Great Vampire Names Novels & Stories

, he said. Ax was really brave, in fact he came up with the name of their group - the deadly 6. He gave them that name not because they were the strongest vampires; they were not, although they made themselves appear that way by their reputation. He gave them that name because they were the only vampires brave enough to take dangerous risks other vampires were not willing to take. They were deadly risks, like going into the territory of the werewolf and coming out. So for their death-defying risk, Ax named them the deadly 6. As they moved inside the court, it was packed to capacity. There was no space to even move inside and they had to settle with staying all the way at the back where they

vamp (plural vamps) Noun A flirtatious, seductive woman, especially one who uses sexual desire to exploit men. [ca. 1915] ~ A certain group of strippers are forced to reunite under tragic circumstances. When one of them is found murdered in her home, the five of them come together to form an ally, their aim, to bring the killer to justice. But somewhere along the line, they find their lives entangled each in a bigger mess.

“If you know Donovan, won’t he be happy about you being here?” I tried naming the vampire. His reaction was enough to tell that Donovan was someone to be feared. Why? Was he a murderer? A king? A mercenary? “I don’t care what he thinks.” He tried to maintain her attitude. “Oh yeah. I believe you.” I snapped sarcastically. “What is your name, vampire?” “My name is Raven,” he answered simply. “Raven Arrow San Victores.” San Victores? Where did that last name sound to me? I hit my forehead with my hand when I realized. So Raven is a relative of Donovan. Yes, I could see the resemblance. Maybe it was in the shade of her crimson eyes. Or maybe his sharp features.

To sigh. " Finish her." With this being said, he turns around to leave when I scream from behind. Clenching my fists. " W...ho...a..re you!" The man's back stiffens and that's when he runs his fingers through his hair. To let the hood drop. “ Cerberus… they call me Cerberus . The barrier between life and death. And also the loyal servant of her, my Queen. Heratte…” “ The Goddess of Darkness.”

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.

I need human blood or else, I might kill my own. I wasn’t called the Death Eater for no reason. My name, Vladimir Patterson, was famous throughout the continent. Some called me a legend, while others referred to me as a myth. The tale about me singlehandedly slaughtering a thousand werewolf army was still a subject of debate for legitimacy. But who cares? Those who had lived to tell the tale were enough proof that the Death Eater was real.

“The seven princes are the avatars of the seven sins. Lucifer, the eldest, is the avatar of Pride. Mammon, the second, is the avatar of Greed. Third child, Leviathan, avatar of greed. Satan, the fourth, is wrath. Asmodeus, the fifth, is lust. Beelzebub, the sixth, gluttony. And last but not the least, Belphegor, the avatar of sloth.” “You’re Belphegor, aren’t you?” I already have a hunch that he is the last one because of how similar the name is. “Why don’t you use your real name instead of using Verphegor?” “Ah, no. I don’t like it.” He shakes his head stubbornly. “I have the same starting letter as Beelzebub. I don’t sound original!” “The two names don’t even sound the same…” “I don’t care

bethany answered as she came over looking into little avas eyes and smiling “she is quite unique can you tell me your lineage?” “im from the kronos line...but my mom... it is complicated” she said “just explain it” bethany said “my mom had relations with two vampires at the time of my conception” she said “whose the other father then?” bethany asked “from the cael line” she whispered He blinked in surprise the cael line hadnt been heard of for almost fifty years “my father still raised me as his own even though my mother...” she stopped as once again shame rushed

“Alaric Vortemont. The vampire. He’s the one with those molten-silver eyes, always looking like he can peer into your very soul and tear it apart. He’s heir to one of the oldest vampire bloodlines in the world.” Mina jumped in, her tone smooth yet serious. “Then there’s Kade Thorne, the brooding werewolf. Tall, dark-haired, forever shoving his hands in his pockets like the universe has offended him. He’s Alpha-born, dangerously quiet, a real liability if you annoy him, especially on a full moon.” Caleb smirked, thrilled to add his piece. “And let’s not forget Damien Drakaris, the dragon. With his golden eyes and a sharp smile, it’s like he’s always plotting how to set the world ablaze. His f

Who knows who it’s going to be tomorrow? Hence, the reason for my new, personal human-sized Hulk, Viper. Believe it or not, that’s his real name. He said it was the name ‘assigned to him at birth’ and that the second he was born, his father knew he would ‘lead armies to victory during war.’ Some father that was. Fortunately for him, he agreed with his father’s theory and saw no need to change his name when he came of age. The elevator opens, and the first person I see is James Brook’s secretary, Carla. She grins at me as I step out of the elevator.