Vampire Names For Guys Novels & Stories

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

he says, “George Stewart. A vampire. What’s your name?’ I swallow a brewing lump in my throat, gazing up at the pale skinned guy who just introduced himself. His deep voice is unconventionally attractive. “Zara WilGeorge s. A werewolf.” I introduce. He shoots me a warm smile, getting up from where he reclined. “Zara do you mind me making you breakfast while take some res?” he asks, I open my mouth to tell him that it’s fine when he interrupts.

he called out, his tone laced with amusement. Nodding, I turned back towards him, ready to engage in a formal introduction. My curiosity was piqued as Prince Damon took a step forward, a confident smile gracing his lips. His hand extended gracefully to his sides, gesturing to himself as if presenting his regal presence. The air seemed to shift as he spoke, his voice carrying a hint of authority and magnetism. "I am the vampire prince, Damon Shadowborne," he declared, his voice filled with a sense of pride that befit his royal status. The weight of his words settled in the air, emphasizing the significance of his lineage and power.

Slowly, he finishes with, “Yes, her name is Amber Parks.” “Oh good, she would be a fun addition. I liked her. She is something of a conidium, though. I could put my finger on it, but there is something different about her.” “She is a half-blood, hybrid vampire. I didn’t know until last night.” “Wow, that is a thing? I didn’t know that existed, Dom. I mean all these years, and that must be the first, right?”

Evangeline suddenly felt a pang in her heart, thinking that Blake doesn't love him that much that's why she didn't comment anymore and Blake sensed that she seemed upset and tightened his grip on her hands. "Listen, I wanted to marry you, but it's a difficult thing to do. My name is fake..." he said and Evangeline raised an eyebrow. "Fake?" "Yes, because I'm a vampire, an immortal. I'm travelling the world, changing names business, etc... I only stay in one country for 10 years, then I'll go to another one changing identity. It was always hard because I'm living the people I met without saying goodbyes and I never reached them again," he said.

“My name is Vincent Reile, Miss Olsen-Myers. If you are here to merely enjoy the club, then you are more than welcome to stay. If you are here for any other reason, I suggest you leave now. My club is a free zone open to all of us. So, I will ask you again, why are you here?” Vincent. The name flashed in her mind. Talmadge the House historian had given her many names to always show respect to. Vincent was on this rather short list. “Vincent, may I call you Vincent?” Gabriel had instructed Yada to refer to a vampire by its first name unless told to add the surname. She later learned that most vampires keep their first name, but the surname will change over the centuries. Many in Ho

I put my hand on his back and ran my fingers over his golden scales as I spoke. "His name is Adlar. He is a Vampire Prince, brother to Vladimir" I told him and he smiled. "What a beautiful name. Adlar. I can not wait to meet the mate you have chosen for me mother" He said as he laid himself down and went to sleep. Sometime after the funeral I visited Dracon again and basked in his presence for as long as I could. Our time was shortened when I felt the need to lead someone to their eternal rest. When I returned to the In-Between I was shocked to see someone I knew waiting there for me.

The black vampire introduce himself first. "..well, you know my name is sisila red, but everybody calls me sisi." The middle age vampire with blood hair said. "My names are travis kinerwood the fifteenth." The creep old vampire said and began sniffing his hands. "You already know who i am." Elena said with an attitude. "...hey look over here! Look at me with that handsome face!" The younger vampire shouted to Carlos. "What's you name?" Carlos ask her. "Woah! What a majestic face, it's so beautiful that i want to rip it off your face." The younger vampire as she admire his face.

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.

I look at him, confused "My vampire and me, we!" "So you vampires are like us? You in a way have two people living in the one person?" "Yes, and like you werewolves, we both have different traits. What's your name Doc?" "My name is Teresa. I have heard Seraphina say your name a couple of times, it's Sebastian, right?" "Yes, and my vampire is Leo..." I gasp at his vampire's name "I know! He is not happy that they share the same name, especially since he is nothing like him."