Eternity Collar Novels & Stories

He walked me to the door and made sure I got into the house before he left. When I got done, I found out that there was a package waiting for me. My roommates teased me about how many suitors I had and I opened it to see that it was a beautiful gold necklace. There was a note attached to it that merely said, ‘Happy birthday, doll’ with the initial, D. As tipsy as I was, I knew exactly who had sent it.

He begged to come with us but this is supposed to be a surprise. In bdsm, collaring a submissive can either be a kinky night or a true commitment. It's almost like marriage to a lot of members. Only couples who have been together for a while will collar the submissive, however some dominants like their sub to wear a collar for sexy reasons, like to feel more in control. We are getting Cole a collar to show we want him to be ours forever. We want to get a metal chain of some sort that we can padlock and let him wear 24/7. I hope he accepts to wear it, it's entirely his choice. He knows what it is and what it means because he's asked me about other subs who wear collars. I feel my leg start to

Everyone was stunned at the galaxy that appeared on the dog's chest. The designer, Billy Winterford, proudly introduced his proudest work. "I named this collar Starry Night. This collar is not only gentle but it's natural as well, matching well with the pet's coat. While keeping a low profile, it's elegant and will be the latest fashion trend this summer in the luxury pets world..." "Plagiarism! This is plagiarism!" Suddenly, an angry voice cut off Billy's speech. Everyone looked toward the direction of the voice, only to see a young man charging at Billy who was on the stage, a look of grievance and indignation on his face.

I felt so happy. "She is so tiny!" Raymond exclaimed as I giggled. I couldn't ask for more. A happy family. Everything. In the end, I realized, 'There's no couple like us. We are different from everyone. Because our relationship is based on obsession not on love. We are each other's obsession. I was an idiot for not to realize that little thing that our obsession is our love for each other. Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION.' THE END

My heart is still pounding as the women make their way around the table, when Merrick gets my attention. “I have something for you, Baby Doll. It’s only temporary, but you will wear it as long as you’re here.” He opens a long jewelry box and pulls out a deep purple leather collar with diamond studs around it. There is a circle in the front, and dangling from the circle are three initials, K, M, and J. There is a tiny padlock in the box with it, which he picks up and opens. There is no clasp on the collar; it’s held together by the lock.

"The Bracelet Shield of the first angel I ever killed. I've kept it in this cave for thousands of years because I always suspected that one day, it would come in handy. The shield still has its angelic properties and I merged it with my hand before Gentel and I came to the desert. "The only way to get this bracelet off my hand is to chop my hand off," Sader said. "And because nothing from heaven can exist in Hell, Father won't be able to force you back with the bracelet around your wrist," Garin said. "That's right," Sader took some bandages and began to wrap them around Garin's shoulder.

he said. The ring inside was rose gold. I gasped in shock. “For me?” I blurted. “Who else? Try it on.” The fit was perfect. “Are you downsizing?” I asked. He frowned. I lowered my voice. “Is this my new collar?” “No, Amy,” he said, his eyes starting to shine. “It’s an eternity ring.” For some reason I wanted to snatch the damn thing off my finger and hurl it into the distance. I played nice.

Caelum came up behind me, arms circling my waist. "You saved my life," he whispered. I leaned back against his chest. "You saved mine first." He kissed my neck. Slow. Gentle. Then he pulled out something small and velvet from his pocket. I turned. He opened it. A collar. Not just leather. It was silver. Engraved. Mine. Forever. I didn’t cry. I just nodded. Because I’d never belonged anywhere before. But now I belonged to him. And that was all the power I’d ever need.

Just when I thought he was going to refuse his subordinate's request, he suddenly retracted his claws and turned away. “You have only two minutes, Colin,” he warned, his voice low and rough. “After that, I'm going to put those collars on them whether they like it or not.” As soon as he walked away, Colin immediately reached for Kianna and pulled her in his arms. I gave them a few seconds of privacy before approaching them. “Hey, do you know what your leader was talking about? What are those collars you are holding?” Colin lifted up the silver collar in his hand. It looked like a piece of jewelry with intricate designs with a blue gem in the middle. But there was something about this collar t

Show everyone that submission freely given is stronger than any spelled collar could ever be. The collar in my pocket has been there for days, waiting for the right moment. I'd had it made the morning after she asked, knowing exactly what I wanted: simple black leather, soft enough not to chafe, elegant silver buckle engraved with protection runes that an elder helped design. Not to control – never to control – but to keep her safe. To let her feel my presence even when we're apart. My thumb traces the inside of the collar where I had one word etched: "Chosen." Because that's what this is about – her choice to submit, my choice to claim and protect.