Vampire Hunter Name Novels & Stories

"Very well, I can explain, Brother Federico—your new maid has offended me. Since she's no one special, she should be disposed of." Alessia finally grins, careful not to show her fangs. She doesn't know how much pathetic, ugly, mortal Hailey has been told—and she will not risk offending her beloved over something so trivial. People like Hailey deserve to be in the dark until they die. People who believe her beloved Federico is the fourth generation of the original Don Federico Vitale instead of the original don himself should hear no secrets of the supernatural. Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to

Iesha's Pov I knelt down with the other girls my age in front of the famous Hunter Beckham, my gaze lowered as my body trembled at the thought of who he was going to pick. Sweat dripped from my head and I felt a little bit nauseated, however, any mistake in front of him could cost me my life. Hunter Beckham was a well known Vampire Mafia. I had never seen him but I heard how horrible of a man he was. I heard he had no respect for women and would stop at nothing to destroy anyone standing against the empire handed over to him by his father.

“There’s no such thing as a poison that can kill a vampire.” “Then what is it?” Moldark asked. “Vampire hunter’s blood.” Henry looked at Vincent’s body once again. “That girl, the one Vincent was chasing. Did Vincent drink her blood?” “I—I don’t know, sir.” “Who’s the girl? Do you remember her name or face?” Moldark looked up. “I only remember her last name.” A brief pause. “Windward.”

I told him just in case the hunter gets the wrong idea here. “Got it. Catherine Grey. Blood Moon Pack.” He replied as he said those words slowly, as if he was carving her name hard inside his head. I nodded subconsciously. “Wait. Tell me this hunter’s name.” “Oh you’ll remember him easily. His name is Hunter.”

Adrian asked as he looked several times at Alexis and the people. “Adrian, I've managed to summon all of them. They are vampire hunters from all over the world. They came and answered my call. And they will help us to win this war." Alexis replied explaining it to Adrian. Then slowly, Alexis turned her head and looked at the vampire hunters who were now silent in their place, looking at each other there right now. “This vampire is my partner. His name is Adrian E. Harrison. A special vampire. He will also be directly involved in this war.” said Alexis explaining to the vampire hunters who looked so much confused when they realized that Adrian was a vampire on there right now.

Main Characters 1. Aria Valen Role: Protagonist, vampire hunter, and the Crimson Fated. Description: A skilled but conflicted hunter with a mysterious birthmark tied to an ancient prophecy. Fiercely independent, she begins to question her beliefs as she uncovers the truth about vampires and her own destiny. 2. Valen/lucian Draevan Role: The male lead, vampire lord, and protector. Description: Known as the "Blood King," Valen is a brooding, immortal vampire cursed with a tragic past. Though ruthless in battle, he harbors a softer side that emerges as he grows closer to Aria.

Maybe it was that smirk, or the fact that this conversation hadn’t been as painfully bland as the ones I had had with others of his kind. " What is your name?" His smile grew even larger. My creep radar was going off. " My name is Haydon Veneziano," he spoke confidently, and his smirk twisted into an evil smile and his eyes grew dark. It was as though the person standing in front of me had totally devoured the cool, calm teenage vampire I had been talking to just a moment ago. I froze as I remembered his name- Haydon Veneziano. It was a name no hunter could ever possibly forget as it belonged to one of the most feared vampires to have existed. He was the son of a very rich, very powerful vam

“Are you more willing to tell me what kind of creatures you are?” He looks up at me. The fight is no longer in his eyes. “The god calls us vampires.” “God?” “The villagers succeeded to call on the God of Blood.” “And?” “It just so happens that we are around.” “Stop lying, filthy creature,” comes Klevon’s voice. He is wiping his face as he stares down at the creature. “You fooled these villagers into calling the gods so their sickness can be healed!” “The filthy creature’s name is Gezer, mage hunter. And no, that ain’t correct. If it is, then their ritual won’t succeed. We could have all died.”

I remembered that I used to love when my mother would make mashed potatoes and the apples that she picked from our tree before we ran from the city. The vampires talked among one another as they ate, each one looking astoundingly perfect in every way. Humans often envied vampires for their looks, as did I when I was younger. I stood silently next to Master, as did some of the other slaves and pets. A few vampires kept their pets on their lap, such as the vampire sitting next to Master. Xander is what I came to find out his name was. He seemed to be a good friend of Masters since he's the only one I've seen Master talk to this entire time.

Wynn said. “Well, our dead human over here said that I went by the name of Shade and my brother by Wicket,” Shysie said. “Perhaps that is why the werewolf was hunting the two of you. With names like that, it can only mean that you are bad and feared but I personally have never heard of you. Well, actually I am still a young vampire. I became a vampire a few months ago by accident. I am Dario by the way,” Dario their savior introduced himself.