Best Vampire Name Novels & Stories

Thru seemed to have a leader this time, a huge hooded man with an aura twice as intimidating. "Sebastian Deusdedit," he called out in a eerie tone. "Respect," she spat, "emperor Sebastian, your honor." The hooded blood sucker laughed, an unpleasant sound. "I'm also a king, you know, a lord. The lord of the vampires, what you term as blood suckers." "I don't care what you call yourself but I warn you to stay away from me and my wife." The vampire lord chuckled, throwing back his hood to reveal a deathly pale face with long sharp fangs.

Thanking Kesha, the brunette grabbed the Night Raven from its sheath and stepped into the resulting passage. The corridor was dark and cold. William stumbled, smelling the stagnant smell of blood that crowded out any other smells. Swallowing hard, the adviser frowned and walked forward, trying to get his bearings in the string of unfamiliar corridors. Sensing someone else's presence, William clenched the hilt of his sword, preparing to attack. A young vampire jumped out to meet him. Her thick brown hair was matted and turned into a solid lump. William's hand trembled for a moment - the girl looked very young. So innocent and fragile. The stranger’s pretty face twisted at the sight of the win

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

It was now obvious the two were carrying on a conversation. “I want her first,” a voice called out. “You will ruin her, let me have her first,” the second voice replied. Bohdan spoke out, “Neither of you can have her, not until I know who the hell you are.” From the dark, the two beings stepped out of the shadows and into the light from the torches that lined the top of the pit. What Bohdan and Cara saw were two sickly looking thin bald vampires hobbling over towards them. They both looked like they had scoliosis and were as pale as flower. “Give us your woman,” the first vampire said. His name was Dorek, a former Polish farmer turned vampire.

He stood up immediately and hurriedly took a deep bow. "Adrik." The silhouette ignored his son on the ground and gazed intently at Adrik, who wasn't in the least surprised at his sudden appearance. "Vlad." Adrik's lips arched up and he gazed at the silhouette that was known as the one and only Vlad the Impaler, the strongest and ruler of all vampires. His entire body was draped in a black cloak, and his dark raven short hair matched his pitch-black eyes, which complemented his pale skin and gave him the appearance of a young man.

,my dad looked ready to break down. "sorry we haven't seen any females in months",the head vampire moved closer as we spoke. "okay thanks for your time",my dad turned his shoulders sagged and the vampire touched him. "can I have your number and a description of her I will call if we run into her",my dad sighed sadly and gave his cell and name. "her name is Hannah Cross and she may be upset we were a shit family for so long",some tears slipped and he sniffed fast wiping them. These vamps looked at him and nodded.

Was he a god or something? She took a step back and then wondered why she did that? Perhaps to have a better view of this wonderful creature in front of her? She momentarily forgot about her father and noticed that her heart beat differently. She tried to calm herself down.Perhaps it was her wolf ready to show. The vampire who had killed Axel,Damon walked up to them. "She's Nicolina,the Alpha's daughter and the only child." He scoffed "I asked you to kill them all." the god like spoke.

I remembered that I used to love when my mother would make mashed potatoes and the apples that she picked from our tree before we ran from the city. The vampires talked among one another as they ate, each one looking astoundingly perfect in every way. Humans often envied vampires for their looks, as did I when I was younger. I stood silently next to Master, as did some of the other slaves and pets. A few vampires kept their pets on their lap, such as the vampire sitting next to Master. Xander is what I came to find out his name was. He seemed to be a good friend of Masters since he's the only one I've seen Master talk to this entire time.

Willow stared at him for awhile as he kept his eyes away. "Is there something I can do? Get you water or...?" Willow paused. She was throwing options out there, but Dante was no ordinary being. He is a Vampire. She had very little knowledge of the creatures, which was her fault for not being as prepared to possibly deal with them, but how would she have known she would be in the same room as one?

he said in a calm, deep voice, “give us the girl, and no one else need to do die this night.” “I would rather--” Aster put her hand on his upper arm and pushed past him. He hissed her name, but she ignored him. “Who are you?” she asked. “My name is Armand,” he said, inclining his head in her direction. “It is my deepest pleasure to finally make your acquaintance Aster.” “You are here for me?” “Naturally.” The vampire smiled. “To kill me or take me?” “Now why would we kill you? You are so special. There’s no one else like you in the world.”