else.”