Vampire Hunter Costume Novels & Stories

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

However, he did send me one last reassuring nod before he disappeared into the crowd of vampires. I just stared at where he disappeared for a short while before taking in a deep breath. I really wanted to try and have fun tonight. It would be a shame if Nico had spent a fortune on a dress that I didn't even have fun in, so I began to carefully make my way over to where the other pets and slaves were. All of the castle slaves were dressed nicely in their usual tuxedos, whereas the pets varied in types of clothing. Some were in skirts and plain dresses, and some weren't even dressed up. Many of them weren't even wearing shoes.

KACELA I followed Wyatt up to the rooms and disappeared into the Luna suite to clean up and change. It didn’t take long for me to dress in my usual hunting outfit; leather pants and a leather top with a belt over everything that held an assortment of weapons. I was busy tucking a knife into a sheath when Wyatt came in. He was wearing a pair of athletic shorts and nothing else. “That’s what you fight in?” I asked in surprise. “My Lycan form fights,” he answered. I felt stupid. Of course he does.

She looked over at the clock and saw it was 5:00pm; she had three hours to get ready. Hugging the invitation to her chest, the young vampire skipped over to her closet. She dug through the depths until she came across a beautiful high fantasy gown made of silk and chiffon. It was a rich ruby red color with a billowing skirt and sleeves with metal filigree accents along the waist, shoulders, and collar. Esper carefully removed the dress from the hanger and slid it on, securing all of the clasps.

The man holding me moved to stand in front of me. A captivating figure, his silky dark hair framed his face with piercing red eyes that added an intriguing intensity. His pale skin, almost ethereal, seemed to gleam in the sunlight, accentuating a sharp grin that unveiled a set of vampiric fangs. Cloaked in attire reminiscent of vampire lords from eras gone by, he exuded an undeniable and mysterious charm. It was clear that this person was not someone I could have easily forgotten if we had really met.

It was a uniform, she quickly grabbed one and saw that it was a red gown which was above her knees, it was short-sleeved, there was a white cap to it and white flowery designs on the red short gown. She didn't waste any time wearing the uniform and tied her silver-colored hair before wearing the chef cap. She quickly dashed out of the store room, she gently closed the door behind her and turned to leave but was startled when she came face to face with a vampire. "Great..." she muttered. She has been caught even before she could start looking for Rhysand.

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.

My mind was still marveled at how she could appear as a young, sea-blue-eyed innocent girl who dressed in a velvet red hood but possessed the killing instinct of a swift assassin. I noticed her entire hunter outfit. It was elegantly made up of various shades of red and black, with red as the primary color on the main suit. Over her suite was a sleek-looking leather jacket with black asymmetrical backcloth hanging like a tuxedo tail. Even her combat boots were patterned with light-red strokes. Unlike most hunters, red seemed to be her signature color. My red rose. The thought seemed to come out of nowhere and entered my foggy head as my eyes traced over the beautiful huntress. Her fingerless

A woman was wearing slutty cat costume, a guy in a Frankenstein monster mask, beautiful blondes in angel wings, buff men in lumberjack outfits (though both Vadim and Armand look ten times better than any of them), and many more. Fitting in with the crowds, Rosa was forced by Ayara to wear a red cloak over her white, straight neckline, gathered bodice with a tiered midi skirt, and a side slit to resemble a red riding hood. Ayara herself wore a sheer lace bodysuit and leather jeans. Her long braid falls down her back and her red eyes against her dark skin were mesmerizing. She fit in with the crowd perfectly and her overall vampire look hits hard among the men and women they passed by. “The ow

Tessa helped me put on a red mantle with delicate white-and-gold handwork that went amazingly with my dress. Grinning at him through the mirror, I turned around and walked to him. "You look extremely handsome as well." Nikolai was wearing a charcoal grey tuxedo with a more masculine version of my mantle. It went well with his tuxedo. Tessa and another slave stepped forward with a cushion each in hand. On them sat the crowns that we had received in Mozog. This was the true symbol that this pack was not just for wolves but for vampires as well.