Dhampir Name Generator Novels & Stories

she says in a protective whisper and kisses my forehead before using vampire speed to take out the small group. My parents look at me with wide eyes, questioning without words if they saw right. Mackenzie comes back with her face covered in blood with relief in her vampire eyes. "I'm feeling much better," she says switching back, cleaning her face with a cloth. She turns to my surprised parents and smiles bashfully. "I'm the Dhampir in case you're struggling to figure that out. I only drink vampire blood and eat regular food when I can't get it." "It's an honor to meet you," my parents say bowing their heads to her.

' 'We…Mom, dad, and I had asked witch Glinda to hide her outer appearance so that people around here won't freak out after finding out how quickly she was growing older. It didn't take me much time to realize what his daughter was, and I also could understand the reason why he was trying to hide this fact from the people around him because the moment anyone would find out what she was! They would kill her because a dhampir (They are creatures that are the result of a union between a vampire and a mortal human) didn't belong here. 'You should teach her to act like a baby, you know?' I suggested to him.

“How do you differentiate between them and the second generation?” "They all trainned us, so all second-gen know them. Besides, they have weird names: Gotham, Ghost Crow, Shadow, Mist, Fire, Scar, Poison, etc. It's like a den of vipers. It's not their real names, but even they don't remember their actual names." "What about you?" Her eyes hold mine, hostage, appearing darker late at night. "Is Ethan your real name?" “It is. This is the name my mother gave me.” “How about your last name? Is it Hunter?”

I asked. "Dhampire? Oh, it's not a word, it's a name, referring to the children who are born from a vampire and a human. It's retrieved from the Balkan language. If the child is a boy, they call it 'Dhmapire', if it's a girl, 'Dhampiresa'. Based on their folklore, a dhampire is said to be extremely filthy, he or she has either a snub nose, like a bat or worse, no nose at all," Cammie paused for a break and took a sip of her fruit drink then she continued. "And in the Bulgarian legends, folklore has it that a dhampire must also feed on human blood to sustain its existence. In Serbian tales, the dhampire has an oversized head and a small body with no shadow. Other myths say that those dhampire

Lance replied, eating another sandwich. “It makes me wonder how many vampires I interact with and don’t even know it,” I said as I spread pâté on two crackers, then handed one to Lance. I bit into the other and the taste was phenomenal. “Probably more than you realize,” Lance commented, then added, “or other supernatural beings.” “Such as?” “Werewolves, dhampirs, witches, shifters …” Lance’s voice trailed off. I shook my head, realizing that this wasn’t the world that I thought it was. “Lance, what do you want to name the baby?”

Only a few Moroi learned to fight alongside their protectors, the guardians: the dhampirs. Dhampirs were born and bred to protect the Moroi. They were the fighters with strength above a human's. There were schools across the world created to teach Moroi and dhampirs. Dhampirs sometimes had another function and that was to be a blood whore. They were those who became addicted to the bite of a vampire. The dhampirs had two respected roles. Role number one: keep the dhampir population going. For some bizarre reason, dhampirs couldn't reproduce with other dhapirs; they could only reproduce with a Moroi. Role number two: protect the Moroi from Strigoi.

Alaric asked seriously. “Not a brother,” Alex explained gently. “But he will be your playmate. Like a cousin.” “What's his name?” Kaelos asked, smiling warmly at us. Alex and I looked at each other. We had discussed this name months ago, but somehow, as I looked at my child's tiny face, the name felt more perfect than I had imagined. “Damon,” I announced. “Damon Thornton.” “Damon,” Seraphina repeated, smiling. “A strong name. Perfect for an Alpha child.”

Book 1 The Shadow of the Haunter In the darkness of the night Waiting for the light to come When the demons in your mind Remind you of the damage done. Always talking, so much to say Like a haunting ghost from the grave And Heaven seems so far away. —Daughtry, Changes Are Coming * * Sometimes, things have a funny way to happen before you can even realize what on earth is going on. Hi, I’m exhibit A.

“Like Fluffy? Absolutely not. Our pup needs a commanding name. Something that makes people pause. Alpha material.” “You know we don’t even know if the baby’s gonna be an alpha, right?” “Details!” he said, waving it off. “Okay, first up—Ronan Dunham. Powerful, right?” I tilted my head. “Kind of sounds like Roman.” “But this has bite! Ronan Dunham. Strong. Fearless. A warrior’s name.” “It’s not bad.” Levi practically glowed. “Okay, how about Fenrir?” “You want to name our baby after a wolf destined to eat the gods?”

Lilith indigo It was silent in the dinning hall as the Seven of us sat quietly chewing on our food. It was beyond awkward. Here I was sitting next to Ethan- Beta of the Ahnalu Tribe — My Mate; with the person I've been in love with since He rescued me- King Eric. Let's not get started on the continuous evil stare I would catch from Kagura down the table.