Name For Female Vampire Novels & Stories

"Very well, I can explain, Brother Federico—your new maid has offended me. Since she's no one special, she should be disposed of." Alessia finally grins, careful not to show her fangs. She doesn't know how much pathetic, ugly, mortal Hailey has been told—and she will not risk offending her beloved over something so trivial. People like Hailey deserve to be in the dark until they die. People who believe her beloved Federico is the fourth generation of the original Don Federico Vitale instead of the original don himself should hear no secrets of the supernatural. Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to

“What is her name?” He shook his head. “She has no name. We only call her The Queen.” “What was her name?” Jo pressed the barrel of the gun against his forehead. He closed his eyes, his mouth moving as whispers of Russian that sounded like a prayer came out. She almost laughed aloud. What god would save a Vampire? Especially an unsouled one. “She has had many names.” His eyes were still closed as he answered. “Give. Me. One.” His lips were trembling as he whispered, “Asteria.”

When she grows up, she will shift on your order and then you will see how many tails she has. - What's her name, daddy? - She has no name yet. You give her a name. - My name's Sophia. - the girl says, in fear. - I don't like that name. I will call you Eli. - So Eli will be her name from now on. The girl pouts and the little vampire giggles. The vampire's wife approaches and looks into Lucifron's dead eyes. - Is this the dragon you talked to me about? - She questioned, curious. – I thought dragons were giants.

“Uweh…? A-Ah…! I’m sorry for staring at you…!” She apologized with her head lowered. God, she’s cute. “Sherry, your name,” Persia whispered. Seems like she’s good friends with Persia. “A-Ah…! Nice to meet you…! My name is Sherry Scarlet Rosenberk from Class S. I’m not a bat-kin— but a vampire.” Hearing her statement, then I’ve confirmed that she’s the new vampire race— a winged vampire.

she said huskier than she meant, but his hand was on her face, caressing the flesh, and she wanted to tremble. Don’t. She couldn’t show that weakness. His hands were hard, but his touch felt whisper-soft. “Hailey, Aria Rambeaux.” She said, reinforcing her tone. There was pride in the words because she was named after the first pureblood vampire ever to be born, Aria La Fey. The first, but not the last.

The simple fact that the Covens erupted into violence on a regular basis denied them the longevity to reach the two thousand year mark. She mulled over the female's name Freya. She felt her pulse quicken as it sparked memories of her youth. As a Youngling she'd heard that name before, mentioned in stories of a wild vampire who had visited Europe. They were tales of terror and pain, of a female vampire with such fearlessness she'd taken on stronger males and overcome them. The stories had ceased after a while and Reasa had assumed the vampire had finally met her match. Maybe she had been in error... "Have you ever been to Europe?"

Annette frowned "V– Victor? That can't be true!?" Hannah glared at her, the honey syrup expression she always has on washed away and a new demon is revealed to her, that face even made Skyler take a step back. "Oh my dear young vampire, it is I, me, its the very being of myself they wanted to hide from the world! I am Hannah Vladimir Dracul, and Victor was my innocent younger brother!"

Obviously, it was only through folktales and legends. “Who is she?” Rozelyn finally asked. Rosette sighed through her nose. She took another sip of the champagne that she almost forgot she was holding and answered, “She was the former vampire supreme before me…” Rozelyn was relieved. She thought it was Romaine at first. But then, she remembered that she mentioned that it was during the 1980s and Romaine was still living in Romania at that time. “What’s her name?” she asked again. “Nyra Ravenwood.”

But he's not supposed to be seen by anyone. "Pardon me, miss. I didn't see you there!" Marius apologized. "No, it's my fault for rushing over. Are you alright?" The woman asks him. "Of course, I'm fine. Are you?" He responded. "Yes, I am. Don't worry about it. By the way, I'm Luna." The woman extended her arm to shake his hand. "My name is Marius." He replied and took her hand to shake it. "You're a vampire!" She exclaimed.

Leona sighed in resignation. In the next split second she stretched out her fingers in front of Ash who had just set his feet on Leona's right side. "Look! Can my fingernails give him such deep claws? The only female vampire with terrible fingernails is Irina Skarsgard." explained Leona at length.