Name For Female Vampire Novels & Stories

And far away, in the heart of the vampire capital, a circle of elders lit the old fire and whispered her name like a curse. Tatiana Sanguine. The heir. The key. The storm.

Gin sat next to her, and the other girl took a seat on the arm of the couch next to her. "My name is Ismelda Darkwind. I am a vampire." She spoke out gently. I chuckled, leaning back into the chair. "Well, shit! I don't know why I'm suprise. Hell, if wolves exist, why not vampires." I said, speaking aloud. The girl that sat on the arm of the couch looked at me confused. "Why, if you're a wolf, does the existence of wolves, let alone vampires, comes to you as a shock?" I sighed out, sitting back up.

One of the few who didn't dream of being like us? - Yes. And do you remember what her name was? - Why are we talking about the past? Behind the wall, Vlad thought the same, but curiosity kept him in place. - Because the past is linked to the present in more ways than the beginning and end of the war. I ask again. Do you know what her name was? - Arabella. She would have made the most beautiful vampire the kingdom had ever seen. It was a tragedy that she wanted to be human. - Yes, her name was Arabella. Arabella Blue.

He said being as blunt as a brick. The female vampire cocked an eyebrow at him before she burst out laughing. "You're serious aren't you. Hahahha oh my how funny you are." She said, giving a whole honest laugh. But her laughter soon stopped as her face grew serious. "My name is Zoranna Von-vandike. And I'm afraid you will be my first meal in over a thousand years." She said, licking her lips as her fangs grew larger. Xolvion smiled, holding his ground firmly as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Vampire Clans: Nerezza (neh-RET-tsah) – The founding bloodline of vampire academia, they value control, elegance, and superiority. Known for their mastery of illusion, shadow travel, and political manipulation. They often head prestigious houses like Nerezza Hall at Obscura Arcanum. Nyx (Niks) – Mysterious and ancient, descended from the primordial goddess of night. Members of Nyx are often oracles, seers, or necromancers, and their blood is rumored to grant glimpses into death itself. They don’t crave power, power craves them.

“There’s no such thing as a poison that can kill a vampire.” “Then what is it?” Moldark asked. “Vampire hunter’s blood.” Henry looked at Vincent’s body once again. “That girl, the one Vincent was chasing. Did Vincent drink her blood?” “I—I don’t know, sir.” “Who’s the girl? Do you remember her name or face?” Moldark looked up. “I only remember her last name.” A brief pause. “Windward.”

"Excellent. Did he mention who the first vampire was?" I racked my brain. "No, I don't think so." "The first vampire was a female by the name of Silindra. She and Sharra - the now vampire queen - were close friends, but they were also so much more. Sharra and Silindra were sisters. Twins." I gasped, recognizing the name as that of the realm Christopher took me to. Kenmei nodded. "Yes, that is why her realm is called Sharra. Now she is known only as the vampire queen, though she allows a select few to call her by her real name."

Vampire bloodlines were rare, and there had always been a strong emphasis on their descendants, so it would be odd if she were. The girl appeared to be very young, yet she had suffered abuse, judging by the scars on her arms and legs. I lifted the girl into my arms and decided to take her to see a doctor. Vampire wounds usually healed quickly, so why were hers so difficult to heal? I gently sat her in the passenger seat and closed the car door.

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.

king Damien said, looking around as his eyes landed on the rebel before him. “Pray ye what’s her crime?” He asked, looking around as tension filled the room. “She slandered your name my Lord, therefore she awaits your punishment” Lord Bennett said as other vampires gasped and brought out their thirsty fangs. “She should be killed,she should be killed” they chanted as king Damien stood up. “Silence!” He exclaimed and Immediately everywhere was as silent as a graveyard.