Name For Female Vampire Novels & Stories

The Hybrid can show up anytime. The Female Vampire was fast as she was cruel. She was strong as she was merciless. Based on Remus’s evaluation, she could be an Ascendant, a Vampire around two-hundred years. But she isn’t the Hybrid. She smells purely of Vampire blood. And she was very very angry.

No, once, she had been a different human vampire entirely—a woman named Seraphina, a vampire of grace and goodness, who had known love and hope. In her youth, Seraphina had been beautiful, with long, flowing hair as dark as midnight and eyes that glimmered like amethysts. She had lived in a small but peaceful vampire clan, content with her existence, and known for her kindness and gentleness. But all that had changed the day she met Skyrim, a vampire king of great power and renown.

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.

"After Darius and I met the council, one member in particular held a strong interest in me." "Voldemort?" I suggest. Wynter turns to look at me, suppressing a laugh. "Yes and no. Yes, that's who I'm referring to, but no, that's not his real name. His real name is Salacia Raith. He was the predecessor of Valerio Rossi, the original high vampire. I will get into more of that later though. For now, you just need to know that Salacia was the one that was intrigued by me."

Victor had finally grown up a little and Friedrich and Melissa were seriously considering naming him king. It seemed what I did had helped the boy to find himself a little and he had become the man we all knew he could be, even if his parents didn’t think so at one point. Little Viktoria was right! She met her wolf on her fourteenth birthday and officially became the first hybrid female born from a vampire. She loved our way of life so much and decided not to go to the city, which was a huge relief to both me and her mother. At least one of them wanted to hang around with us.

No one would. "Well, She couldn't give us more information, but what she told me was that the creatures we would be looking for were of lycan clan, " He said as smirk. We were closer than we thought but still very far behind. "Isn't she an Oracle?" I asked, surprised because, according to me, the Oracle was supposed to give us the names. "She is, but her spirit got detected before she could see the person's face, so they have an Oracle too," He said as worry suddenly came to my face.

I didn't feel like talking to anyone. “I came here to see you, you smell like an old friend of mine and it got me thinking.” “Who are you?” I asked in curiosity. “My name is Elora.” My eyes widened, there is only one woman that we all know who has that name. “You can't be the Elora?” I exclaimed in surprise. “I am, actually. I have been around but lurking in the shadows. You smell like death in the first instance then I noticed that it wasn't so. You smell like an old friend of mine.” She looked around then leaned closer to me and lowered her voice. “A vampire.”

The voice, though deep and sensual would send a chill down the spines of ordinary men, but it did nothing to ruffle Vlad’s feathers. Without turning around, he greeted his sister back, “I see you came.” “Are you not honoured by my presence brother?” “Should I be?” The female vampire chuckled and stepped forward to face her brother. She was beautiful, her face so breathtaking that the scholars of ancient Greece called her Aphrodite. Her silky black hair was dyed blonde and her eyes were sapphire green. Her stature was slightly smaller than Vlad’s but her arms and legs were well toned. They looked nothing like each other.

It was clear that she commanded their loyalty and respect, a force to be reckoned with in this dark underworld. The young vampire stopped in front of me, her piercing eyes meeting mine. There was an undeniable intensity in her gaze, a spark of curiosity mixed with something else I couldn't quite decipher. She seemed to see through me, delving into the depths of my soul. Her voice, when it finally escaped her lips, was melodic yet laced with an underlying power. "Welcome to my domain," she said, her words resonating with a commanding authority. "I am Elara, Queen of Shadows."

The presence here is so heavy, so I am becoming too nervous right now. I was just standing in front, looking around, waiting for something to happen. I took a deep sigh and then said, "Uhm, A pleasant day to you, our deity. I am the heiress of Vamparia, Celestine Duke, and I came again to this place to ask for your favor."