Vampire Diaries Costume Halloween Novels & Stories

But then I see two shadows step forward. ‘They’re here,’ my father says. Everyone steels themselves or stands in a fighting stance as two vampires approach. I shake my head of the familiar feelings I always felt around Micah and try to concentrate on the two vampires standing in front of my father with my dagger in hand, ready to strike. The male vampire has blonde hair combed back and wears a black suit with a red vest and shirt underneath. The woman has dark brown hair past her shoulders and wears a two-piece red silk dress. The top is a corset followed by a long silky skirt. They look ready to attend a ball rather than a meeting with werewolves at the edge of the woods. They only appear t

White shoes, pants, a white doctor's coat, and a white shirt underneath. “All right, I have enough juice to maybe get four people out of here and get myself back here. But I'm going to need someone to get me out of here when we're all done. I won't be able to get myself home,” Vincent said as he began looking for the four smallest hybrids. The smaller the mass, the less it drains his already weak ability to teleport. Just as he opens a cell door, the main door at the end of the hall flies open, and a flood of vampires races in. These vampires looked different. They were not wearing white; they were dressed in black and red.

If he was here, then he was truly a night creature. His long black cloak billowed behind him like a sinister cape of darkness. His brown hair was slicked back, and his piercing, hypnotic eyes gleamed like diamonds in the moonlight. He was dressed in a crisp, charcoal suit; the fabric hugged his lithe frame and accentuated his powerful presence. His sharp fangs glinted menacingly as he flashed a predatory grin, exuding a dangerous allure that made even the bravest vampires tremble in fear. He opened his mouth, and a loud hiss escaped them. Daphne was impressed. They really put effort into dressing for their part. Pilpo will surely get tomorrow off for this. "What happened?"

Jamari reaches up to pull a stray curl back from her face and behind her ear, nervousness causing her cheeks to flush lightly. The attire the other mates are wearing suddenly makes sense to me as I watch Jamari slowly make her way into the banquet hall. I am glad that I listened to Morgana when she told me to make sure I wear the traditional uniform of the Vampire Realm, which is a black uniform with blood red emblems embroidered in my top right breast. Jamari’s dress is breathtaking to look at.

Halloween costume and a dominatrix, complete with black fishnet stockings and a large black flogger. They’d taken off my handcuffs, which now dangled from the leading guard’s hands, so with slow, careful movements I took off my dress and laid it, thinking of Chloe and Grace and our shopping trip, next to the costume. Then I sat and took off my shoes and sheer stockings. I saw I could leave my bra and panties on, which was something, I supposed. The black vinyl dress with its multiple straps went over my head and zipped up the back. (I didn’t ask for help with it.) Then came the fishnets and a pair of ridiculously high black stilettos boots I swear took five minutes to lace up. I stood.

She smiled and then finally walked out of the bathroom. Kade's eyes widened, he saw her wearing a tight nurse costume with white stockings and high heels, she had a mischievous smirk and her eyes sparkled. He swallowed hard and walked to her, his outfit simple; a pirate with an eye patch. He kissed her and made her shiver as he lifted her up and spun her around. 'Ok, I will go along with this, just because I am going to take it out of you soon…' He whispered to her mind and she blushed deeply. Ebony rolled his eyes and headed to the door. "Come on, you two. Sol wanted us to make sure everyone makes it to the Halloween party…"

“I’ll see you in a bit.” I walked out of the bedroom a little later, wearing a blue dress that crossed in the front and hugged my curves. Then I slipped on my black strappy heels, scrunched my waves, and was ready to go. Since I became a vampire, I no longer needed makeup, just lipstick when we were going someplace special. Otherwise, my lips had a natural rose color to them. Lance walked out with just a towel wrapped around his waist and did a doubletake when he saw me. “Wow! If we didn’t have to leave soon, I’d ravage you.”

His eyes were blood red and his wavy jet black hair cascaded across his face. In a fluent movement, he undid the button on his suit jacket to reveal a crisp white shirt. His legs crossed as he pondered in deep thought. The house was in chaos. Vampires were walking in and out, lifting furniture, throwing and crasing objects in search of something. A female vampire dressed in a red dress and black patent heels rushed to Andrei. She bent down to whisper in his ear. His face become an emotionless mask Hattie looked panicked and shifted in her seat. The red dressed vampire shot her a glance that made her sit as still as stone.

They planned to stay before and behind me just incase a threat appears. Thank God I wore a red sunglasses and black hat. I wore a crop top, a red leather jacket, black trousers on black heels. A purse in my left hand and Aiden’s hand in the other hand. Aiden and I are on matching outfits. Tasha and Tareem are on all black, Tash and Abigail are on a red outfit. Yes, you should have gotten the point by now. We have more of a red and black outfit. We stand at a castle as vampires stand in two lines ready to welcome us, a red carpet from my car to the door. Tash and Abigail, Tareem and Tasha are walking on the carpet. Aiden and I behind them.

She'd present herself as a reformed hybrid seeking to help eliminate others like her. The cover stories were elaborate but necessary, backed by false documentation and vampire contacts willing to vouch for our identities if questioned. The night of the council meeting arrived with clouds covering the moon and temperature dropping below freezing. We dressed in formal vampire attire that Sophia had acquired, expensive clothing that projected ancient wealth and power. Dante wore a black suit with silver accents, his appearance striking enough to command attention while fitting vampire aesthetic preferences. I wore a deep red gown that displayed both elegance and subtle threat, jewelry that sugg