Vampire Names Novels & Stories

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.

“What are your names?” “……” all seven of the vampires just silently glanced up at him. “Can someone tell me what your names are? Pease… I mean you no harm.” He looked intently at the bling vampire. “I’m Darius. The grumpy-looking kid is Elijah, the trebling one is Kiran.” He pointed to the tallest of them all. “This is matt. And this is Avery. The black-haired twins are hunter and Issac,” “good… I’m Killian. I’m a beta of this pack,”

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

“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

The carriage started to move down the road to Alistair's home. The ride to the carriage was silent as each member were occupied with their thoughts. They got to the house and entered inside, Fife immediately poured himself a drink, he poured for the others as well and they all drank. "so, what just happened? How is he a vampire?", Elena asked. "I was born a vampire", Alistair answered. "don't you need to be bitten?", Theodore asked. "not all vampires are bitten. Some are born as well, the born vampires are more powerful",

I wondered, enjoying the feel of my body and the fresh air. “As you may know, vampire blood has healing properties for werewolves. In times of war, they are very desirable because they can heal wounded men and are easier to control than adult vampires. In the vampire world, stealing offspring was the most serious crime. All werewolves who steal vampire younglings become blood slaves.” He let out a forlorn sigh and then glanced over at me with an odd expression. “The vampire king, Jorah, had a youngling, a daughter stolen by a werewolf many years ago during a war. The king has been searching for her ever since.”

I don’t know why, and some parts of our past are still blurry. “Putting things together, but not everything makes sense, does it? Maybe my name will jog your memory. Ramsey Callisto, the original vampire. The one who started all the wars, but no one ever knew until the last few times. Sadly, it didn’t do them any good and now your council works for me. Poor pitiful wolves can’t even run themselves correctly.”

“What is her name?” He shook his head. “She has no name. We only call her The Queen.” “What was her name?” Jo pressed the barrel of the gun against his forehead. He closed his eyes, his mouth moving as whispers of Russian that sounded like a prayer came out. She almost laughed aloud. What god would save a Vampire? Especially an unsouled one. “She has had many names.” His eyes were still closed as he answered. “Give. Me. One.” His lips were trembling as he whispered, “Asteria.”

"Jet, I'm warning you to stay away from Ranz and I want to tell you that we're done already?" " Why? Is it because of Vlahdy? Do you know what the first time I saw that guy, there's something different from him? I sense that he's a vampire and once that ill know his real identity I'll gonna kill him right away." "How dare you! How can you know if he's a vampire or not? I'll tell you. You will never know the real identity of Vlahdy. Stay away from him!" "No, you are wrong! Do you see this? This is a perfume I made it to know who vampires are. This is a perfume I first use for Moana. After smelling it a vampire will collapse for a second but will gain consciousness after ten seconds. It's so

I asked as I waited for him. "My last name is Blackson, a royal lineage of years back. I have one sister you know as Ingrid. My childhood friend Ryson. I am also a vampire as you have noticed but unlike other vampires, I like cooked food. I have many enemies and fewer friends. That is all I can disclose for now babe but I will tell you soon." I looked at him wondering what he had experienced to have such pain reflected in those gorgeous eyes. "Do you wanna hear about me?" I asked stroking his hair taking in his scent. He hummed softly.