Best Vampire Name Novels & Stories

"Pure blood," a second voice whispered, and Allena looked to the side, his gaze finding a dark-haired vampire. Man, he remembered. The Vampire clan leader he and Boss taken over after former leader had sacrificed herself in tribute to Lucifer. She'd never actually met them, even before the war had broken out, but she was aware of the vampire's physical prowess as well as his considerable influence in the downward. Boss fangs dropped as a snarl ripped from his mouth. "Wolf!"

Some dropped their thumbs at us while the rest uttered profanity for being a team of losers. His name is Damon Salvador. Apart from that he is the son of the King of the vampires, Damon is the most arrogant, ruthless, and self-centered vampire I have ever known. Degrading, humiliating, and ruining someone's life is his best fortë since he could not kill someone's life as well. Our team hates him to the deepest part of our souls. Those vampires who are not well aware of his attitude being the worst will basically end up giving up their own lives. But the four of us are already accustomed to his treat and tricks. His team was also assigned to New York.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

With the moonlight, he looked like the stuff dreams were made of—my prince of the night. We kissed again, this time long and deep, before he let me go. He placed his helmet on and walked onto the battlefield with Andrew at his side. Andrew shifted beside him. They marched out as one so that all could see the werewolves and vampires could work together. The other werewolves shifted, and the vampires crouched, calling forth a blood rage. The battle began—werewolves and vampires dashing for the Ironfang pack. The Alpha shifted, his scar face visible even in wolf form. He charged Andrew and Sebastian. Sebastian sprinted for him, blade drawn, wanting revenge for my mother’s death. Two large black

"But seriously, answer me." "No, I don't sleep. I don't have the privilege to do so," she finally replied. "Why not? Don't go with a lie now." "I won't lie to you." "Yes, and I'm stupid." His sarcastic tone could be worse than anything else. She ignored it and responded, "Vampires don't sleep." The laughter from his forum echoed in his conscience. Hell, what a big lie. Didn't it occur to you to tell him that it's because you like the darkness too? You're so... bad at this, seriously."

It didn't smell good or bad to me, but Seb would scrunch his face every so often clearly not enjoying the aroma. "Who are his descendants?" Seb asked. "Do they even know about him?" Jace added. This was the first time I noticed the tension in both their bodies. It was like they were having a contest on who could stick their chest out the furthest. I'm going to guess something happened between Seb and Jace when I was in the vortex. Now is not the time for me to bring it up though. "Erebus only had one son. His son's name is Ferox. The vampires know him as king Ferox the current ruler of vampires"

Maybe it was that smirk, or the fact that this conversation hadn’t been as painfully bland as the ones I had had with others of his kind. " What is your name?" His smile grew even larger. My creep radar was going off. " My name is Haydon Veneziano," he spoke confidently, and his smirk twisted into an evil smile and his eyes grew dark. It was as though the person standing in front of me had totally devoured the cool, calm teenage vampire I had been talking to just a moment ago. I froze as I remembered his name- Haydon Veneziano. It was a name no hunter could ever possibly forget as it belonged to one of the most feared vampires to have existed. He was the son of a very rich, very powerful vam

Xavier's pov: My name is Xavier Fernandes, A full-blooded vampire from the Dracula lineage and the head vampire of my clan. Vampires, they said, cannot walk during the day, because we react to the sun, but due to the nature of my blood which my people call the Golden Blood, I can walk around during the day and more perfectly at nightfall

I know that he was saying these vampires are bloodthirsty bastards who would manipulate anyone and anything just to get what they want. The vampire then fixed his robe, “Ah, I think my time here is up... I have to roam around.” “Wait, what’s your name?” I asked the vampire. “Secret…I’ll tell you when you reach me again…” he winked, just to add to the mystery. “I know you, Gusev.” Creed suddenly mumbled, “I finally remembered your name…You’re the famous plotter who would take advantage of anyone.” The vampire, which I now learn is Gusev frowned, “Ah, why spoil the mystery?”

The vampires that came in looked different, each one had their own personality, some looked happy to be here, others were very calm, I had to ask them all the same questions and listen to their answer as I checked their background check. "So tell me what's your name?" I asked each one that came in, it's the first question on my list and I was here listening to their different answers as they blended. "Darjin Veleburs," "Alex," "Katalina," " Calesti Lakair," "How old are you?" I asked next, we don't want very old vampire, or maybe we don't want extremly young ones, I wasn't sure what we're looking for, I'll have to check with Logan, I thought to myself as they all answered me.