Vampire Diaries Costume Halloween Novels & Stories

Bonnie offered. “No way!” Elizabeth and June said in unison. “We are staying, and we are going to have the best time of our lives. Also, we…” “What’s that about?” June asked anxiously, as they heard the police cars approaching. “Probably someone got over excited and smashed a window or two. Happens a lot on Halloween,” Bonnie said carelessly. Their conversation was interrupted by the shrieking sound of three young girls running behind them. One of them was wearing a bunny costume while the other two were dressed as vampires.

It's milling with students wearing hideous, scary and gothic costumes—any shade you wish to see. There are spooky tents everywhere with scarecrow shapes, and students are mingling under them. The girls quickly fixed their vampire fangs since they're both vampires tonight. Yvonne went extra, drooling tonic on their chins like real blood, and that completed their looks before they sashayed their ways into the crowd of students. "Hey vampire girls!" A known voice made them turn at a time to see Pascal who's dressed like Bluebeard with a large smile on his face.

Her straight black hair fell down her back to touch the bed where she sat. Likewise, Karen was sizing Ashley up. Ashley was wearing what James liked to call her 'hunting leathers' that she wore when she used to go out looking for a human to feed off of. She hadn't worn it out since Samhain and only put it on when James had asked her to as he loved seeing her in it. Karen noted that they were both about the same height and that Ashley's skin tone was had a bit more color to it than the pale base makeup that Karen wore. Was this really what vampires looked like or was she just duped into fulfilling some kinky fantasy of her ex? "You don't look like a vampire," Karen noted, breaking the silence

After everything that had happened, choosing exactly this costume was almost a mockery of fate. “Did you like it?” I spun, making the dress twirl. “I loved it.” He pulled me close, his hands on my waist. “But I’m going to have to suck you dry.” “Daddy!” Aggy shouted, laughing. “Vampires don’t suck dolls!” “This vampire does.” He replied, and I laughed. The oven timer went off. I went over and took out the pumpkin pie decorated like a graveyard — cookie tombstones, whipped cream ghosts, chocolate spiderwebs. Aggy clapped when she saw it, her eyes shining.

Not wanting to stick out too much with a formal gown, she decided on a black bodycon dress and a black and sheer striped shrug. The group made their way down to the dining hall, hoping breakfast was waiting for them. When the young vampires arrived, the dining room was entirely empty. A yawn sounded behind the group and startling them. They all turned to see Remy half asleep in flannel pajama bottoms and a band tee.

The drinks are green, red, and black. I wear the DC character supervillain Harley Quinn costume with wigs because Bash did not agree to dye my hair while Bash wears a Daredevil costume with a masked horn head. “Shouldn’t you two wear at least a match costume?” Ryker asks. I think he’s Edward Cullen tonight with a thick foundation to look pale and red contact lens. “Ryker!” I launch myself to hug him. He laughs. “Easy there, Harley. Our last encounter wasn’t pleasant. You don’t wanna make this party a real Halloween, do you?”

The clothes would hide them from human eyes, allowing them to flow across the landscape at vampire speed without being noticed. The sun was invisible behind a thick layer of clouds, but the vampires sensed the exact moment it disappeared beneath the hills to the west. Genevieve and Dara joined them a moment later. The two women were also dressed in black pants and sweatshirts, one of the few times Stefan could remember seeing them so dully garbed. Usually, they wore dresses of purple, lavender, red or crimson, reminders of those bygone days in Paris, he surmised.

My best friends burst in, arms full of fabric and excitement. “Aurora!” Selene exclaimed, chasing Xander out of the room. “Wait until you see what we've brought for you!” They unveiled a dress that took my breath away. It was a masterpiece, combining elements from various supernatural traditions. It sparkled like a vampire's skin in sunlight, while the skirt flowed like water, reminiscent of the fluidity of werewolf transformation. The dress had beautiful, fairy-like stitching around the bottom, and hidden within the fabric were magical symbols for love and safety.

I said. “What about your dressing?” she asked with dismay. “I’m capable of finding something to wear and putting it on myself. I did it for years before becoming a vampire queen,” I explained. “Now go.” I continued to watch Pierre and Jason Masters make their way into the main hall while Ferguson set out to quiz whoever in Jason’s party was willing to talk to her. I waited until they’d disappeared into the castle before I searched my wardrobe for something sensible, yet feminine to wear. Because Sybil had the foresight to send a great deal of the trousseau she’d prepared ahead for me, my wardrobe was fairly complete. There were outfits to accommodate most occasions as well as era styles.

I loved being part of the plan making. We both got dressed in our costumes. Lucas wore a white long sleeve shirt with brown trousers and suspenders, looking just like Jack. I had on the iconic purple and white dress with pink sash around my ribs that she wore the night the ship sank. Since it's cold in New York for Halloween I had on the coat that Jack gave Rose part way through the night. "Are you ready Rose?" He asked, holding his arm out for me to take. "Ready, Jack." I grabbed it, getting into character with him.