“Trust the tide, Gracie. Trust the tide.”

“Lorcan nodded, "It'ss a beautiful night," he said. "The stars have all come out for you, Darcy." He turned to go, then had a fresh thought. "Oh and Tempest, a word to the wise..." Grace was busily gathering up the edges of Darcy's train. "Yes?" she said, glancing up at Lorcan. "What is it Furey?" Lorcan grinned."Just so you know, I've put down good money on you catching the wedding bouquet. I trust you wouldn't let me down!" as he winked at her, Grace thought his eyes never looked so blue. They were eyes you could never tire from looking at- as deep and constant and infinite as the ocean itself.”

“i’ll tell you a tale of Vampirates,a tale as old as true.Yea, I’ll sing you a song of an ancient ship,that sails the ocean blue...That haunts the ocean blue.the Vampirate ship has tattered sails,that flap like wings in flight.They say that the Captain, he wears a veil,so as to curtail your fright.At his death pale skin,and his lifeless eyes,and his teeth sharp as night.Oh, they say that the Captain, he wears a veil,and his eyes never see the light.you better be good child- good as gold.As good as good can be.Else I’ll tell you to the in to the vampirates,and wave you out to sea.Yes, you’d better be good child- good as gold,because- lookཀ can you see?,There’s a dark ship in the harbor tonight.And there’s room in the hold for thee.(Plenty of room for thee.)Well if pirates are bad.And vampires are worse.Then I pray, that as long as I be,that though I sing of Vampirates,I never one shall I see.Yea, if Pirates are danger,and Vampirates are death,I’ll extend my prayer for thee-that thine eyes never see a Vampirate......and they never lay a hand on thee.”

“It won't be an easy journey - do not expect it to be. But the easy journeys are not worth the leather on the soles of our shoes, boy. It's the journeys that test us to our very core - the journeys that strip the clothes from our back, mess with our minds and shake our spirits - these are the journeys worth taking in life. They show us who we are.”

“Stuckley drew back his sword with evident satisfaction. "She really is your Achilles' heel, isn't she Furey?""No." Lorcan said, preparing his own attack. "Not my Achilles' heel.The love of my life. And I'll do whatever it takes to protect her.”

“Death is death. Whether you die smiling or with tears in your eyes, it amounts to the same thing. A whole heap of nothing”

“Well, if pirates are bad,And vampires are worse,Then I pray that as long as I beThat though I sing of VampiratesI never one shall see.Yea, if pirates are dangerAnd vampires are death,I'll extend my prayer for thee-That thine eyes never see a Vampirate...and they never lay a hand on thee”