Eternity Collar Novels & Stories

I asked, my voice merely a whisper, "do vampires mate for eternity?" Lance took my face gently within his hands and looked directly into my eyes. "Yes, we mate not only for life, but for eternity." "Do you have a mate?" I asked, afraid of the answer. Lance smiled, amused by my interest. "If I would have, you would not be here." "Oh?" He took a deep breath, closing his eyes. "You would be dead," he said. He looked away, thinking, and then back into my eyes. "Do you remember when we met?"

"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.

I hesitated for a moment, my hand hovering over the lid, before finally lifting it open. Inside there was a glimmer of gold that caught my eye first. A collar lay nestled in the velvet lining, its surface polished to perfection and expensive looking. There are ring little diamond studs spelled out with a single word ‘kitten’. My breath caught in my throat, my pulse pounding as I reached for it. The weight of the collar was solid in my hands, the craftsmanship exquisite. It wasn’t just an accessory but a statement. He is trying to stake his claim with a collar. I had no idea he was into such things.

The leather collar was hidden beneath a high collar on my shirt. We went to a private, high-end jewelry store that Aiden clearly had a personal relationship with. The owner greeted him with respect and barely glanced at me. Aiden made me stand in front of a mirror while he selected a new collar — a sleek, thin band of black titanium with a small silver ring in the front. It looked elegant enough to pass as fashionable jewelry, but we both knew what it really was. He fastened it around my neck right there in the store. “Perfect,” he said, voice low. “This one doesn’t come off.”

Inside lay a thick black leather collar, wide enough to sit just above her breasts, engraved with a single line of tiny, elegant script that she couldn’t read yet: *Ours. Forever.* “I don’t want a wedding band or a house or anything that makes this official,” he said quietly. “Just this. So when he looks at you, he’ll know exactly who you belong to.” Emma’s breath hitched. She’d known this was coming. After seven straight days of them using every room, after the shower, the rug, the kitchen island, the hallway, the guest room, the couch after waking up every morning leaking and plugged and smiling at Mark like nothing had happened she’d known the collar would be the final step.

Chapter 10: Eternal The night of Theo’s thesis approval felt like the end of one life and the beginning of something far darker and more complete. Elias had prepared everything. The master bedroom was dimly lit by candles. Heavy black silk sheets covered the massive bed. On the nightstand lay the final, permanent collar — a sleek band of matte black titanium with a single silver lock. Once closed, only Elias would ever be able to remove it. Theo stood naked in the center of the room, heart pounding, body already marked and aching from the day’s tension. Elias approached him slowly, still fully dressed, holding the collar like a sacred object.

"Actually, not sent. We were asked to come here. " “Whatever it's called, Hailey has already left you guys to me. So I will take care of you as long as you are in my hands. ” Rome shook Beverly and Jakcson's hand in a friendly manner. "Thank you, Rome." Beverly said sincerely. "You're welcome." Rome asks Beverly and Jackson to walk following him. "What are your names, by the way?" "Oh," Beverly took Jackson's hand as he walked behind Rome. “I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Elsa Alexis. And this is my fiancé Freddy Nelson. "

"You taught me that my dominance is entirely meaningless without your grace. When you kneel for me, Cassandra, you do not make yourself small. You make me monumental. You take the fractured, violent ghosts of my past, and you soothe them into absolute peace. You hold the reins of my humanity." He opened the velvet box. Inside, resting on the dark satin, were two pieces of metal. The first was a new collar for me. It was not a delicate chain of diamonds. It was a seamless, solid band of brushed white-gold, impossibly elegant but carrying a distinct, undeniable weight. It was a day-collar, but it possessed the gravity of a permanent claim. It featured a hidden, flush-mounted locking mechanism.

His body ached in the best way — marks from Cove’s mouth and hands scattered across his skin. He turned his head and froze. On the pillow beside him was a small black velvet box. Eli sat up, heart beating fast. He opened the box with trembling fingers. Inside lay a heavy platinum collar. Thick, elegant, and unmistakably permanent. A small lock rested beside it. Eli stared at it, breath caught in his throat.

Just them. The space was pure luxury—minimalist design with warm lighting, floor-to-ceiling windows revealing the glittering skyline, and a hidden door he now led her toward. “Tonight isn’t just another night, little one,” he said, voice low and serious as he guided her inside what could only be described as his private sanctuary. Soft black and gold accents, a large custom bed with restraints built into the frame, and a mirrored wall that reflected every angle. In the center of the room stood a small velvet pedestal holding an open box. Inside was a new collar—thicker, more permanent-looking rose gold with a delicate but unbreakable lock and an engraved plate: Daddy’s Eternal Pet.