Pearl: They're the sun-dodging immortals with an insatiable thirst for blood—Vampires!
Marina: Versus the shape-shifting canines with supernatural strength—Werewolves!
Pearl: This isn't even a contest! I mean... vampires are IMMORTAL, yo!
Marina: Vampires might technically be able to live forever, but they're NOT immortal. Those suckers are SUPER easy to slay. Ever hear of sunlight? Garlic? Stakes?
Pearl: Pshh... Steaks?! You can't slay a vampire with a slab of meat!
Marina: ...
Pearl: Vamps don't even eat steak! They drink the juice inside of it like civilized beings!
Marina: Um...
Pearl: Werewolves, on the other hand, eat steak straight from the source! They're mindless, slobbery dogs with ZERO sophistication or impulse control. Steaks? Get real, Marina.
Marina: OK, Pearl...
"The sign downstairs gave a vampyr leave to enter this room. Why would a werewolf respond to an invitation clearly meant for a vampyr?" asked the supposed vampire.
"Because werewolves hate vampires. Everybody knows that."
This was news to Yulric. He had always gotten on quite well with werewolves: they were good for a laugh, knew the latest drinking songs, and made for very convenient scapegoats.
"Because werewolves hate vampires. Everybody knows that."
This was news to Yulric. He had always gotten on quite well with werewolves: they were good for a laugh, knew the latest drinking songs, and made for very convenient scapegoats.
— An Unattractive Vampire by Jim McDoniel
Hank: Are werewolves and vampires enemies?
Ada: God, nothing as dramatic as that...it's more like how Democrats and Republicans feel about each other.
Hank: OH! That's horrible!
Ada: Bad example. Uh, maybe it's more like, I don't know, um, Broncos and Raiders fans?
Hank: ACK! THAT'S WORSE!
Ada: God, nothing as dramatic as that...it's more like how Democrats and Republicans feel about each other.
Hank: OH! That's horrible!
Ada: Bad example. Uh, maybe it's more like, I don't know, um, Broncos and Raiders fans?
Hank: ACK! THAT'S WORSE!
We are nothing so pure as a beast. Yet that is how the vampire treats our kind. Rabid animals leashed to their wars. Trophies to flay for our good-skin pelts. This is all the young packs have ever known, so they submit... are made depraved. I shall teach you history: the vampire and we are rooted from the same evil. All bastard children of Lilitu. None of us meant to belong in the natural world. We who could not cover our teeth grew lean in the wildernesses. They became fat from your cities. Still, they are deformed things. With no scent... No breath. Only a thin thread of control. When it breaks, the muzzle is slipped, they slaughter like us. Show them. Remind them of the baseness they share with their dogs. Reveal to the pack what their masters truly are. Then claw and fang will meet in killing embraces.
—Trian, The Secret World
"We are talking about werewolves and vampires. Thousands of years of hate."
— Luke Garroway, Shadowhunters
"Whether you like it or not, you're in the middle of a war that has been raging for the better part of a thousand years. A blood feud between vampires and lycans. Werewolves."
—Selene, Underworld (2003)
