Or maybe he'd let it go, since this might not be a good time to have the ancient vampire's attention on him.

Valentine wondered, searching for the psychic signature of a strong, ancient vampire.

It was mesmerizing in a way that only ancient vampires could match.

I'd been around ancient vampires, but never one that had been able to pass for human, not like this.

What need did she have for an ancient vampire?

A look of surprise flitted across the ancient vampire's face.

She was an ancient vampire, her powers without compare.

He had absorbed every memory the Senior had owned when he'd taken the ancient vampire's blood.

Sometimes the really ancient vampires don't take well to newfangled ideas.

The ancient vampire, who looked no more than thirty-five, was standing exactly where we'd left her.