Vampire Diaries Halloween Costumes Novels & Stories

Samael and I relax by the fire for a little while, until Heidi and Harlow show up to help me get ready for dinner. They apply a light layer of make-up on my face, and style my hair in a half up-do, leaving a few curls loose. The dress they put me in is midnight blue, it's fitted at the top but flows to the floor in layers and has dainty lace sleeves. “Do vampires always dress this fancy for dinner?” I ask, as Harlow places a pair of heels in front of me, which I step into cautiously.

Her questions were not only going into areas that he’d rather not discuss, but they were keeping him from his work. “I’ve been with you long enough to know what you should look like,” she said. “Is the change from the vampire blood?” He gave a slow shake of his head. “I don’t think it’s entirely from the blood,” he said with slow deliberation. “When I was in the alley, I was attacked by what I thought were men in werewolf and zombie costumes. It was Halloween night, after all,” With a slight chuckle that wreaked of defeat and sarcasm, he added, “It seems they weren’t costumes.”

Dabria growled at the Master standing in front of her. There was no doubt that those things were vampires. Dabria was impressed with the level of the creativity. They were wearing black leather onesies that were covering their whole bodies. Their faces were also covered with the same kind of fabric. It felt like those costumes were protecting those vampires from the light of the sun. Dabria had a frown on her face as she looked at those vampires from head to toe. She had never heard of any tricks like that ever before.

I wouldn't let that happen now. My whole body morphed into my vampire self. My eyes turned into a bright glowing red colour. My canines sharpened and my nails grew longer. I whipped my head towards Maya one last time to make sure she was safe before bolting down with the sole purpose to attack that damn creature. The wind rushed through me, my feet dug on the dirt as I was skillfully making my way through the thick trees. His pestering odour grew stronger and stronger meaning I was getting closer.

The one and only thing an alpha needs from him mate was strong pups and only an alpha female could grant then such wish. On that very day I was dressed in a long back gown, which was tight at the top and flare from the waist downward reaching my feet, and there was a black net cape, that flowed from my neck to the ground, I had paired it with a silver ankle strap heel, which mom had gifted me that morning, once was done, I headed down stairs, where Cassie, soon and my mom were waiting for me. Oh yeah, it was also Cassie's first mating Ceremony. Sophia on the other hand found the whole ritual dumb and stupid, that's why she chose not go take part in it, which didn't go well with everyone.

When I met his eyes, he said, “If you get caught there, you’re not getting caught alone. End of story. Now… Let’s go buy two costumes and crash this fucking party before the jizz dries.” I glanced curiously down at the baggie in my hand. His semen was already running freely from the open end of the condom and plastering itself to the inside of the bag. I grimaced. “Seriously, this has got to be the weirdest thing I’ve ever done.” “It’s definitely not usual for me, either.” Setting his hand on the base of my back, he guided me down the hall. “Come on. Let’s get this over with.” In the Halloween aisle at the store, Wick spotted two Scream costumes, which were pretty much the first full-coverag

She liked it better when Stacy was the only one picking on her. Tossing and turning most of the night, Ivy looked at the clock. 6 am, throwing the covers over her head she wasn't ready to face the kids at school again. But it was Halloween, my favorite holiday. She didn’t have time to get a costume, but then again, she didn't plan her parents’ murders either. Grabbing an old pair of jeans, she smeared fake blood all over them, she found an old rag t-shirt, she did the same. Dave thought Ivy looked scary, and that was all that counted

Grown ups wouldn’t always be around to protect them. Oliver tries his best to discourage me from going for the Halloween party. He states thousand of reason not to go. “You will just humiliate yourself in a ridiculous costume.” He tells me. “You don’t have to come, you know.” I chuckle, standing in the mirror, adjusting my tie. I’ve decided to dress as a mafia boss. It’s a costume. I can’t be seen dressing as a werewolf or vampire, or anything else. That will be insulting. I wear a black suit, black tie and black shoes. I cream my curly black hair to be really shiny and neat. I wear my favorite perfume.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

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.