Vampire Names For Guys Novels & Stories

It was very strange, and surely, and hopefully—a she-just-needs-sleep mistake on her part. She found her place. "‘They called him James.’" James Gregory III. A pureblood vampire from the kingdom of Nork. A powerful, delicious name. The syllables rumbled through her mind, a caress. Her nipples beaded, aching for a hot, wet kiss, and every inch of her skin flickered. She thought back. She’d never questioned a vampire named James, and the one in her dream had never spoken to her. He had never acknowledged her in any way.

I’ve seen them in my father’s office. My mom’s hand wraps around my forearm as she tries to pull me back, but I don’t budge. If they shoot her with the serum, she won’t be useful. I need to buy time until she recovers. “Actually, the serum doesn’t work on me because my mate is a vampire,” I answer honestly. “You met him once. His name is Rowan. He was the one with the really cool muscle car. Remember?” At my response, his jaw ticks, and his fists tighten. “You, whore! I will kill you both.”

Allena blushed and looked down at the hellhound with a shy look on her face. "I was thinking Grace." Allena admitted and Jonathan almost laughed at the irony of naming a hellhound after something it is said Angel's possessed. That was his Allena for you however. "That's a wonderful name Allena. Welcome to the family Grace." Jonathan kissed his lovers' lips before petting Grace's head glad when the hellhound purr just like she did for Allena and licked her palm lovingly. Well, what was one more demons to add to his family? Type marched into his bedroom with tears running down his cheeks. His vampire flange was burning as the salty tears trailed down his left cheek. Boss called them their love

"Dating history. We're supposed to know each other, right? So tell me. Who's the vampire lord's son been seeing?" Something shifted in his expression. The faintest flicker of amusement surfacing through the usual coldness. "All vampires, of course." He named three. Celeste, Adriana, Vivienne. Schools I'd never heard of, names that sounded old and expensive. Noble house daughters, probably. Girls who belonged in his world the way I never would. I pushed harder. I wanted to make him uncomfortable the way he'd made me. "And did you sleep with them?" He didn't flinch. Didn't hesitate. Didn't even blink.

It didn't smell good or bad to me, but Seb would scrunch his face every so often clearly not enjoying the aroma. "Who are his descendants?" Seb asked. "Do they even know about him?" Jace added. This was the first time I noticed the tension in both their bodies. It was like they were having a contest on who could stick their chest out the furthest. I'm going to guess something happened between Seb and Jace when I was in the vortex. Now is not the time for me to bring it up though. "Erebus only had one son. His son's name is Ferox. The vampires know him as king Ferox the current ruler of vampires"

Adrian Sargon said "Yes my Lord" the priest replied and slightly bowed for him "So, who are they?" "They are called the vampires" "The vampires" Adrian repeated "What are they?" "They are blood sucking, undead, night creatures" the priest replied "So, you mean that they can't be killed?" "They can be, by sticking a rod into their heart" "And who is their King?" "Amara Conrad" "Meaning?" "Amara means immortal and Conrad means bold ruler" "Where can I find him?"

His jawline was angular, defined, and stood out, adding to his vampire-like appearance. His eyes were captivating and drew attention. They looked mesmerizing and haunting. His eyes seemed deeper and darker. His hair complemented his overall look. It was dark black, and had a sleek and shiny texture. In terms of his body, he had a combination of strength and grace. He had a lean yet well-defined physique that showed athleticism and supernatural power. His movements were smooth and precise, indicating that he had heightened agility and control over his body. One unmistakable feature of him as a vampire was his set of fangs. His canines were long and sharp.

Thru seemed to have a leader this time, a huge hooded man with an aura twice as intimidating. "Sebastian Deusdedit," he called out in a eerie tone. "Respect," she spat, "emperor Sebastian, your honor." The hooded blood sucker laughed, an unpleasant sound. "I'm also a king, you know, a lord. The lord of the vampires, what you term as blood suckers." "I don't care what you call yourself but I warn you to stay away from me and my wife." The vampire lord chuckled, throwing back his hood to reveal a deathly pale face with long sharp fangs.

The anger that once lingered in his eyes was replaced with sadness. “He was my first friend in this lifetime,” he said slowly. “I told myself I wasn’t going to have any more human friends after the last few died. But this guy always had a way of making others laugh, including me. He convinced me to go bar hopping with him and I had to pretend to be drunk…” “Vampires can’t get drunk?” I asked, raising my brows. He shook his head. “Not like humans can,” he answered. “Noah was easy to get along with and women loved him.

With my small circle of friends and those who cared about me, I could already guess who was calling. "Hey, you landed safely?" Gordon, my trainer, asked. He had survived a vampire attack when he was a teenager. An attack that left a scar across his face and an even deeper one on his heart that turned him into an elite vampire hunter. "Yeah, I am settling in my room" "Any news on McCain?" "She is here. I can smell it, this time, am not letting her go scot-free…" "Relax, kid, don't let anger overcome you. She will see you coming, and she won't hesitate to kill you"