Ilona Andrews has written his/her vampires (husband-wife team) as undead creatures that are totally mindless killing machines, stripped down to basically skin and bones whose muscles have contracted to the point where they usually walk on all fours. They are controlled by the minds of necromancers, who use them as servants and couriers. There's nothing romantic or alluring about them at all, and if the necromancer breaks concentration the vampire goes rogue.
Though, it is amusing when the vampires have to go out in daylight and are coated in fluorescent-colored zinc oxide sunblock.
