Kiersten White

In this epic and seductive gothic fantasy, a vampire escapes the thrall of Dracula and embarks on her own search for self-discovery and true love, from the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Hide. Her name was written in the pages of someone else's story: Lucy Westenra was one of Dracula's first victims. But her death was only the beginning. Lucy rose from the grave a vampire, and has spent her immortal life trying to escape from Dracula's clutches--and trying to discover who she really is and what she truly wants. Her undead life takes an unexpected turn when, in twenty-first-century London, she meets another woman who is also yearning to break free from her past. Iris’s family has built a health empire based on a sinister secret, and they’ll do anything to stay in power. Lucy has long believed she would never love again. But she finds herself compelled by the charming Iris, while Iris is mesmerized by the confident and glamorous Lucy. But their intense connection and blossoming love is threatened by forces from without. Iris's mother won't let go of her without a fight, and Lucy's past still has fangs: Dracula is on the prowl again. Lucy Westenra has been a tragically murdered teen, a lonesome adventurer, and a fearsome hunter, but happiness always eluded her. Can she find the strength to destroy Dracula once and for all, or will her heart once again be her undoing?

Lucy Undying: A Dracula Novel

Jenell Pizarro

but at least there was finally one thing I understood about myself when everything I knew in the world had come undone: Breasts really are fantastic. I mean, just the best. Absolutely divine. I could live for a thousand more years and never tire of them.

But spending time with him is like being under observation. I am more specimen than a person. I would so love to be a person sometimes.

What is the opposite of a honeymoon? A vinegar sun, perhaps. Sour and stinging and harsh and burning.

It wasn’t that my mother didn’t love me. It was that her version of love was another form of violence.

poetry is just music someone whispers straight to your soul.

Poetry makes the world bigger and smaller at the same time. Captures the unknowable and holds it in a form I can understand, even if it’s only for a few precious seconds. Poetry helped me escape when I needed it most, and it still makes me feel less insane.”

Evil is banal, evil is boring, evil is predictable, and evil is everywhere.

It breaks something inside me, seeing a perfect reflection of what it looks like to kill your heart before someone can do it for you.

Besides, isn’t loving someone always giving them the power to destroy you?

Lucy Undying: A Dracula Novel quotes

Join the club