A vampirized giant on the rampage...
An Extraterrestrial, vampirized...
"You'll have to do better than that to get rid of me!"
"Sorry, babe...garlic doesn't work on psychic vampires..."
Vampire Celessa and her vampiric monkey familiar, Pascal...
“Ah… now that is truly exquisite television, the kind that sinks its teeth in and doesn’t let go! But the future is broadcast, baby!…”
“Now that, my dear viewers… is television to die for!”
“Let the sun fall, little hero… for your story ends in my eternal night..”
“Smile wide, darling! You’re never fully dressed without a little blood on your lips.”
“Vampire Lagomorphs. And of corpse, they lived in 500,990,000 years”
"The Lucive looked like a lost, adorable, innocent little fawn. Until you got close enough, when it would open its mouth to reveal wolf jaws and a vampire's teeth. It would tear prey apart and bolt the chunks down, for this guy was a real predator to be feared. Make no mistake, this was an adult animal, and it was hungry for flesh."
Time to bless with your freshy blood!....
“So warm… so alive. That heartbeat sings to me. Now then… shall I drain you slowly, or tear open that pretty throat? Oh, don’t be shy—I adore the sound of screaming.”
“Oh, don’t look so pale, darling. I’ve only come for a little taste of your… enthusiasm. No need to run until you’ll only spill it faster.”
“Prepare to be my Insect Collection!”
A vampire's manor is nearly unmistakable...
And the master of the manor?
"I've been expecting you..."
But the Count is NEVER what he seems...
"Look DEEPLY into my eyes..."
"BLUH, BLUH! I VANT TO SUCK YOUR BLOOD!"
"You shall not escape me!"
Though, not all killing is done within the manor...
"You don't scare me, slayer!"
In a moment, Lord Bane shall join the rest of the children of the night, to feed...
Lord Vostok is careful to store kills safely out of sight...
The creatures of the night are plenty...
And after feeding, time for Count Flescu to retreat to the coffin for a nice daytime nap...
"I am Tristan. This is my sister Daphne. Charmed, I'm sure."
"Come closer, darling...I'm not going to bite."
"What's that, dear? You've a paper cut, you say?"
"The people of this village shall find no rest tonight!"
A fledgling sent by his mistress to retrieve prey...
Mirko Vosk seeks out new prey...
Who would ever guess that the handsome Jean-Claude was more than 600 years old?
"Greetings! I am called Kudlak!"
The thick fog of morning grants the Count a rare opportunity for a stroll through town...
Vampire Aristocrats of the Blayne Court...
The Twin Marauders, Counts Ira and Sasha Blagovitsz...