Vampire Last Names

Alphas from different packs flocked towards Onel, a man who was said to be more beautiful than any woman. He was the last surviving omega who could give birth to a strong alpha son which made him the perfect mate. Out of those who desired him, Onel chose Alpha Blue, his mate, and the alpha of their pack whom he had always loved since he was a child and who loved him in return. But after giving birth to Blue's child, he found out his betrayal and his dirty secrets which led him to escape from his claws along with their child. But Alpha Blue caught him and killed him. Desperate to seek revenge, during his final moment, he begged the moon goddess for another chance. When he opened his eyes again, he was back to the past. And this time, he would make sure that justice would be served on a sizzling platter. No one will be spared from his wrath. Anyone who will try to block his path will pay a heavy price… even if it’s Giovanni Del Fierro, his second chance mate and the Alpha King himself.

"Kill me.." Alpha Kane said in a shaking voice, staring at his son who held him with his hands. His voice was croaking and he had just a few seconds to his Death. "Dad, I can't. I can't kill you!" Murphy said, whimpering in tears. "Do it now! It's now or never! If you kill me... You'll become the next Alpha" Kane said but Murphy wasn't buying what he was saying. His concern was how he could save his father but he knows he won't be able to do that. "What's the point of being an Alpha when there is no Werewolf left?" Murphy uttered. "Son... Please do it! You'll understand this when you grow up. Kill me now! Please" Kane said, already coughing and his pulse getting weak. Murphy stretched his hands forward and his fingers became longer. He had changed to Werewolf. "Save travels, Father" He said and struck his father on his neck. ******** 15 years ago, the capital of Switzerland suffered from Werewolf attacks. No one was safe in the city and they weren't allowed to travel out of their country. The country was filled with over a hundred Packs of Werewolves. 70 percent of those Werewolf Packs were evil while thirty percent were good. Because of the way the bad ones kill, they thought that all Werewolves were evil and should be eliminated. They were able to destroy almost all the Packs in Switzerland through the help of WEREWOLF HUNTERS and there was just one Pack remaining. And that Pack happens to be Blue Moon Pack - ruled by Alpha Kane. They killed everyone in the pack but only one escaped. His name was Murphy. Do you think Murphy will avenge his Family's death? Will Werewolf Hunters be able to eliminate the last Werewolf on Earth?

The story revolves around a womanizer billionaire named Harry Dict, aka "Junior," the only son of a wealthy family who was living a normal life until he became embroiled in a feud between the League of Assassins and the Mafia organization led by his grandfather Harry Dict Senior, who later announced his retirement and chose Junior to succeed him. He never wanted to be a part of the Mafia until he met his stunning bodyguard, Athena. She vowed to protect Junior as he made his way through the mafia world. The Assassins were hired by corrupt politicians to wipe out the entire Bendoveh Island Mafia community, beginning with the Dict clan. The battle continues to bring Dict's hegemony to an end, up to the last Dict standing.

“I’ll come back, Akiro,” Heli’s cold voice was calm, making him sound even more dangerous. The Crystal of Fate had appeared again after years of waiting. With it came the last chosen mate of the Regia Solaria royal family. The youngest prince—Helios—was the only one unhappy about the Crystal’s return because he hated having his fate dictated by anything or anyone. Determined to resist, he left, refusing to succumb to the Crystal’s power. But when things began to spiral out of control, Helios realised the Crystal was to blame. By the time he saw who his mate was, it was too late—he had already been tricked. And just like everyone else, he was instantly captivated by his mate's beauty. Akiro Valerian Freniere was a simple human being—perhaps too good-looking for his own good, too kind, and far too hormonal. He attracted attention and admirers everywhere he went but had never been in a relationship in his nineteen years of life. He knew where his interests lay, but society wasn’t always kind to people like him. So what would he do when, one day, a persistent and strangely intense man approached him, claiming they were mates? A man with near otherworldly visuals—platinum blonde hair and red eyes that burned with intensity whenever they looked at Akiro. Oh, and one more thing: the man was also a vampire.

For five years, my relationship with Vampire Lord Dominic had endured every trial set by my grandfather—the reigning Vampire King. He had finally been prepared to pass the Vampire King’s throne to me— until the truth surfaced: my bond with Dominic was never real. The Sterling family’s wealth—worth hundreds of billions—and the Vampire King’s crown could be inherited by me alone. “Miss Sterling,” the Council archivist informed me coldly,“the Blood Registry confirms that your Blood Bond was formally dissolved one year ago.” “Dominic Costa’s registered Bloodbound Consort is… Ava Morgan.” “You are currently listed as unbound.” “Which means,” the message concluded,“Lord Dominic Costa is disqualified from inheriting the Sterling family’s assets, titles, or the Vampire King’s throne.” Ava Morgan.Dominic Costa’s human companion. I stared at the message sent by the Sterling Council Elders, unable to steady my breathing. So all these years—his devotion, his exclusivity, the affection he claimed was meant for me alone— had been nothing but a carefully constructed lie. I had planned to tell him about my pregnancy on the fifth anniversary of our Blood Bond. After all, for five years of marriage, this child had been the future we both claimed to long for. But now, it was clear—perhaps he had never been waiting for a child at all. I rested my hand against my abdomen and thought quietly: my twins do not need a father to exist. As for a man who built our love on deception— the only thing left for me to do is to leave.

Solana’s Clan was massacred by a group of hunters across humanity’s border. She had only found out of her true nature because of an incident she was in. She walked past the temple of an all-female alpha pack. Her eyes were examining the temple, and whenever her foot drops a bone-crushing will make a sound. She used to have a vision of a temple with nothing but blood and bones on it, and now that vision is right in front of her eyes. She couldn’t believe it wishing that all she’s seeing was a lie. “This was supposed to be my home,” A bone of a wolf was at the top of a graveyard that has a symbol on its side. A circle with six rays was drawn using blood. Her rage was too much to keep inside of her, all of the anger she was feeling was starting to pile up. She roars to mourn her clan, and it was heard throughout the entire supernatural border. It was a place where humanity and the supernatural made a border and promised never to set foot on each side, funny because Solana was both. Her roar made her known, A female Alpha, the last one standing amongst all of the Alpha's living in the supernatural border. Strong was known to be her clan’s trademark. She swore to never rest until she had tasted revenge until she spilled the blood of those responsible for her clan’s death. “I’ll kill all of them. They’ll taste their own men’s blood splattered across the border, hunters shall never exist. I will put an end to them. I will rise with my own pack, stronger and fiercer.

***This is the BxG version of "The Elf King & I"*** [warning: mature 18+ writing + a slightly different storyline from the original] "What happens when you meet a tall and handsome elf king who has saved your life but killed your temper?" It all starts when Oswin Alvingham, the tall and handsome elf king, mysteriously gets stuck in the human realm and loses his powers. There, he stumbles into Elena Dixons, a fresh graduate and a full-time waitress who is molested in the alley by a group of gangsters. Though Oswin's magical power is lost, his physical strength remains invincible. When he rescues Elena, the latter decides to take Oswin in as gratitude. And that is where the mess begins. How can the king of the elf cope with his new life? How can Elena convince herself not to be evil enough to kick her savor out of her house? Most importantly, why would Oswin be sent to the human realm and met Elena? As an orphan, Elena had no idea of her own origin. Will the arrival of Oswin help her discover that she isn't only a poor, normal human, but someone with great significant in the werewolf and magical realms? ~*~* P.S: The ELF here is inspired by the Lord of The Ring Series. Therefore, they are tall, slender, and beautiful. Not tiny little beings like in children's fairy tales.

Vampires started hunting werewolves for their magical blood in order to satiate their thirst. This caused a hundred-year war between vampires and werewolves that has brought werewolf kind to the brink of extinction. Freya truly believes she might be the last of all werewolves. She searches all over the world but struggles to find anyone else like her until she arrives in Alaska and gets a strong scent of sandalwood and a hint of coconut that sends her senses into overdrive. Cole Wright is the last Alpha. With only seventeen members left in the Moon Spirit pack, Cole does all he can to save his kind from extinction. However, the longer he goes without his mate, the weaker he becomes and when a tall, long-haired woman comes walking into his territory smelling like lavender and roses he isn't convinced she's real. Worse he believes Freya was sent to finish off what the vampires started long ago.

I was born with a rare condition. My blood carried healing properties strong enough to neutralize any poison. When Garrett Frank, the young heir from Osbury, was bitten by a venomous snake, he was hanging by a thread. In that desperate moment, I slit my wrist and used my blood to cleanse the venom from his body. Only later did I find out that whoever saved Garrett's life would become the future Mrs. Frank. But after Garrett took over the family business, the first thing he did was drain every drop of blood from my body and have me chopped up and fed to his dogs. "At that time, Loretta had already brought the antidote," he had said coldly. "If you had just waited another five minutes, I could've married her openly and honorably. "But you had to interfere. You stole her place as Mrs. Frank, drove her into despair, and pushed her to take her own life. Since you claim your blood can cure any poison, let's see how much antidote it can make." They bled me dry and threw me into a cage for his dogs. I died there, torn apart and unrecognizable. Afterward, my parents went bankrupt because of the Franks. Both of them took poison and died together. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day Garrett had been bitten by the snake. Michelle Frank, Garrett's mother, looked at me with desperate hope. "I heard you have that rare healing blood," she said. "Will you please save my son?" I quickly shook my head. "That's just a rumor, Mrs. Frank. And honestly, using blood as medicine sounds pretty unsanitary. Please don't worry. I heard Ms. Huber is on her way with a special antidote. Your son will be fine!" Still, a small part of me couldn't help looking forward to what would happen. If I didn't step in this time, Garrett wouldn't just fail to inherit the family business—he'd be lucky to live another month!

“Why is Elara always better than me?” The night before her wedding, Hannah Graham vanished, leaving behind a bitter note blaming her sister, Elara, for her death. Damon Blackwood, the cold and powerful CEO of Blackwood Corp, lost the woman he loved—and in his rage, he married Elara instead. Not out of love. Out of hate. For five years, Elara lived in misery. Damon ignored her, let his family humiliate her, and made sure she never forgot she was unwanted. She stayed only for their daughter. Then Hannah came back. Alive. Smiling. And with a son she claimed was Damon’s. Overjoyed, Damon turned his back on Elara completely. He gave all his care to Hannah and the boy, while Elara and her daughter were left to suffer. Even when Elara begged him to believe their child was sick, Damon’s words cut her to pieces: “You’re disgusting, Elara. Using our daughter just to get my attention.” Broken, Elara signed the divorce papers. On their fifth wedding anniversary, she said her final goodbye. But tragedy struck when her car went off a cliff, mother and daughter…gone. Too late, Damon realized the truth: He had fallen for the woman he swore to hate… and destroyed her with his own hands.