Vampire Diaries Male Characters Mga Nobela at Kwento

“That won’t help.” “What? It is real.” Alpha Thomas came in, followed by seven tall pale men in suits. “Take your pick.” One of them ordered. “I don’t want one.” One of the vampires snapped in a rich British accent. He broke off from his group and took a seat at the kitchen counter. He looked young, early twenties, although he was probably seven hundred or something. He was tall, dark haired, and very handsome. They did say vampire men were smoking hot, they must have been talking about this one.

Family: Leon Evans (father), Julia Stuart (Mother), Colt Evans (twin brother), Emily Evans (adoptive older sister), Dhario Evans (grandfather), Olivia Evans (step-grandmother), James Evans (uncle) Friends: Reggie Stevens (Beta, best friend), Isabella Frome (Girlfriend), Edgar Brown (friend), Danica Green (friend). Colt Evans Age: 17 Race: Hybrid (werewolf/ Vampire) Rank: Alpha Physical description: Tall 6’5ft, Muscular body, Tanned skin, Black short hair, downturn grey eyes, square face with sharp jawline, shaved face, Greek shape nose. Personality description: cautious, Charming, reliable, discreet, observant, precise, rational, encouraging.

The male that I was sure was the Beta, his black hair dyed blonde at the tips gave off a very dangerous aura, the kind that would make females want to look twice before making any move. "I think all of you are blind or deliberately choosing to be blind. The most good-looking of all three is the Alpha. God, his eyes. His lips, his body. I've never seen him without a shirt though, unlike the other two. What is it with wolves and nudity?" Another maid whispered and my throat dried up as the rest whispered. Because I had seen what Damien looked like without his shirt on and despite my aversion for men after living under the thumb of Cassius, I hated to admit that for the first time, a man's body

I blurted. To be honest, I was tired, emotionally drained and I had an awful headache coming on. I was surprised by Zions action, he picked me up. He was stronger, so I was not shocked when he lifted me without effort. Zion was larger than any man I had ever seen. Even larger than my brothers and dad combined, It was no surprise, he spent hs entire life weightlifting, I know this because we would always go up the gym everyday till we graduated. Zion may be considered to big for some people to find attractive, but it was his size that made him look intimidating to werewolves, to me, the more intimidating the person is, the more attractive, because they could protect us and they are obviously

Chapter 5 The fight is against Shade Marcus the Narrsissist Vampire King. Sam stands tall, his chiseled physique a testament to his unwavering dedication to fitness. His bulging biceps and broad shoulders exude raw power, honed from years of military battles. His shoulder-length black hair often falls messily onto his broad shoulders, and his piercing grey/blue eyes seem to bore into those he meets. His tattoos, a striking blend of Mayan tribal and Anunnaki designs, whisper tales of his rebellious past and his defiance against the darkness. As an elder vampire and a skilled fighter, Sam's tech expertise and ancient knowledge make him a formidable force in the world. His raw, masculine appeal

I run as fast as I can and feel a pang in my heart as I get further and further away from my mate. "Is my mate feeling it too?" I ask my wolf. "Yes," she says sadly. "Don't worry, Jenny. I'll find you another mate, someone who will truly love us. And I have an idea of who it is," I say hopefully. My wolf just nods and we sever the connection. "Oh no," I say anxiously. I sniff vampires. I'm alone. It will be harder for me to eliminate them. Finally, I reach a familiar place in the forest and then I see a vampire. He has black hair, pale skin, and red eyes.

He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got was the answer of a drunken night. In the end, Dante accepted the boy. Maybe because he saw himself in the boy who was also left by his mother. He named the boy Dae, which is the only thing he got when he asked. Dae is taken good care of, of course, on the material level. No one knows if he really understands what happened and if he considers Dante as his dad, yet no one could blame him. Thus, you can always find the awkward atmosphere between these two, where in most cases, only exists the silence.

These two enjoy battle way to much my vampire laughs. "Awwww I bet that hurt",Lucian smirks breaking a hunters arm and listening to him scream. The battle rages and we hear howls more rogues join and soon Damon and his men shift going after them. We stick together in a tight battle formation and manage to kill many. The lead hunter goes after Marcus and I attack using sharp nails digging into his shoulder making him scream. I punch then kick him into a tree. He spits blood out and sinks down to his knees.

He can't accept the fact that his father is none other than the vicious man bearing the title of the “tyrant vampire king.” Raellus Night Hale, the 99th king of Hale's vampire royalties. The tyrant who overthrew the previous king— with his power alone and his loyal subordinate. He is an egotistical, power-crazed vampire king. And Leon, being the tyrant's bastard son, makes him the castle's laughingstock for being the only half-blood vampire.

Charlotte was tongue-tied for the first time in her life. The two hot guys, who now had the names of Brecc and Eros, were hitting on her. In front of Bella. To make matters worse, Bella found their flirting amusing. She kept elbowing Charlotte. Her side was going to be bruised if she kept it up. “It’s…it’s nice to meet you both. I’m Charlotte.” Holy hot guys with white hair Batman! She’d never been into the pale vampire look, but these guys weren’t skinny like vampires. They were big and buff and had the most beautiful blue eyes that were eating her up like she was a freaking cupcake.