Vampire Diaries Costumes For Halloween Novels & Stories

I flinched when the makeup artist added more dark shadow to my eyes, something that Jay was completely adamant about, was that I play myself but like this darker self, my designer jeans were shredded within an inch of their life, and I was barefoot. The scene was supposed to be a Halloween party and apparently, I was a vampire. A half-naked vampire. That looked a hell of a lot like Jack Sparrow. I flinched when I saw my own reflection, freaky blue and white contacts stared back at me as fangs met my bottom lip. "I can't sving like vis!" I lifted my hands into the air in exasperation. Alec and Demetri were both in makeup chairs next to me, also headed up to the same fake stage, only they were

I teased as I looked at myself in the mirror. The black satin dress plunged deeply, showing a lot of cleavage. It was skintight with slits on the sides all the way up to my hips. The back was also completely open. My hair was slicked back in fancy high ponytail to show off my slender neck because it was apparently sexy for vampires since that was where the pulse points were. The makeup was extremely dramatic with crimson lips, thick black wingtip eyeliner, and dark gray smokey eye. There was a tiara on my head that held more valuable jewels than I would ever care to consider the value of. It was gorgeous but sadly not mine to keep.

I didn’t need a fake mate to keep from appearing human, and Damon would have been better off looking for a real shifter to keep up his facade. Then again… My eyes went to the window, one last time, to the strip of silvery moonlight pouring through the worn lace curtain. What if…? I shook my head and got dressed, which was an ordeal that took much longer than I would have liked it to. Half of my clothes didn’t fit right now that my body had changed, and the other half didn’t feel suitable for a vampire party. In the end, I settled on a simple black mini dress from the back of the closet, black tights, and my sneakers. I turned to the mirror, expecting to hate it, but strangely found that I di

Intricate gothic borders frame the screen, and the words VAMP PARTY flash in bold, crimson letters that appear to be actively dripping blood down my phone screen. “Uhhh…” I look up at him, entirely confused. “What on earth is a vamp party?” Julian quickly lunges forward with lightning speed, snapping his teeth aggressively just an inch away from the sensitive skin of my neck. I let out a startled shriek, jerking backward into the couch cushions as my pulse violently quickens. “It’s a vampire costume party, Harper,” he whispers, dropping his voice into a dramatic, menacing rasp, widening his blue eyes to look unhinged.

But tonight she has to submit to him Donning my Dracula costume for the Halloween party I arrived into the haunted mansion where the sorority had done a great job of dressing up Aria's parent's mansion. People were milling around with red cups in their hands, going from room to room, and there were delighted shrieks as things jumped from darkened corners or dangled from the ceiling to bounce into unsuspecting faces.

***** The following day, I awoke early with a grin on my face, knowing that this would be the day I exacted my vengeance on my love, the werewolf prince, for rejecting me. I cleaned my teeth after a good soothing bath. After that, I blew dry my hair and let it hang free to show off its lustrous curls and length. My costume was a very great fashioned red dress with a heart shape in the front, which I picked. It accentuated my curved body and looked great on me. To complete the appearance, I layered a black leather jacket on top. I donned my tall black heels since I had long legs and could walk in them. I didn't have to wear any make-up since my face didn't need it.

I looked closer, trying to make myself feel better by identifying the awful bodies of vampires we fought earlier. The white and black fabric looked like it belonged to a tux or suit. Looking closer, I studied the apparel. Vestiges of a yellow tie was hung around the body's neck like a noose. Shining, melted dress shoes were sinking into the skeleton's feet, morphed by the heat of the fire earlier. Only, I don't remember the Vampires being dressed up like this. The Souths pack was the only group that was, but they were at the party.

"Vampires think they look better than Lycans. You need to prove them otherwise. And you better not go with your ugly hoodie." Surrendering to her demands, I let her do her magic. Then I got dressed, wearing a loose vintage shirt, comfortable black shorts, a pair of nude sandals, and golden hoop earrings. Luckily, no janitor or house mistress was in sight. Vlad's smile broadened when he caught a glimpse of me. He was blissfully happy while a sheen of sweat was ruining my makeup. "You're so beautiful," he spoke in a soft voice. "What's the plan, you daredevil?"

It still doesn't give me an idea for how to let her go. At this point Lisa, well Alice the Maid, comes back down the steps. She is wearing a black mini-dress with white ruffles pushing out the hemline. A tiny white apron hangs on the front of the dress. The hemline is higher and the neckline is lower than her previous costume. She also has on a hair band, choker, and wrist bands. They are all made of matching black and white lace. The choker is narrow and won't obstruct any upcoming vampire bites. Finally, thigh-high fishnet stockings and high heel pumps complete the outfit. I don't anticipate finding a bra or panties under the dress.

As the vampires rushed towards where Ambrosia was standing, it was in that moment that Lucas, Mark, Andrew and Nicole revealed themselves. They were wearing their full costume and looked really dangerous, even Ambrosia and Mary became afraid of them as they could only see their eyes covered in a black mask painted with a white skull. As the other vampires sighted the vampire hybrids there was pandemonium as everyone of them scattered. Ambrosia and Mary by instinct wanted to join them in running away but the sight of Nicole calm beside them, calmed them down amidst the chaos.