Other Vampire Names Novels & Stories

he explained. Vael started pacing again and talking with his hands. “We have to think about the words he used, the way he spoke. See, I don’t think Dracula, Lestat, or whatever the vampire’s name was is the original recipient of the prophecy.” He explained. “Roddrick.” I interrupted, correcting him on the vampire's name.

Bob countered. "Is that so? Why don't I see that happening?" Drex continued to belittle them. "This is exhausting," Tom muttered. "Drex, do you belong to a community?" Bob asked suddenly. "What kind of community?" "A vampire-slaying community." "As if such a thing exists," Drex said skeptically. "We met two women who can sniff out vampires—their names are Emely and Mya. Do you know them?" Tom asked. "I don't think so. Mya? Emely? What strange names."

"You do not know their names, do you? And if you don't, you're a liability." Well, fuck his ass. Finally, I thought he was going to make sense as the first vampire I'll share a convo with. Obviously he has to turn out like the rest of them. Arrogance lurks in their blood. "Atticus. Akasha. Morrigan. Kael. Marcellus," he pauses. "No, I didn't mean that as an insult." He adds. "I'm not interested in talking to you anymore." I stand up and he rests his back with a sharp whine.

Willow stared at him for awhile as he kept his eyes away. "Is there something I can do? Get you water or...?" Willow paused. She was throwing options out there, but Dante was no ordinary being. He is a Vampire. She had very little knowledge of the creatures, which was her fault for not being as prepared to possibly deal with them, but how would she have known she would be in the same room as one?

“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.

Dean walks out of the trees, now fully dressed. "She is my mate, vampires. Do not even think about hitting on her, she is a werewolf and not into vampires. Do not even think about putting your filthy hands on her," Dean says. I am surprised I did not realize the creature before I was a vampire. "I am no ordinary vampire, and I am an original. My name is Vladimir. Keep yourself out of my business, werewolf. I am not afraid of you, and I can kill you with the snap of my finger," Vladimir says.

“Says who? Ancient history?” “Common sense.” "So you guys are bound now?" she said staring at the mark "bound?" “Bound. Cosmic string. Fate. Whatever you wanna call it,” Cerys supplied. “It’s more common in Lycans than vampires. You guys imprint. We usually just flirt, fight, and move on.” “You have a vampire mate?” I asked, more curious than I wanted to sound. Cerys laughed. “Gods, no. But I’ve slept with Lycans. More than once.”

I don’t know why, and some parts of our past are still blurry. “Putting things together, but not everything makes sense, does it? Maybe my name will jog your memory. Ramsey Callisto, the original vampire. The one who started all the wars, but no one ever knew until the last few times. Sadly, it didn’t do them any good and now your council works for me. Poor pitiful wolves can’t even run themselves correctly.”

As we drove, I let my mind wander to all of the questions I’ve been asking myself for the past two years. We pulled up at the big house in the center of the town; it was nighttime, so it was safe for my cousin. We were met by the Alpha, his father, and three others. I stepped out of the car, as well as Rick, we walked up to them, I bowed lightly; I figured that Alpha’s were the royalty of the werewolves for the packs, so why not? The Alpha stepped forward, “Prince Nicholas Serkan of the vampires, I am Jackson Alcmene, Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack.” I shook his hand, “This is my father, and my brothers, Jeffery, Wesley, and Thomas ” he motioned to his entourage, naming each of them, I nodded

I smirked at his translation of the word, brother in Greek. "How have you been, Andro?" Andro is one of the five male vampires left and he's one of the three that I know. We don't have a clue if there's any female vampire left but there was a rumor that one was in this particular town that I am and this was one of the reasons why I relocated here. Unfortunately, I haven't gotten a hold of one ever since I moved here. "I've been good, his about you? Still going after those κορίτσια και η γλυκύτητά τους?" I laughed out.