Best Vampire Name Novels & Stories

Witches came to camp in the boundaries of venngreberg in disguise,vampires there were too weak to smell their presence except a little boy with special abilities called Perseus,he saw through the disguise but couldn't do anything because he was only a boy unless he goes to venngreberg and inform the king

Alexander says, stating the obvious. “You don’t say,” I deadpan. “Lock his legs in another cell please, Allan,” he requests. “What’s your name?” He asks the vampire. “Crawl back to the shadows you came from. The King will reward me,” the vampire spits. Alexander kneels in front of the vampire and stares into his eyes, “I Benedict Alexander White, command you to tell me your name, before I start hacking off more body parts, inch by inch,” he threatens. “My name is Archer,” the vampire tells him with a defeated look on his face.

The creature hissed and launched another attack, this time aiming to take Bola from the stomach. The mage swallowed when he jumped backward. It took everything in him to keep his mind from the fact that just a slice from those fingers would live him paralyzed or worst dead. From the red patched growing on the creature's face, he could tell that the man was not any ordinary vampire. Vampiron, they were called. The rarest and the deadliest species of the Vamp community. His body was already heating and he could feel the heat that was beginning to soak his shirt. His heart was pulsing, but he had learned over the years to keep his body from feeling fear, even in an inevitable situation.

The black vampire spoke out, and Elena angrily sits down back on her chair. "...so our vampire head, don't you have anything to say to us?" The black vampire turn to Carlos and ask. "... what's your name again? You know it has been over 20 decades since we had a meeting like this, and I can't recall your names. So please tell me what's are your named?" Carlos strangely ask them, and they were all surprise by his question but went ahead to answer. "...my name is mufasa Ali! Great vampire head." The black vampire introduce himself first.

Annette frowned "V– Victor? That can't be true!?" Hannah glared at her, the honey syrup expression she always has on washed away and a new demon is revealed to her, that face even made Skyler take a step back. "Oh my dear young vampire, it is I, me, its the very being of myself they wanted to hide from the world! I am Hannah Vladimir Dracul, and Victor was my innocent younger brother!"

Damien pov I am Damien Montenegro. People always regard me as a ruthless billionaire but am actually a ruthless vampire, a vukodlak vampire. I do not have pale skin like other vampires. I look exactly like humans, no difference. I possess both a witch and a werewolf power which means I can shapeshift into anything. "Damien , lord Montenegro will like to see you." Max said Max is my best friend, also my right hand man. Even though we were close friends, I do not entertain rudeness or friendly insults.

He then knocked all of us to the ground and then went back to his position where he rose up from. I and Tyler looked dumfounded so i asked him “What type of alpha are you?” He had a good laugh about my statement and replied “What makes you think I'm a wolf or even a human?" " I'm a full moon vampire! you kids can refer to me as Liam, Liam Salvatore“ “Liam! Why does that name sound very familiar? Anyways we apologize for the disturbance, we just came to grab a corpse’s head real quick before we bounce, we didn't even know a vampire would be lurking in our town".

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

And far away, in the heart of the vampire capital, a circle of elders lit the old fire and whispered her name like a curse. Tatiana Sanguine. The heir. The key. The storm.