Vampire Last Names Novels & Stories

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

"And unexplained Neratomay deaths?" On that I hesitated. "None that I'd describe as unexplained." Malarias stared at me. "A vampire not five years turned did not properly secure his home," I continued. "Sleep took him while in the living room of his house. A human opened the door, and he never woke again. Two others died in a sanctioned battle, and Tyler was sent to handle two others."

That is also the reason why the group of hunters believed that they died because they did not have enough ability to recover after losing too much blood and suffering many injuries from the trap made from sharp iron stakes with garlic juice, and burned by the cross's light. - According to the records I just found, a powerful vampire still exists. He is a descendant of royalty. There's nothing else about his identifying features other than his platinum hair. Furthermore, he is very good at controlling and manipulating his mood and body. – Peter spoke up. - Don't the royal vampires all fall into a deep sleep in the tombs of Waddesdon in Buckinghamshire? – A young hunter asked bewilderedly. - H

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

Welcome to St. Vlad's. No, not St. Vladimir, patron saint of Russia. St. Vlad, as in Vlad Tepes, aka Vlad the Impaler, aka Dracula. I think it unfair that the school is named after a vampire. Sure, vampires attend here, but so do Lycanthrope. There are the Moroi, vampires, and the Dhampir, half-vampire half-human hybrid. There are, also, the Lycanthrope, half-human half-wolf hybrid.

Brian's POV My name is Brian. Brian Johannes Adams. I'm not an ordinary human as you might think. I'm a vampire, yup. You heard and read it correctly, I'm a vampire. The Adams family is the last descendants of King George Adams, who led the vampire nation hundreds of years ago. We used to reside in Romania, but something unfortunate happened that led me to New York.

"Pure blood," a second voice whispered, and Allena looked to the side, his gaze finding a dark-haired vampire. Man, he remembered. The Vampire clan leader he and Boss taken over after former leader had sacrificed herself in tribute to Lucifer. She'd never actually met them, even before the war had broken out, but she was aware of the vampire's physical prowess as well as his considerable influence in the downward. Boss fangs dropped as a snarl ripped from his mouth. "Wolf!"

He seems pretty controlled. "The pure breeds are rare, Lorey. Compared to other species, they are still only in their hundreds globally..... Darrius here is from the house of Danesti, one of the oldest in the vampire hierarchy, second to Draculesti.... The high lord's bloodline. Your bloodline." Now that makes me snort and choke in disbelief as lame movies we watched in the orphanage appear in my head.

His anger sends him to a standing position to give the allusion that he was bigger than me, which merely entertained me. Standing myself, I place my hands on his desk and lean forward. Still towering over him by a good foot, I look deep into his eyes. “Do you know who I am?” I ask with a smile. “Mr. Brandt and you are a vampire,” his voice still laced with anger and determined answers. “That is the name that I allow you to know. My actual title is Lawler Brandt, King of the Northern Vampires.” As the words leave my lips, I watch Detective Millers' face turn white, and his legs begin to give out. Rushing to his side, I assist him in sitting back in his chair. Mr. Johns is running to get a coo

Chapter 18 The Life After Death (The Last Reign of Vampires) In the very wild farm owned by the Bladimr Family, they chose to bury the remains of Dralia Vara Caldaraba, the child of Delia, and Dracu who went missing a long time ago.